(Hopefully, part 1 of several)
Well, the religion question is now more or less moot. Turns out J (the woman) is in the process of converting to Catholic (I was wrong guessing Southern Baptist...she grew up Methodist), and is shopping around churches. Additionally, she's more of a traditionalist Catholic, very much like me (well, when I'm practicing, anyway). We both don't have much patience for the praise music and hand-holding (I think of it as the Protestantization of the Catholic Mass), and prefer our churches somber, structured, and actually housed in a real actual church building, with pews and kneelers. For those of you familiar with UML, J and I agree on the definitions of the stereotypes «priest», «church», and «mass» (fitting, since I met her in a UML class I was teaching).
Further interestingly, she's going to be going this weekend to the church my friend D got married in New Year's Eve (see my January 1 post), which is one of the candidates I've been considering. If I weren't going to be in MO this weekend, it'd be a perfect time to check it out myself. As it is, I told J she'd have to let me know what she thinks, since we seem religiously compatible. (See Resolutions 2006).
2 comments:
Is it true that you can't leave the Catholic Church? What if it's to Eastern Orthodox? And what about this 'Under Pain of Death'? Oh, wait! Wrong Religion! Is it only 'Eternal Damnation'?
Anyway, Good Going on the Non-Date!
Well, clearly, you can leave the Catholic Church (my brother has, and a friend of mine has converted to Episcopalian), but I'm sure that in the eyes of the Church, they're Lost. Of course, me being divorced has probably earned me an express ticket to Hell as well. Oddly, that's part of why my brother converted away. When he and his wife were separated for a while, she started going to a different church (presumably, to avoid the Catholic Guilt (TM) of her likely divorce). When they reconciled, she kept going to the other church, and he converted with her. They seem more religiously involved than ever, and I find it hard to call it a Bad Thing, though I'm sure it causes Mom some concern.
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