I’m a serious multi-tasker when I go to Church. I follow along with the readings, I sing, I say my own prayers, and I’ll usually bring ‘supplemental’ reading by Deepak Chopra or my favorite–Eckhart Tolle’s ‘The Power of Now.’
I went to Mass this evening and during the priest’s homily, I was reading the Church bulletin. Not too egregious in my opinion. At least it was the Church’s own collateral! But I felt really scummy when the priest looked straight at me, and there I was, reading the Church bulletin while he’s trying to get his message across. It was worse because I was sitting in the second row. During the winter time, I sit right up front because all the heat vents are concentrated near the altar.
Then I think the priest tried to get back at me. When it came time for the sign of peace, and he came over to greet me, instead of saying the expected “Peace be with you,” he yawned! In my face!
Now I don’t pretend to be a goody-two-shoed Catholic girl, but I ain’t no Sinead O’Connor either! Cut me some slack.
Nevertheless, I need to go to confession pronto. Christmas is coming and I don’t want Santa to think I’ve been a bad little girl.