So a priest very involved in this sort of activism gave a talk at the church’s Parish Life Center and once again, to add to my confusion, HE’S MARRIED!
I noted the ring on his finger and wondered why a priest would be wearing a wedding band. At some point he informs us that he was once a Lutheran minister and that he is married. As if, to my confused mind, being a Lutheran minister once allows priests to get married.
Right out the door is that old bromide that no Catholic can receive all 7 sacriments as nobody can receive Holy Orders and Matrimony except....well this guy.
My church is sponsoring another rally on 8/13 and guess who our speaker will be then? Michael Novak!
When they said that I sat up straight as a rail. Yes, the National Review’s Michael Novak!
Anyway, at one point I introduced my priest to some politician or another and that’s when my personal story begins.
Now I know there are some on this thread who know this priest, who know me. But I’ll risk it. For my priest never should have done what he did and I’m not sure I will forgive him.
Well I’ll probably forgive him because he did apologize profusely. I want him to stop apologizing and stop treating me bad, that’s what I want.
More, maybe, later.
So I take a picture of my priest talking to some politico or another. I did take lots of pictures and videos, mainly for a Blog post I plan to do.
Everybody was taking pictures and videos, let me make this clear. You couldn’t move without bumping into someone holding a camera/video recorder high so my innocent picture wasn’t unusual or anything.
When I introduced my priest, who I will call Father Sam, to some of the politicos (and there were a bunch, dear Lord, and don’t forget I am campaign finance treasurer for two of the guys so I wanted to give them a push) he was quite jovial. “I’m thinking that most of these politicians are not here for the real issue but are looking for votes,” he said to me and I joshed back in some fashion. Understanding that it was a fun, innocent kind of thing.
I chance to be taking some pictures of the church or some thing and Father Sam shouts to me, clear out of nowhere...”Pat, don’t you dare make this meeting a political function. Don’t you dare.”
He was not kidding when he shouted this to me and once again my head began to spin. As I stated on my earlier post, I had no idea all those politicos would be there though in hindsight I guess it makes sense. Those against Obamacare and its horrific attack on faith would vote for those mostly conservative types. And this was not a function limited to church parishioners; it had been advertised on the local radio (there were TWO reporters there from the local talk show and it was reported on extensively, the whole thing being a big deal in our burg except for the tourists maybe.)
So how on earth, just how on this earth could I possibly turn this huge rally into some kind of political event? I was just so confused that, in shock, I walked away and went up to the edge of Route 1, upset and wondering what I could have possibly done “wrong”.
to be continued, maybe.