All over the place for the past few days I have been reading about Rod Dreher and his move from Roman Catholicism to Orthodox.
It’s all been critical. I don’t need to add to that. I don’t need to go down that road. Suffice it to say, on that subject, that I think it’s a loss to the Church anytime someone leaves. And some prayers for Mr. Dreher’s intention wouldn’t hurt.
A little of what’s been said has hit home with me, though. I think that with the exception of the first three years of my life, I haven’t spent even a year in my “territorial parish.”
That’s right. I’m a Parish-Hopper. I grew up a Parish-Hopper. And I’ve taken my husband with me. I don’t need to go into all the gory details. All I want to say is that we carefully and prayerfully considered our decision about the place where our family will worship. We are committed to our Church and to our parish.
So all the remarks about Mr. Dreher’s “consumerist” approach would apply to us as well, though we haven’t changed denominations. But we’ve landed in a parish that is not ashamed to be Catholic, and we’re happy to be there.
Just had to get that off my chest.