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noncalorsedumor, and quite unexpected.
( Well, it's not the High Priestess... )
And a bit less portentiously...
( Rose or violet material, I am not... )
In other, less quizzish, news, I have finally found a church! Yay! I've felt like a spiritual Goldilocks the past few years, sporadically trying out this church and that. This one is too big and cold. That one's too casual. (When you stop to cheerfully chat with someone in the first pew on your way back from getting ashes on Ash Wednesday, yes, that's too casual. At least for me.) I really enjoyed going to Catholic U.'s Sunday 4 PM masses, but it's just too far to be feasible.
So, today is Ascension Thursday, a holy day of obligation, whatever the Archdiocese of Baltimore says. (Like most dioceses in the US, Baltimore allows the too-busy faithful to fulfill their obligation on the nearest Sunday. Which is all fine and convenient and all, but then what's the point of the obligation? Totally a rant for another day.) Anyway, trying to be a good kid, I found an 8 AM mass about a mile away at St. Elizabeth of Hungary. I got up and out of the house by 7:30 (albeit in sweats) and walked to the church.
The locked church.
But a ha! There is a sign on one of the side doors. "8 AM Mass at the Friary @ 2638 Baltimore St."
So I backtracked across the street and found the friary, which is basically one of the row houses that line Patterson Park. The door was open and the screen door unlocked, which would have drawn me in even if I hadn't spent my entire childhood running around rectories.
Ho-LEE cow. It's been five hours since I wrote that last sentence. Housemate got turned around in Baltimore and I had to drive her to DC for an interview. Think good thoughts, everyone.
Anyway, the mass went nicely and the priests at St. Elizabeth's are all nice, so I think I've finally found a church. Yay.
noncalorsedumor, and quite unexpected.( Well, it's not the High Priestess... )
And a bit less portentiously...
( Rose or violet material, I am not... )
In other, less quizzish, news, I have finally found a church! Yay! I've felt like a spiritual Goldilocks the past few years, sporadically trying out this church and that. This one is too big and cold. That one's too casual. (When you stop to cheerfully chat with someone in the first pew on your way back from getting ashes on Ash Wednesday, yes, that's too casual. At least for me.) I really enjoyed going to Catholic U.'s Sunday 4 PM masses, but it's just too far to be feasible.
So, today is Ascension Thursday, a holy day of obligation, whatever the Archdiocese of Baltimore says. (Like most dioceses in the US, Baltimore allows the too-busy faithful to fulfill their obligation on the nearest Sunday. Which is all fine and convenient and all, but then what's the point of the obligation? Totally a rant for another day.) Anyway, trying to be a good kid, I found an 8 AM mass about a mile away at St. Elizabeth of Hungary. I got up and out of the house by 7:30 (albeit in sweats) and walked to the church.
The locked church.
But a ha! There is a sign on one of the side doors. "8 AM Mass at the Friary @ 2638 Baltimore St."
So I backtracked across the street and found the friary, which is basically one of the row houses that line Patterson Park. The door was open and the screen door unlocked, which would have drawn me in even if I hadn't spent my entire childhood running around rectories.
Ho-LEE cow. It's been five hours since I wrote that last sentence. Housemate got turned around in Baltimore and I had to drive her to DC for an interview. Think good thoughts, everyone.
Anyway, the mass went nicely and the priests at St. Elizabeth's are all nice, so I think I've finally found a church. Yay.
