The 20 Tips are getting around. Again.
I got this via e-mail:
Good morning (here) Fr Z!
I think my pastor reads your blog! Somebody at the office does anyway. They do a "big mailing" every lent and advent and it has a letter from the pastor, a prayer book and some general info. Printed on the last page of this one was your 20 tips for making a good confession! [LAST page? All my life… last name starts with Z… always on the last page. Well, we just see about that. Someday… someday… HA!]
When I read the title I thought, "How funny, Father Z has something just like this!" Then I read on and thought, "Hey! I’ve read this before!" Sure enough, down at the bottom is your name and website. That’s why I think it’s my pastor who reads it, because the letter says your website is "excellent" and I don’t think he’d endorse it if he didn’t read it.
The internet makes the world a really small world, doesn’t it? [Sure does.]
[Sappy mode ON]
Well, you’re always first in our book, Father.
[Sappy mode OFF]
Do we have to mention “and the last shall be first”? No, I didn’t think so… I’d be ecstatic to see such a list in my parish bulletin (they’re not bad but nowhere near this good either).
Peter: You can always make sure your parish priest gets a copy. Maybe he will print it.
Fr. Z: I would, but unfortunately our Pastor has had to retire due to age and health reasons and we’re unlikely to see a new Pastor appointed until some time right around Easter. We currently have a retired priest in “partial” residence but that’s about it.
Our entire sacramental life is kind of ad hoc right now – I don’t blame anyone involved as they’re all doing what they can with very limited resources, but it has been hard on all of us. It has given a rather interesting perspective on Lenten sacrifice, and perhaps, we hope, created a greater hunger for a more full sacramental life when our new pastor is appointed. I hope he likes Latin! And maybe, just maybe, good music…
Well, Fr. Z, that’s why I have my link list in *reverse* alphabetical order. As a fellow end-of-the-alphabeter in real life, I commiserate. ;)