Kathleen,
When I see a servant of God in a priest, or anyone else, the “servant of” part is important and not taken lightly, at least by myself. I isn’t possible for me to confuse the servant with the Master.
While I have a Mormon background, raised as, very active until I left (as a teen) and had a very odd experience with a Mormon Bishop when I was a teenager that defined my view of religious authority for many years…I didn’t believe that Mormon bishops were speaking for God, had any power over me, and certainly were anything but fallible humans. Whenever talking to my bishop way back then (decades ago), I couldn’t stop thinking he was full of it, and himself, and it only generated an anger that people would think I was so gullible, and/or open to some guy being all up in my business.
I never believed a Mormon clergy of any kind could discern anything. But then, you have to understand that Mormon clergy are 12 years old to begin with, but even if anyone wanted to go with an adult Mormon bishop having some special power of discernment? Sorry, no, my experience is they don’t…and still don’t. But then, until I was nearly a teenager, my Mormon bishop was my dad.

I love him dearly, but I don’t hold any ideas that he has special, magical, powers.
My trust regarding priests is more one of understanding what Holy Orders are, and what that means. My atheism was fueled by a “don’t tread on me” sort of mantra, especially aimed towards God and religion. So, it took me a while to get past that, but I did. After that, it is just a matter of understanding things that I have no experience with. My remedial soul takes a while to catch on. A lot of Catholic stuff is very puzzling to me, in the sense that, I don’t have the experience. I’m never going to be a Catholic that has hundreds of Sacramental knick-knacks in every corner of my house. I am a simple Catholic, with my one Crucifix on my wall, Mary and a candle on my dresser.
Anyway, when it comes to priests, I lost that anxiety over religious authority before I was baptized. I stopped living my life out of fear and anger. Which, maybe JeanMichel wouldn’t agree, but then, he didn’t know me when I was an atheist. I’m really much more at peace than I have ever been in my life. I’m also made more aware with every passing day just how Mormonism skewed my outlook towards life and God. At one time, that realization generated so much more anger, but I lost that anger in the same way I lost that anxiety. I just don’t have it any more.
What I’m puzzled with usually comes from my godless nature. But, from experience, I have learned that Jesus guides me. There is no other way I can explain how it is an atheist became a Catholic.
Holy Orders, like faith itself once was to me, was truly puzzling. What is it? If I had a stick, I’d be poking at it. But, once again, something breaks open and I get it, if even only at a small level. Like my faith, I’m sure it will grow.
Former Mormons, who were true believing Mormons for many years, don’t have the experience of Catholicism either. We’re the same in this sense, that we are learning, and it is through our experiences that we encounter Jesus Christ.
The difficulty is allowing those experiences to happen in spite of past experiences. It is fear, and if there is one thing I have learned is, fear isn’t going to stop me from following where God leads me. But that doesn’t mean I throw caution to the wind. I have that boloney radar going. He ever so gently shows me the Way.
Peace.