Sooooo, we got through Easter. HOORAY!
Well, not quite. We are in the Octave of Easter as we head toward Pentecost Sunday and I was reminded about one of Rick's favorite accusations. I'm not Catholic but he always said, "Your better at being Catholic than I am."
Maybe but it has changed over the years. This infidel has been blessed by Catholic priests as a grown up. Once, this infidel concluded that someone figured out what is going on. What happened was, I got the word that one of my Uncles was about to die. I learned of it at 6:00 AM, got cleaned up and dressed, and went to the 7 AM weekday mass at Mission Dolores. Afterwards, the priest gave me a special blessing as if he knew I was there for a reason.
The other really interesting Catholic experience I had was when Rick was giving the Anointing of the Sick. It was just me, the priest and him. I stepped out during confession, and stepped back in. The interesting part is that although the church does workarounds I was brought up in the era where non Catholics cannot partake of communion in a Catholic church.
Which makes me stick out.
Anyway, enjoy your Octave of Easter.
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