Tha’s not much of a voluntary debriefing, solder. Maybe we need to put you under the lamp and interrogation.
Weeellll…if you INSIST!
Okay…so the church was the unbelievable pretty. In truth, I let my mind drift a little during the homily because I was very busy staring.
It was very nice seeing the things come to life that I’ve been reading about.

I saw the thing of holy water! And the stations of the cross! And the kneelers by the saint statues! And the little candles you light when you pray for people! And the stuff in this church was all hand carved or something…imported from Italy. The altar was imported from Italy and all marble. And their confessional was hand carved. The stain glass windows were imported from Italy. And gorgeous. It’s a hidden place…hidden in the Appalachains of Kentucky, where very few are Catholic. This was where I grew up, at my mom’s, about an hour from where I live now. I can’t believe I didn’t know about that place before.
So there was only a handful there. I mean a real handful. Like less than 20. And there were candles at the altar. And a crucifix but it was small. And we got there too late to see people enter and genuflect which is something I liked from christmas eve mass. And the reader was good. And i loved the bow at the altar. I don’t know why but I did. The reader did every time he went back down. And the same guy did the prayer requests. And the EM’s did it too when they came back down. And the priest finished all the wine. And some people didn’t drink the wine.
The priest did sing loud, but it was pretty. And a sister led the singing. There was no music though, just singing. And they had a communion rail but they don’t use it. And an altar boy. And all the scripture readings connected.Do they always do that? They were from Zeph, 1 Cor, and the beatitudes in Matthew. It was like there was a theme. Even in the singing. And sometimes I couldn’t keep up with the responses and stuff. And sometimes I could. And he said “The Body of Christ.” And he said, “The Blood of Christ.” The readers read, and we said, ‘thanks be to god’ and we prayed and we said ‘we pray to the lord’ ‘lord hear our prayer.’ Isn’t that NICE??
And THEN when it was over, my mother and I lingered (my mom went with me) and she knew someone there from work and that person took us on a tour and we got to go right up to the altar and mom just strolled up there and i was like ‘mom, you can’t just stroll up there.’ but i guess you can when people are showing you around.
The end.
Forgive me. I realize I sounded a bit like breathless little kid trying to tell someone of something cool that happened. But I’m trying hurry and get it all down before I forget. Lol…I didn’t even know why I’m doing this. It’s not like you goobers don’t know what mass is like.
I remember some of that stuff from last Christmas eve…but it was different for me this time. I guess because I’ve been doing a lot of reading about Catholic things.