So well, after not going to sleep until 0300, I didn't wake up Sunday am til almost 0830. Too late for the 0900 Liturgy. So I "puttered" around and walked the dog for a while. Nice and slow. Met some friendly dog owners.
I went to the 1130 Liturgy. I stood in the back. By 1300 I was having a low blood sugar feeling and that diet Coke I drank on the way to Church was knock knock knockin' at my door. If you know what I"m sayin'.....Liturgy was over, but it was time to bless the pussy willows. Another 15 minutes. The line formed to go up for the blessing, take a piece of bread, put a dollar in the basket and walk around to the pussy willow table.
Oh the line was long and I was in the back. Maybe if I just went to the bathroom real quick then I could
get back in line. Or maybe I will just go to the bathroom and then leave. I decided to go to the bathroom in the vestibule and then play it by ear. I push the door open to the vestibule and who is standing there?
The priest who did not celebrate the Liturgy. The priest who was there to meet and greet. The priest who was there to catch people like ME.
"oh HI there Father, how are you? so nice to see you...how are you feeling with your atrial fib? good? oh that's great. so I see you around the neighborhood, do you live in Glover Park? really? yeah, I live close to your apartment. mmhmmhmmm , yep, oh that's nice. Ok, well I was just heading to the bathroom while the line was still long, so ok...see you later , Father!"
I go to the bathroom and as I'm exiting the BR I serendipitously decide to run down the stairs to the Parish Hall and purchase some Ukrainian gifts for Easter. He is still standing there and he looks RIGHT at me!
argh! Caught like a rat in a trap.
Now what is the real reason that I didn't go up for the blessing and the pussy willows? I had no money.
Not a dollar. Maybe a few pennies. Too embarrassed to go up for Mirovanija. Sigh.
Lesson to be learned? Yep: don't drink a diet Coke before Church.
have a good evening!
I went to the 1130 Liturgy. I stood in the back. By 1300 I was having a low blood sugar feeling and that diet Coke I drank on the way to Church was knock knock knockin' at my door. If you know what I"m sayin'.....Liturgy was over, but it was time to bless the pussy willows. Another 15 minutes. The line formed to go up for the blessing, take a piece of bread, put a dollar in the basket and walk around to the pussy willow table.
Oh the line was long and I was in the back. Maybe if I just went to the bathroom real quick then I could
get back in line. Or maybe I will just go to the bathroom and then leave. I decided to go to the bathroom in the vestibule and then play it by ear. I push the door open to the vestibule and who is standing there?
The priest who did not celebrate the Liturgy. The priest who was there to meet and greet. The priest who was there to catch people like ME.
"oh HI there Father, how are you? so nice to see you...how are you feeling with your atrial fib? good? oh that's great. so I see you around the neighborhood, do you live in Glover Park? really? yeah, I live close to your apartment. mmhmmhmmm , yep, oh that's nice. Ok, well I was just heading to the bathroom while the line was still long, so ok...see you later , Father!"
I go to the bathroom and as I'm exiting the BR I serendipitously decide to run down the stairs to the Parish Hall and purchase some Ukrainian gifts for Easter. He is still standing there and he looks RIGHT at me!
argh! Caught like a rat in a trap.
Now what is the real reason that I didn't go up for the blessing and the pussy willows? I had no money.
Not a dollar. Maybe a few pennies. Too embarrassed to go up for Mirovanija. Sigh.
Lesson to be learned? Yep: don't drink a diet Coke before Church.
have a good evening!
I don't understand why you felt bad. You bought stuff in the church gift shop. They got money from you. You should have held the bag up all proud.
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