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Today I went to 5:15 p.m Mass and was asked to do a reading. After not sleeping well last night , and running on caffeine wich I am sensitive to (but neccesary) I felt a little jittery and nervous about the Idea today, so after declining … and a rather pushy minister who wouldn’t take a simple No for an answer I reluctantly agreed. I only read when I know I can do so from the heart and today I just wasn’t feeling it … I wanted to listen and absorb. No chance of that
Due to a health condition I have brain fog poor concentration and cognitive bouts of “getting a little mixed up” and after the Priest started and interjected a quick warm “Good evening” every body … And everyone replying, I found myself loudly saying “Good afternoon father” … Then realising my mistake I quickly said “Er I mean good evafter, erm good afternoon father” by which point everyone had stopped speaking and I was having a conversation with myself in the silence of the church. The Choir singer and Organist gave me a look like a complete crazy person had walked into the church … and couldn’t blame them, standing there red faced my mouth gaping embarassed blushing and feeling like an Idiot who’s never been to a church in his life.
I then got to the reading, and though feeling dizzy and light headed, I managed not to collapse over the Missal like I felt was about to happen, but I did continue to read the response before realising I wasn’t supposed to … This being my first Sung mass where I have read, the Response and Psalm is sung by the choir singer not just the gospel acclamation like I thoght and again I caught his rather angry and icey gaze as he walked towards me from the side and I mouthed sorry and scampered back to my pew. I lost what happened then until it came to the mystery of faith and was so embarrassed I almost wasn’t going to get up and receive communion.
I waited till last … Received the Lord’s body, when I got near the chalice after quing it was empty. Doh! Here I go again in view of everyone (thinking just who is this guy? And where did they get him from?)
*The point of this rather long anecdote is … Has nyone else ever made an Idiot of themselves in church out of genuine having a perpetuating brain f**rt display of buffoonery? And who usually is on the ball when it comes to mass? Or is it just me?
Today I am humbled to the point I may avoid the Church for a few weeks and go elsehwere, change my appearance and always sit at the back … and just say I am illiterate next time I’m asked to read.

Due to a health condition I have brain fog poor concentration and cognitive bouts of “getting a little mixed up” and after the Priest started and interjected a quick warm “Good evening” every body … And everyone replying, I found myself loudly saying “Good afternoon father” … Then realising my mistake I quickly said “Er I mean good evafter, erm good afternoon father” by which point everyone had stopped speaking and I was having a conversation with myself in the silence of the church. The Choir singer and Organist gave me a look like a complete crazy person had walked into the church … and couldn’t blame them, standing there red faced my mouth gaping embarassed blushing and feeling like an Idiot who’s never been to a church in his life.
I then got to the reading, and though feeling dizzy and light headed, I managed not to collapse over the Missal like I felt was about to happen, but I did continue to read the response before realising I wasn’t supposed to … This being my first Sung mass where I have read, the Response and Psalm is sung by the choir singer not just the gospel acclamation like I thoght and again I caught his rather angry and icey gaze as he walked towards me from the side and I mouthed sorry and scampered back to my pew. I lost what happened then until it came to the mystery of faith and was so embarrassed I almost wasn’t going to get up and receive communion.
I waited till last … Received the Lord’s body, when I got near the chalice after quing it was empty. Doh! Here I go again in view of everyone (thinking just who is this guy? And where did they get him from?)
*The point of this rather long anecdote is … Has nyone else ever made an Idiot of themselves in church out of genuine having a perpetuating brain f**rt display of buffoonery? And who usually is on the ball when it comes to mass? Or is it just me?
Today I am humbled to the point I may avoid the Church for a few weeks and go elsehwere, change my appearance and always sit at the back … and just say I am illiterate next time I’m asked to read.

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