Tuesday, June 5, 2018

Looking Like a Stick Up the Ass.

Afternoon, Guys…

So, there’s something I never understood, and go with me on this, why, at church, does everybody look like they’ve got something up their asses?

Yes, I know church is a time for genuine reflection and a time to praise God, but aren’t we supposed to be happy doing it?

Case in point, Joey and I sit up front on the side section behind the altar servers, so the catechists and everybody has to go by us during communion.  Now, Joey and I say our prayers afterward like we’re supposed to, but it’s also a time for us to give peace to parishioners since it’s harder for us to get up when everybody else’s during the normal time.

Again, I know it’s not a joking time, but nothing in the Catholic rulebook says you can’t crack a smile…unless I’m missing something.  It’s not like we’re new to the church, I’ve been going there since I was in diapers, and Joey’s been going since she moved in with me.  We’ve got the regulars that take our hand as they pass, and they smile, but we try to make eye contact and smile at everybody.  Some are praying, I get that, but others look right at us with a stoneface.  Dude or dudette, lighten up, you’re in God’s house, you’re supposed to be happy.

Just my two cents on an observation.

Be good to each other.


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