The Post Where I Don’t Complain

This is the post where I don’t complain about the cheesy African Drum song that we sang before Mass began.

This is the post where I don’t complain about hospitality hosts that roam up and down the aisles during the first five minutes of Mass looking for open seats.

This is the post where I don’t complain about dismissing the children for their own private liturgy.

This is the post where I don’t complain about the three bratty screaming girls sitting in front of me at Mass, likely the result of never having had to sit through Mass because they used to get their own private liturgy.

This is the post where I don’t complain about homilies that are simply a string of Chicken Soup for the Soul stories with no real substance.

This is the post where I don’t complain about applause during Mass, specifically applause for someone singing Ave Maria as a Communion meditation song (kind of ruins the meditation atmosphere with thunderous applause, not to mention the inappropriateness of applause in the liturgy to begin with as stated by Pope Benedict XVI).

This is the post where I don’t complain about the extraordinary number of people who left right after Communion, kind of like Judas.

This is the post where I don’t complain about anything and I pretend that today’s liturgy was beautiful and drew me closer to God. Well done St. Mary’s, well done.

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