Archbishop Bernard Hebda did not see it coming. The day the Vatican announced he would become the Twin Cities' new archbishop, he stood before a hastily prepared news conference inside the Cathedral of St. Paul and quipped that if he'd been warned, "I would have brought a better suit and made sure I had a haircut."
His sartorial selection was the least of his worries on that day last year. The gregarious Hebda, sent to Minnesota months earlier for what was to be a temporary assignment, was suddenly in charge of an archdiocese reeling from a priest sex abuse scandal, bankruptcy, criminal charges filed by Ramsey County, and distrust in the pews. The previous archbishop, John Nienstedt, had resigned under controversy.
More than a year later, the ship has reached calmer waters. The Pittsburgh-born prelate has gained a reputation for spiritual and intellectual depth, thanks in part to degrees from Harvard University and Columbia Law School as well as working 13 years at the Vatican. Although he was being groomed to be archbishop of Newark, New Jersey, when he landed here, Hebda is now planted firmly in his 800,000-member Twin Cities archdiocese. He has embraced Minnesota living, including the Minnesota State Fair, Basilica Block Party, Red Bull Crashed Ice race and countless parish festivals. This interview has been condensed from a longer discussion with the archbishop.
When you were in grade school, what did you want to be when you grew up?
I was either going to be a priest or a bus driver. The bus driver was winning out because I thought they actually kept the fares. I thought, "This man gets to drive and he gets paid all this money!" I also was part of a group started by the Capuchin friars that helped young people think about what God might be asking them to do. By the time I was getting out of eighth grade, I had dragged their vocation director to see my parents to ask if I could go to minor seminary. My parents took him up to my bedroom and said, "If he can't clean his room, how could he go to seminary?'' (Hebda laughs.) So that was the end of that.
You entered seminary in your mid-20s, a relatively old age.
I went to college and didn't think at all about being a priest in those years. I studied international relations and then because of that desire [to help people] I found myself going into law school, thinking I wanted to do something in an international organization. It was in law school that I started going to mass every day. And that's where the Lord kind of planted in my heart that he wanted me to go to seminary.
You spent 13 years at the Vatican. Can you describe your work?
So all around the world we have the Conference of Catholic Bishops — in Africa, Latin America, Asia. In the legal office where I worked, we were doing work for the conferences, which have authority to legislate in a number of areas. Sometimes about liturgy, sometimes about what a priest is supposed to wear, sometimes about [clergy] formation. Those kinds of things. The conference is supposed to send those things to Rome, so our office looked at those legislative proposals. We were kind of like an in-house law firm for the Vatican in terms of canon law.
After all those years in Rome, what was your reaction when you were sent to the Gaylord Diocese in rural Michigan in 2009?
I went to Rome kicking and screaming because even though I grew to like the job, I didn't imagine I was becoming a priest to be in an office. Then the longer I was there, the more I appreciated the work. But I was anxious to get home. I was in shock when I got called down to the Congregation for Bishops, thinking it was for work. I went down with my yellow legal pad and was ready to take down whatever. I walk in and the cardinal is sitting at a desk with a map of the United States. And he says, "I'm very happy to tell you that the Holy Father has named you Bishop of Gaylord."
I went back to my office, and the normal thing is to do a Google search for "Gaylord." I was blocked because it had the word "gay" in it. [He laughs.] So I had to wait until I got home at night to figure out where I was being sent.