Question: Why don't Bishop "slap" (lightly pat) on the cheek people when they confirm them? I heard Bishops don't do that anymore.
Quote: "My basic principle is that you don't make decision because they are easy: you don't make them because they are cheap. You don't make them because they are popular: you make them because they're right." - Fr. Theodore Hesburgh
Showing posts with label Confirmation. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Confirmation. Show all posts
Saturday, July 28, 2012
Tuesday, May 8, 2012
After Confirmation Mass and Names in the Future
Because of all the people at the Confirmation Mass I had to sit in the hurly-burly section of the church.
The Bishop said nothing about slapping the face of the Confirmation kids. He did give each of them a Holy Card of Blessed John Paul II as a souvenir.
After the two-hour afternoon Confirmation Mass, my dad and I went to a steakhouse to celebrate even though neither one of us was newly confirmed. And no, we didn't even know any of the newly confirmed.
The most popular confirmation name was Cecilia (chosen by five girls) followed by Theresa (two girls) and Genevieve (two girls). None of the other names were repeated. One girl chose Zoe. Is there a St. Zoe? Why, yes there is.
I suppose we'll have to wait many a year before there's a Saint Taylor or Saint Madison, but you never know. I really don't like those names and don't understand why parents name their girls after dead presidents. In future maybe there will be little girls named Bush and Obama. Bush Marie and Obama Grace could someday be playing princess. Then a new girl will come to school and she'll be Garfield Alana but is called Garfie for short. Garfield will become all the rage for baby girls and you can spell it Garfie, Garfi, or Garfy. Some young parents will then think they are cool and unique and spell it Jarfield because they don't understand phonics. When Jarfield Anne is in third grade, a boy will tease her and call her Jarhead. The boy's name will probably something like Hammer Scott, Wrench Michael, or Guard Elvis.
Just call me Eisenhower Brittany.
The Bishop said nothing about slapping the face of the Confirmation kids. He did give each of them a Holy Card of Blessed John Paul II as a souvenir.
After the two-hour afternoon Confirmation Mass, my dad and I went to a steakhouse to celebrate even though neither one of us was newly confirmed. And no, we didn't even know any of the newly confirmed.
The most popular confirmation name was Cecilia (chosen by five girls) followed by Theresa (two girls) and Genevieve (two girls). None of the other names were repeated. One girl chose Zoe. Is there a St. Zoe? Why, yes there is.
I suppose we'll have to wait many a year before there's a Saint Taylor or Saint Madison, but you never know. I really don't like those names and don't understand why parents name their girls after dead presidents. In future maybe there will be little girls named Bush and Obama. Bush Marie and Obama Grace could someday be playing princess. Then a new girl will come to school and she'll be Garfield Alana but is called Garfie for short. Garfield will become all the rage for baby girls and you can spell it Garfie, Garfi, or Garfy. Some young parents will then think they are cool and unique and spell it Jarfield because they don't understand phonics. When Jarfield Anne is in third grade, a boy will tease her and call her Jarhead. The boy's name will probably something like Hammer Scott, Wrench Michael, or Guard Elvis.
Just call me Eisenhower Brittany.
Saturday, May 5, 2012
Confirmation Thoughts
1) Tomorrow I am serving at the Confirmation Mass with the bishop. The parish lady called and said they need communion ministers. I said okay. I don't know any of the youth being confirmed, but that's okay. I'm happy to help out with such an important sacrament.
2) I was a teen-ager when I made my Confirmation. In my area that was normal. I think it's a good idea to be close to adulthood when making an adult decision. I believe it is a commitment to . . . uh . . . strive to be a good Catholic. Help, I need a review here. I felt like I was being commissioned to do something. We also got a light slap on the cheek to represent the hardships and battles we may face as we carry out our Catholic faith. This is not an educational post, as you can tell if you're still reading this paragraph.
3) I thought my Confirmation Mass was warm and fuzzy. It's a good memory. It felt special because it was special. I didn't like the felt stole I had to make though.
4) Our parish recently gave the option of having children confirmed in 8th grade instead of 10th grade. So many people drop out of religion class after being confirmed. Whereas, I had to take two additional years of religious ed and go to Confirmation classes. I think they changed it to make it more convenient for the parents.
5) Once I taught Confirmation classes. It was a watery curriculum, and my memories are rather vague. I do remember feeling like I was fulfilling my Confirmation promise.
6) One reason we were told to get confirmed was because we'll need it to get married in the church someday. It's kind of like saying you need 50 hours of behind-the-wheel lessons before getting your driver's license.
6a) This was when I was young and hopeful and just assumed life was going to work out the way I expected and I would get married and have children.
7) When I went away to college, I hardly went to Mass. Then it was parents' weekend, so of course I had to go to Mass since my parents were with me. What a surprise to go to the Newman Center and see my friends there with their parents. We didn't realize that we were all Catholic.
8) The priest at the Newman Center was a little "out there." My college friends and I were all a shocked at how unpriestly he was. I don't think he did anything wrong. He was a bit more "modern" then we expected. My home parish was little hippy-ish, but not like the Newman Center priest.
9) I have no idea if Father Newman Center was a good priest or not because I was not really paying that much attention and didn't know if he was off-track or not. Let's just assume he was a good priest doing good priestly work. It's not like I hung around the Newman Center to find out.
2) I was a teen-ager when I made my Confirmation. In my area that was normal. I think it's a good idea to be close to adulthood when making an adult decision. I believe it is a commitment to . . . uh . . . strive to be a good Catholic. Help, I need a review here. I felt like I was being commissioned to do something. We also got a light slap on the cheek to represent the hardships and battles we may face as we carry out our Catholic faith. This is not an educational post, as you can tell if you're still reading this paragraph.
3) I thought my Confirmation Mass was warm and fuzzy. It's a good memory. It felt special because it was special. I didn't like the felt stole I had to make though.
4) Our parish recently gave the option of having children confirmed in 8th grade instead of 10th grade. So many people drop out of religion class after being confirmed. Whereas, I had to take two additional years of religious ed and go to Confirmation classes. I think they changed it to make it more convenient for the parents.
5) Once I taught Confirmation classes. It was a watery curriculum, and my memories are rather vague. I do remember feeling like I was fulfilling my Confirmation promise.
6) One reason we were told to get confirmed was because we'll need it to get married in the church someday. It's kind of like saying you need 50 hours of behind-the-wheel lessons before getting your driver's license.
6a) This was when I was young and hopeful and just assumed life was going to work out the way I expected and I would get married and have children.
7) When I went away to college, I hardly went to Mass. Then it was parents' weekend, so of course I had to go to Mass since my parents were with me. What a surprise to go to the Newman Center and see my friends there with their parents. We didn't realize that we were all Catholic.
8) The priest at the Newman Center was a little "out there." My college friends and I were all a shocked at how unpriestly he was. I don't think he did anything wrong. He was a bit more "modern" then we expected. My home parish was little hippy-ish, but not like the Newman Center priest.
9) I have no idea if Father Newman Center was a good priest or not because I was not really paying that much attention and didn't know if he was off-track or not. Let's just assume he was a good priest doing good priestly work. It's not like I hung around the Newman Center to find out.
Tuesday, May 11, 2010
Post-MD
MD stand's for Mother's Day, and I purposely did not attend Mass. You see, all the moms I have had are gone. I am not a mom. There's a lot of pain involved when I am confronted with Mother's Day. It's hard going to church where mothers are glorified (as they probably should be), but I really feel like I lack so much. On Sunday, I had a thought that I am a Catholic failure due to not bearing children. Well, my life didn't go that route. Sometimes the church people forget that we single people exist.
Instead I went shopping with another single friend, and took my dad on some errands. I had a really good day. While walking in the store, another woman wished my friend and me a Happy Mother's Day. Automatically I said, "thank you." Then a little while later my friend and I talked about what to say to such greetings. I decided that thank you was the appropriate response. It's nice that people wish me a nice day, and I take any polite and cheerful greetings that come my way. My friend is an atheist and said she has to nagivate in a world that is so religious. Sure, she could choose to believe God. I've known for quite a while that she was an atheist. I gave her a homemade Easter card. She thanked me. Even though I knew she was an atheist, I gave her a card anyway. It was Easter, and I was in the mood to spread joy and blessings around. But I did pray for her the other night. But I am just going to be me, and not try to convert her. Besides, I am not a very good Catholic if I'm skipping Mass.
Yes, at times I miss my mother and my grandmother. And yes, it would have been nice to hold a newborn of mine. At times I feel like I have so much LIFE inside of me that I need to express in other ways.
I can't believe I almost forgot that my cousin wished me a Happy Godmother's Day. I was her Confirmation sponsor.
I should have gone to church.
Instead I went shopping with another single friend, and took my dad on some errands. I had a really good day. While walking in the store, another woman wished my friend and me a Happy Mother's Day. Automatically I said, "thank you." Then a little while later my friend and I talked about what to say to such greetings. I decided that thank you was the appropriate response. It's nice that people wish me a nice day, and I take any polite and cheerful greetings that come my way. My friend is an atheist and said she has to nagivate in a world that is so religious. Sure, she could choose to believe God. I've known for quite a while that she was an atheist. I gave her a homemade Easter card. She thanked me. Even though I knew she was an atheist, I gave her a card anyway. It was Easter, and I was in the mood to spread joy and blessings around. But I did pray for her the other night. But I am just going to be me, and not try to convert her. Besides, I am not a very good Catholic if I'm skipping Mass.
Yes, at times I miss my mother and my grandmother. And yes, it would have been nice to hold a newborn of mine. At times I feel like I have so much LIFE inside of me that I need to express in other ways.
I can't believe I almost forgot that my cousin wished me a Happy Godmother's Day. I was her Confirmation sponsor.
I should have gone to church.
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