From Richard at Linen on the Hedgerow , a fine post about those busy folk who welcome people to Mass.
I think I like them even less than he does. They intrude unneccesarily, since:
1. I know that Jesus, as the Host (pun intended) welcomes me. I do not need any glad-handing from anyone.
2. The Mass is about God, not about being chummy. I go to Mass to meet God, not people.
3. I play flute, saxophone and violin. I have mildly arthritic fingers which I will not subject to maltreatment from some beaming knuckle-cruncher who wants to demonstrate his manly grip.
4. Said knuckle-cruncher has probably not washed his hands after going to the lavatory, reaming wax out of his ears, or whatever.
If I seem rather nasty, please remember that not so long ago in England, though not in the U.S.A., my attitude would have been considered perfectly normal.
Leo’s Tea-For-Two “Law Of Attraction”
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Some day, I think that this guy is just really, really dumb. But then I
reflect that first, nobody can be that dumb, and second, that he must have
had, dur...
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2 comments:
I totally agree with you! And I remember a writer in the Catholic Herald saying something similar.
Returning to Mass attendance was difficult enough for me; it had been so long since I'd been, I felt incredibly self-conscious conspicuous. If I thought that somebody was going to pounce on me as soon as I stepped into the porch, it would have been more difficult still.
Maolsheachlann - good point. The embarrassment factor is a big one for me too.
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