Larry’s First Episcopalian Mass in something like 25 years…

At a recent Rotary meeting, Father Joel, knowing that I was raised as Episcopalian, invited me to come to Mass this Sunday at the Calvary Church in downtown Santa Cruz.  I suggested it to the family, a pack of Catholics, expecting to be shot down.  But crazy as it sounds, they went for it.  So like it or not, I was in charge of our Episcopalian mission.  Oy!  Now what?  Yes I was raised Episcopalian, and I’m very proud of that upbringing.  But I’ve been surrounded with Catholics for nearly 30 years and only attended Episcopalian Masses in all that time when my parents died… and those were a funeral Masses.  Not quite the same…  I wish I had prepped a little… or something…

Time to I pull myself together and man up.  Our little party consisting of my Donna, Jack and Donna Maurillo were counting on me to pull this off.

The parish itself was cool and very typical of what I’ve always known Episcopalian parishes to be… Old, classic, traditional… I felt very much at home… even though it was in fact, a church.

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My biggest blunder of the outing was to not sit toward the back of the chapel.  In Catholic town, we’ve got everything dialed and I like to be able to hear so gravitating up toward the front to find our seats was our habit.  But when we were seated, I realized that I REALLY needed to watch everyone else to see what they did…  When do we stand?  When do we sit?  When do we kneel?  But most of all, how do we take communion.  When I was young, we took communion at the rail.  But for some reason I thought the Episcopalians had done away with that.  Here’s a hint for all you wayward Episcopalians who haven’t been to Episcopalian Mass in the last 30 years… They (we), still go to the rail!… kinda different… but cool.  Damn! I totally like this bein’ an Episcopalian stuff.  I might have to get more into it.  Anyway, I totally screwed everything up.   And therefore the rest of my unfortunate party, following my lead, screwed it up too.  Always the adventurer, Jack followed me up to the front of the room.  Donna Maurillo is comfortable in just about any situation so she literally charged to the front… I’m sure that my Donna was pretty certain that I didn’t have a clue so she wisely hung back in the safety of the pews.  I’m sure that I was a total disappointment to Father Joel.  Pretty good bet that will be the last time he’ll ever invite me to attend his Episcopalian Mass…. sigh…

Oh yeah… today’s Mass was The Blessing of the Animals celebrating the Feast of St. Francis.  So Father Joel brought his dog and corn snake in for the blessing.  Afterward Donna held the snake.

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What a snake charmer… next she’ll start talking in tongues….

All in all, there weren’t any casualties, and we made it safely back to the parking lot.  But I’m thinking that I’m gonna have to do this more often… not sure how that’s gonna play out in the household though.

 

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