Wednesday, January 31, 2018

Oh well.

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Everything I could pour into getting ready was burned.  A standing bath, washing hair, figuring out the outfit, tying the tie, even just a dot of aftershave.  Not too much, just enough to hopefully seem appropriate.  I couldn't actually shave, no mirror where needed, with running water and working drain.  I did what I could with the trimmer.

All that, and yet I was pretty sure.  More yet to do and it was done.

Then the drive.  With rush hour, something I had not calculated, the drive was roughly an hour and an half.  Thankfully I planned with plenty of time, arriving an hour early.  Actually, time wasn't making sense when I was ready, so it was just literally a hope and a prayer.  So I read, since I was early.  Then, as the time approached, I found a place where I could see both parking lots and a back entrance.  Time. rolled. by.  To the time.  Late.  Later.  Too late.  I... was pretty sure there would be no one there.  Yes, I knew.  Not saying I knew why.  Probably, not for certain. Yet.

One outright refused to schedule a confession, one accepted but did not show.  A pattern?  I will call tomorrow.  Will someone answer?  I won't reschedule.  I will ask if I am being excluded.  I don't know if they would tell me.  A lot of politics, government and other big money, and darkness, in the church.  But it mostly isn't out in the open.

President Trump, if you want to save religion in America, stop federalizing it.  If the church leadership can survive without our money they can completely ignore our input. Big money already has an outsized input.  Add the fed, and states, and all the poison that comes with it, and you won't end up subsidizing, sustaining, faith, you will end up murdering it.  If that is truly what you want, I'd advise you to be much more cautious with your wishes.

It was foretold that a time when confessions, the Eucharist, and such would become rare.  While my circumstances might be rarer, isn't it the canary which spells doom?  I'll... try, again, sometime, somewhere.  Exhausted.  I tried.  As bp is going...  Soon, just in case.

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