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Phemie
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For the first 23 years of my marriage my husband was in the military. We moved every 3 years. I would immediately volunteer for ministry in my new parish. But that was par for the course in those parishes, we grabbed people as soon as they arrived because we knew that, with luck, we’d have someone for a ministry for 3 or 4 years before they were posted again. If we waited, we might have them for 2.My best luck in getting involved in a parish has been joining the choir. My worst luck was trying to volunteer at a barbecue. Nobody wanted me there. I move a lot so I find that “it takes time” isn’t an acceptable answer. Also joining something like a Bible Study might help, something where someone can’t screen you out.
Usually someone will say “hello” or something like that to me if I attend any parish a couple of times. So you may have found an unfriendly parish.
You have a totally different dynamic when, as a military family, you arrive in a parish composed mostly of families who’ve been there since the parish was founded 40 years earlier. As far as they’re concerned you’ll be there for 2 or 3 years max and since you live on the base you won’t become part of the greater community so they won’t expend the energy to try to get to know you. You pretty much have to barge in and make your presence known. For an introvert like me, that meant putting my John Henry on the sign-up sheet for ministries on “Sign-up Sunday”.
It still took a good 5 -7 years before I felt I was part of the parish. By then I was a reader, an EMHC, and I had volunteered as parish secretary for a year after which I’d been hired and had been working since.