Could you at least look at me???

I went to Mass at a parish that was not my home parish this weekend. I was visiting a friend out of state (friend is not Catholic) and just picked the parish closest to her house for Sunday morning.

It was as if the entire congregation, including the pastor, decided: "Let's just get this thing over with."

I was disappointed on a lot of levels. The Gospel yesterday of Jesus helping the woman caught in adultery is such a rich, poignant story, I was hoping for a truly insightful sermon. On another level, no Mass should be anything less than magnificent, and that's on all who attend.

One of my biggest pet peeves is, at the Sign of Peace, when people around you give you the dead fish hand shake, mumble something, and move on to the next person without even looking at you. I mean, come ON, people! If you are really, truly, going to wish the person next to you the peace of our Lord Jesus Christ, do it consciously!! Be present! Look me in the eye!

I know: Christ was present, Body, Blood, Soul & Divinity. That is great. But yet, it wasn't great. It was...eh. It was...bleh. It was an unconscious, not-wholly-present, I've-got-better-things-to-do Mass.

We can do better, can't we?

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