A family member and I got into a huge argument last night. This family member is leaving the Catholic Church and being baptized into the Baptist Church. Normally, I would just be like whatever and put up a token protest. Of course, there is a complication. Namely 3. I am Godmother to this person's children (2 of 3 and would have been to all 3 if the pastoral administrator hadn't gotten creative.) I reminded (as nonconfrontationally as possible...but you've read my blog...) that they and I had gotten up before the Catholic Church and promised to raise these children Catholic. Needless to say, this person took exception to be reminded of the Baptismal promises. This person claimed they never had a choice to be baptized. I accepted that reminded them that they stood up since then 3 times to baptize these children. I got a lot of well the children think Mass is boring. The homilies are boring. There is nothing the Church offers the children like Vacation Bible School and bible study. They aren't learning anything in PSR. I tried to remind them that it is their responsibility as parent to teach. I also reminded them that the world is boring and you'd just better get used to it. What happens when they (they are in 3rd and 1st grade) find school boring? Are you just going to stop going? Oh they love school... I tried to tell her that religion is not a shoe, it is not about a "fit" Then I was reminded of my responsibilities as a godparent and how I've utterly failed. Which I freely admit and accept. I have done a terrible job. But I couldn't just let this go. Needless to say, this has escalated to Facebook, where terribly unChristian things are being said. (I'm thinking this baptism isn't going to stick either).
Needless to say I didn't fall asleep until 5 am because I was so upset and only slept for 2 hours. Two hours of horrible dreams of black tendrils pulling at me, pulling me down. Fell back asleep at 10 for two more hours. I'm totally out of it.
I confess to almighty God
and to you, my brothers and sisters,
that I have greatly sinned in my thoughts and in my words,
in what I have done and in what I have failed to do,
through my fault,
through my fault,
through my most grievous fault;
therefore I ask blessed Mary ever-Virgin,
all the Angels and Saints,
and you, my brothers and sisters,
to pray for me to the Lord our God.