At my dh’s urging we have begun attending the parish of our new home rather than traveling to the old one.
Some irritations I’ve noted…
hand holding during the Our Father (complete with hand, elbow tap just in case you didn’t notice their hand in front of you)
when you are half through the Euchairstic reception line you hear a booming male voice from the music section announce over the loud speakers “please turn to hymn #000 and join us in our song of praise!”
young children get to leave during the mass for children’s liturgy - complete with a kind lady telling your kids, “Don’t you want to go have fun? Come on dear!” and now mom is the bad guy for saying “NO thank you” and physically turning dc’s head forward, then to the right - because the crucifix is not at the alter, but to the far right of it. (so no longer can I whisper, “Face forward, eyes on Christ!”)
and the middle school youth group, and basicly all the R.E., which I was at first excited about is all fluff because we apparently don’t want to offend anyone by being too Catholic. Gee Catholic church, catholic parish sponsored, catholic youth group - but no it doesn’t make sense for it to be too catholic. Whatever the heck that means.
:whacky: :whistle: :banghead:
**thank you. just needed to vent some. off to contort myself into a pretzel so baby girl can sleep comfortably. I have no idea how such an itty person can take up an entire queen bed, but she does every night. You know those old ladies with the hunched over backs? I know exactly how they ended up that way. **