If you will allow me to take a tangent, I promise it will come back to your point.
We all, at times, doubt God. Even the Blessed Mother Teresa had periods of significant doubts. Why does God allow such things as the holocaust? Why would God allow cancer to grow in a young child?? How could a good and just God, one who is all powerful, allow such pain, and sometimes blatantly evil, to exist?
The same questions can also be asked of His Church. How could His Church have undertaken some of the atrocities attributed to it? The Spanish Inquisition? The apparent collusion between His Church and the Nazis? The pedophilia?
I don’t know the answer to these questions, and I certainly will not speak for God…but I will share with you a personal story that allows me to love God, and His Church, despite these questions.
I grew up knowing God, but not having a good relationship with him. Then, about 16 1/2 years ago, I experienced something (a disaster with a large loss of life, including many children) that brought those types of questions front and center, and for a long time I was “mad” at God for allowing such things. That anger led me toward a great deal of sin, and personal pain, over the next dozen years. Part of my personal “coming back to God” journey was finding an answer to such questions. I’m not going to even suggest that this IS why God, or his church, allows such things to happen, but just a possibility.
Maybe God lets bad things happen to good people so that other people will find their way back to him?
There were hundreds of families who were devastated by the disaster I experienced. I now wonder how many of them took their pain to the alter and, as a result, grew closer to God.
How does all of this pertain to your point? Well, maybe it doesn’t, but then again, maybe God allowed such horrible things to happen so that people would have a reason to go to Him.