Sunday, May 8, 2011
On Mother's Day
I've had a wonderful day. Starting with Mass last night, where I was given a little sprig of carnations for being a mother. I thought it was sweet. This afternoon my two daughters and two granddaughters came over for lunch. Yes, I cooked. But only because I wanted to. We had a lovely lunch. They brought me flowers and a rose plant. The photo above is from the rose plant they gave me last year... it is a Chicago Peace. This year it is a Fragrant Cloud - my all time favorite.
This week I have struggled with what to write, what not to write, and what kind of blogger I am. I am not sure I have any business at all being a Catholic blogger - my blog doesn't seem to fit with the rest. Mine is (a lot) more personal and less didactic.
I don't think I even know what kind of Catholic I am anymore. I know I would like for Mass to be sacred. I know it is the sacrifice instituted by Jesus himself. Therefore, I wish people would be quiet and act like they are doing the most important thing they do all week.
Last night I went to a church I seldom attend. Its sad that I don't like this church because it is only one mile from my house. I got there early enough to pray the rosary. There was raucous conversation and laughter all around me, I had to mouth the words to the prayers just to keep my place. I looked around to see who was hollering and laughing so loud, and it was the priest.
I prayed that Jesus would help me be less judgmental. I know that people who go to this church and like this priest tend to LOVE him. So, what do I know? Of course, one friend of mine who loves him goes gambling with him in a nearby casino town on a regular basis. That just doesn't seem right to me... but again... what do I know?
I just know today that I am a humble little Catholic who has made enough mistakes to give the whole church a black eye. So, I need to just be humble and grateful to be forgiven my sins.