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I’m not much for superstition or divining dreams, but I had a dream last night which has affected me. The only part I now remember is an old man with a pocket-sized Bible in his shirt pocket which he carried around always. I think he looked a lot like De Niro and was even a cop. When I woke, my crucifix necklace had fallen off again. It’s been falling off a lot lately. My girlfriend says I need a new chain.
I think the stimuli which effected this dream was recently reading the latest issue of America, a periodical I’ve received for years now but which, like the diocesan newspaper, I’ve trashed without considering. Doing such prompted me to consider what it meant to be truly Catholic in the world, which is a thought I return to now and again while I endure Mass. I’m a lapsed Catholic who teaches RCIA - or taught RCIA up until a couple of weeks ago. I think I’m done with that gig just like I’m done with the stewardship commission at the parish, even though in recent weeks I’ve expressed some thoughts and concerns to the chairman about what could help the parish grow. It’s sort of like I want to be involved without going to the stupid, inane meetings and dealing with everybody in the commission. I think there will always be a part of me who cares but similarly one which cannot recite the Creed in good faith. There’s far too much in the creed I don’t believe.
I think the stimuli which effected this dream was recently reading the latest issue of America, a periodical I’ve received for years now but which, like the diocesan newspaper, I’ve trashed without considering. Doing such prompted me to consider what it meant to be truly Catholic in the world, which is a thought I return to now and again while I endure Mass. I’m a lapsed Catholic who teaches RCIA - or taught RCIA up until a couple of weeks ago. I think I’m done with that gig just like I’m done with the stewardship commission at the parish, even though in recent weeks I’ve expressed some thoughts and concerns to the chairman about what could help the parish grow. It’s sort of like I want to be involved without going to the stupid, inane meetings and dealing with everybody in the commission. I think there will always be a part of me who cares but similarly one which cannot recite the Creed in good faith. There’s far too much in the creed I don’t believe.