The girl I sponsored through RCIA 4 or 5 years ago is getting married at the end of September and just recently asked Phillip and me if we would be the Eucharistic ministers. My response was: GAK. First of all, I have this huge fear of Doing Things Incorrectly and whenever I have to do something at Mass besides sit in a pew I am anxious about it the entire time, terrified of missing my cue or whatever. I've never been a Eucharistic minister! Second of all, I haven't seen her in YEEEARS and we were never super good friends or anything and when I RSVPd to the wedding it was for the wedding only, not the reception. Also I will be HUGELY PREGNANT. Of course we will say yes because you don't say no to this sort of thing, but I am nervous.
I had yet ANOTHER conversation about Catholicism with a non-Catholic. I continue to be hugely entertained by these conversations AND afraid of saying the wrong thing. Although in this case, the non-Catholic didn't appear to be interested in BECOMING Catholic, he was merely curious in a very scientific sort of way. Which was kind of fun, honestly. Also, Phillip was there too and that's ALWAYS a good thing when you're talking about stuff like this.
I don't like the church by my new house. I'm just gonna say it. DO NOT LIKE. I could do a whole post on why, but my current church, in my opinion, does a lot of things better. It's true that I am also USED to my old church and know so many of the faces and that counts for a lot. We've now been to all the different Mass times at the new church and I know it's still summer, but we still don't see any young families there. Jack is still signed up for Pre-K and I'm being open to anything until Decemberish. That's when we'll know if 1) we can afford Catholic school and 2) when we'll have to officially switch parishes in order to get the in-parish rate for school tuition. But I don't feel all that hopeful. Either way I am planning to visit the public school this year to see what kind of feel I get there.
In the meantime, one of my best church friends recently switched to the parish near her house and all I hear is how WONDERFUL it is. And, sad for me, wonderful in ways that sound right up my alley. She's telling me about prayer retreats and the priest's blog and a charismatic prayer group that meets in the evenings and because I am that self-centered, her enthusiasm just makes me mopey.
