Linking up with all the beautiful women over at Fine Linen and Purple for a WIWS post.
I like reading all the WIWS posts but I do not frequently link up with them because, well, I need a picture of myself. On a Sunday. I don't know how everyone else's weekends go but ours are a little bit holy, a little bit hectic with some crazy thrown in for good measure. So I find it difficult to get a self portrait for these posts. But today I had time to write up a blog post so I made the effort...
|It is raining...|
The pastor at my church is getting ready to retire in a couple months. The Catholic population in my city is decreasing and because of this and the priest shortage many of the Catholic parishes are combining and having one priest serve two parishes. This is also the case at my Catholic church, so when Monsignor Jack retires the pastor at a nearby parish, Father Matt, will become the pastor for both churches. As you can guess, this is leading to a lot of restructuring of liturgical schedules, Mass times, etc. This hasn't caused a particularly emotional upheaval for me because I did not grow up in this town, attend my church's parish school or get married at this church. However many of my church family did so it is definitely a tougher transition for them. In today's homily Monsignor Jack spoke about the recent decisions made about the new Mass times. As our readings were about Jesus appearing to his disciples and telling them that they were to be His witnesses, Monsignor Jack also commented about our Catholic witness to our neighbors and acquaintances.
Yes, I know this subject well. Sometimes I feel like I'm on constant display as that Catholic convert that people know. Sometimes I feel like the only Catholic convert that people know. Before becoming Catholic myself I honestly knew no one who converted, except in instances of marriage. I did know a few people who became Catholic because they were engaged to someone who wanted to be married inside the Catholic Church. I associate with way more non-Catholics, usually Evangelical Christians, in my homeschool circles. I would bet that many of them are not even aware that I am Catholic. Because I also attend a protestant church with my family they assume I'm protestant. The protestant church we attend doesn't even know I'm Catholic. I volunteered to work in my youngest son's Sunday School class a few weeks ago because they were short of helpers and they asked me to fill out paperwork for a background check. I always hate filling out paperwork because my answers don't add up. It asks questions like:
- How long have you attended services here? 5 years
- Are you a member of this church? No, I'm a member of a different church
- Church previously attended. My Catholic Church, which I'm still attending
- Are you an immersed believer? This is a yes/no question which I would have to answer "no" because I was not baptized by immersion, nor do I believe immersion baptism is the only valid baptism. My thoughts on baptism.
As fate would have it I have not been able to attend my family's church for the last two weeks due to staying home with sick children. So I've been able to conveniently avoid turning in said paperwork. I suppose I need to speak with someone in leadership there and get things ironed out. A post for another time.
So back to this Sunday...
Doug and I managed to squeeze in a dinner out, not quite a "date night" but better than nothing.
|Took three shots to get this,|
Boys are outside playing football with Dad waiting for me to finish this post so I can start supper. Don't forget to click over to Fine Linen and Purple for more WIWS posts!