Everything You Knew is Wrong

Can someone please remind me when it was that Dawn Eden became the go-to gal for Catholic theology questions? As opposed to… someone with a theology degree? Or even–let’s go hog wild here–any one of the many priests, brothers, and sisters who have blogs these days?

This isn’t even a cradle vs. convert thing…it just struck me as odd.

I guess that people are inclined to ask their own friends before consulting experts; certainly I’m guilty of that.

After getting all of this set up, I had wanted to write a bit more of a substantive debut. I’m too tired, though. My body has decided to stage a rebellion and inform me that it can no longer manage on three hours of sleep. It rebels, making me curl up and snooze at 10 pm on weeknights, and sleep for most of the weekend.

This is relevant to the topic of this blog. Really. See, I haven’t been to Mass since Ash Wednesday–working on Sundays means that I can go at 8 am or not at all, and I grew up going to 5:15 Saturday evening Mass ans I strongly dislike it.

I ought to stop the excuses, but I still haven’t found anywhere comfortable for me to go as a single young adult. It’s easier to make excuses not to do something that makes me so uncomfortable and makes me feel so out of place. Even when it’s something that I ought to do and am in fact obligated to do.