Funny stuff

From the National Catholic Register with my emphases and comment:

11 Craziest Things I’ve Ever Heard in Church

by Matthew Archbold

1) Whispered by a father in the pew behind me to his children who were being a little noisy: “When we get to the car I’m testing all of you on what the gospel was. And if you get it wrong you’re dead.

2) Whispered by my daughter minutes before going up for her First Communion: “Dad, I think I’m gonna’ throw up.” (She did. Our parish priest later came to our home to offer her the Eucharist but she was still sick so we waited until the next week.)

3) Said by priest who noticed that two birds had flown into the Church and were dive bombing parishioners: “Oh, I know how to get the birds out of here. I’ll baptize them and then they’ll only come back twice a year on Christmas and Easter.” [I have a story about a bat and a wedding and gauzy white material that’s pretty funny.]

4) Deacon in January 2009: “There’s been a lot of talk about ‘hope’ recently and I think we’ve all gotten excited and inspired about it.” (I thought about raising my hand and saying “Not me” but I didn’t.)

5) Jesuit priest from the altar right after Communion: “Are the dancers ready?” Uh-oh.

6) Little girl talking to her younger sister just after Communion in the pew in front of us: “Ha ha. I get Communion but you’re too little.” This was accompanied by a little celebratory dance.

7) My nine year old daughter to my eight year old while walking into Church: “You have to sing because my teacher said you get twice the credit for praying if you sing.” That night they asked me if we could sing our nighttime prayers. I said no. [That’s the old “qui cantat bis orat” thing.  What they leave out is the “qui BENE cantat bis orat”.]

8) Priest: “Oh the Book of Revelation is a bunch of hooey.” [Fail.]

9) An usher said to me and my wife while handing us the bulletin: “Whoa five kids. You really take this Catholic thing seriously, huh?”

10) Priest at the beginning of Mass: “If this is your first time here, we do things a little differently…Now give the person next to you a hug.” [Not funny at all, really.]

11) During the homily a woman said to her husband: “This is a really boring bulletin.”

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  1. Gaz says:

    12) At the elevation, some pray piously, “My Lord and my God”. My son once yelled, “Bob the Builder”.

    13) The week after her Confirmation and First Holy Communion my daughter (9) heard the Gospel regarding the lost sheep. The previous night our chickens had escaped their coop. Searching for them had involved a lot of crawling under the house with a torch and checking out all the bushes to find the errant chickens. We had found all but one of them before we went to sleep. My daughter jumped up at first light and found the last of them just before we had to leave for morning Mass. The Gospel meant a lot to her that week.

  2. SonofMonica says:

    (14) Father elevated the fractured host and said “This is the Lamb of God who takes away this sins of the world. Happy are those who are called to his supper.” A child of probably 3 yelled in response “YAAAAAAAAY!!!!”

  3. Gregg the Obscure says:

    Right after “Lord, I am not worthy to receive You, but only say the word and i shall be healed” a young child yelled out “now!”.

  4. chironomo says:

    We had to bring our (then) 2 1/2 year old son to the “Teaching Mass” for our older son receiving confirmation. (That’s another tale to tell….). We had previously told the little guy that if he would behave well throughout the Mass, we would go to McDonalds after.

    At one point in the Mass, the Priest asked the Confirmation Students “What do we really receive when we come to Mass each week?” Our little guy blurts out the answer (loudly)…


  5. akaTheMom says:

    Only GOOD singing counts twice? I hate to disagree with you Father, but that’s not what Sr Agnes Marie told me in the 10th grade. [Well! There it is.] She heard my singing and said, “People who have lovely voices should sing out loud for the glory of God. You should sing even louder. If you offend the ear of God enough, He may decide to change that for you. But then again, He’s God, the Author of All Creation. If He can find beauty in the face of a warthog, He can surely find loveliness in the effort you’re making here.”

    So you see, Father? God like it when we ALL sing. Those of you who sing like angels and those of us who sing like warthog faces. God sounds good when they sing, but He looks good when I sing. The people around me ask, “He hasn’t struck he mute yet? He truly is benevolent and charitable.”

  6. teomatteo says:

    I overheard my 8year old nephew’s prayer (before mass started)….
    “Dear Lord let me be able to beat up Dan (his older bro.) – but not scar his face”

  7. cblanch says:

    We finished singing “We Three Kings” recently at the beginning of Mass and when it was finished my excited 3 year old screamed out, “Now how ’bout Frosty!”

  8. Sliwka says:

    A young Franciscian recently became a P/T Associate pastor at a parish I attend and has a very enthusiastic preaching style. Rhetoically, he was asking whether the Nativity story, and the stories that follow about the flight were children’s tales. Some little boy shouted out “NO!”.

  9. TNCath says:

    At Stations of the Cross one night, the old priest was accompanied by an altar boy carrying the cross. The poor kid wasn’t sure which way to go between stations. Finally, the old priest stopped the altar boy at the nearest station, and barked, “The Sixth Station: Veronica wipes the face of Jesus for the Second Time tonight!”

  10. Mark01 says:

    When my 2 and 3 year old boys asked why we had to go to church each week I told them because that was where God lived and we had to go thank Him for all that he has given us and praise Him. During the entire mass my boys were looking around asking, “Where’s God?! I want to see God! Is that God?!”

  11. mibethda says:

    And the story about the bat….?

  12. Doubtful Thomas says:

    For those who appreciate a darker kind of humor . . .

    I know of a priest who had an exceptionally nasty, troublesome parishioner. On Ash Wednesday, as he imposed ashes on her with the words “Remember that you are dust, and to dust you shall return,” had to banish some additional words that popped into his mind at that point: “And it won’t be soon enough!”

  13. Nan says:

    As I was walking from the parking lot to the church, a family with two children was ahead of me. The mother was carrying her young son. He had a plush dinosaur in each hand. She said to him “the dinosaurs have to be quiet during Mass.” He said “why?!?!?!?!?!”

    Note that the dinosaurs were quiet during Mass.

  14. xgenerationcatholic says:

    I read of a little boy who happily shouted “Avon calling!” when the chimes rang during Mass.

  15. AnAmericanMother says:

    “O Lord who made the ox and ass
    To kneel at heaven’s command . . . ”
    – and the dinosaurs too I guess.

    True story, from back when we were Episcopalians: my daughter had a slightly older friend who had already made her First Communion. As daughter was going up to receive for the first time, her friend yelled, “You won’t like it!” After receiving, looking as demure as it was possible for a skinny little tomboy to look, daughter stood up from the rail, walked around the side to her friend’s pew, put her hands on her hips, and yelled loud enough for the entire church to hear: “DID SO!”

    / parent face-palm.

  16. Cristero says:

    12) Several years ago, for our daughter’s First Communion on the Feast of the Holy Trinity in the Ordinary Form, the Priest intentionally had three women put on Chasubles and talk how they were each person of the Trinity for the homily. The three ladies then danced around a ribbon banner to show how they were one God but three persons.

    13) At the same Mass, our daughter almost received her First Communion from an EMHC instead of the Priest as the EMHC rushed ahead of the Priest.

  17. Tom Piatak says:

    When my sister was quite young, my Mom explained to her at Mass that the priest was changing the bread and wine into the Body and Blood of Christ. Seeing the missal, my sister asked, “Is the big red book his cookbook?”

  18. nhaggin says:

    N+1) When my wife was quite young, she turned to her mother once during the sermon and asked, loudly, “How does Baby Jesus nurse when he’s always in his daddy’s arms?”

    N+2) A year or so ago we heard a kid say “I’ve got to pee” right before the Consecration. After Mass Father asked the kid if he got his potty break.

    N+3) Last fall, after Father had finished the Collect and everyone was sitting down, my older son let loose with an enthusiastic “AAAA-MEN!” My younger son’s godparents, who were sitting in the next pew, found it quite inspiring.

  19. Supertradmum says:

    I was sitting behind a little family, with an adorable, but rambunctious little boy about three, who was having trouble appreciating the Mass at St. Mary’s Church in Hampstead many years ago. His parents corrected him several times, and finally bent over and said to him, “Come here, Nicholas.” The boy said very loudly, “Oh, oh, going outside.” And the small congregation had to stifle smiles, as the child was led outside. A few minutes later, parent and boy were back in the pew, where the child was angelic for the rest of the Mass.

    And, apparently, when I was three, my parents took me with them to Saturday afternoon Confessions, where there were lines in the aisle, of about five or six men. After a lady went in, I said, too loudly, “Mommy, a lady went in the Mens'” Obviously, I thought the confessionals were something else…

  20. GirlCanChant says:

    Once, after leading a particularly long psalm, as I was bowing towards the tabernacle, a little boy called out, “Yay!” I tried to convince myself that it was a “Yay, that was good” but I’m pretty sure it was more along the lines of “Yay, it’s over!”

  21. S. Murphy says:

    The old pastor of the parish where I grew up, assisting with communion at a side aisle one Sunday, saw someone head straight for the door after receiving Our Lord. He yelled over his shoulder a loud, John McGlaughlin-like “Good BYE!”
    On another occasion, as he hefted the bag containing the collection, in the sacristy, after Mass, was heard to remark, “NOW it’s a Merry Christmas!”

  22. Patikins says:

    Supertradmum: your post reminded me of a story my mom told me. Her youngest brother (probably three or four at the time) once asked why my mom and her sisters didn’t go to the bathroom before leaving for mass. He apparently thought the same thing as you did about “the box.”

  23. MJ says:

    I once heard a story about a priest who, for emphasis during his homily on the wickedness of the world, kept repeating (with more vigor each time), “Where is God? WHERE is God?? WHERE IS GOD?!” A little boy towards the middle of the nave cried, “I don’t know!!!”

  24. Supertradmum says:


    Ah, so we are “dated”, and in those days, churches did not have “gathering spaces” or “communal centers” with facilities….

  25. Henry Edwards says:

    I’d prefer to think that St. Augustine completed his aphorism, as follows:

    “He who sings well prays twice, while he who sing poorly prays not at all.”

    Well, maybe not literally on an individual basis (where a poor singer like me has got to hope that effort counts for something). But for this reason (among others) I often think a quiet Mass without music is more prayerful than one with poor music.

  26. loyalpapist says:

    When my family and I went camping up in the hills a couple of summers ago, we attended Mass at a little parish in a nearby town. Our youngest daughter, two yrs old, grabbed my face and said “Daddy, I Don’t See God in the Highest!!” she meant that she didn’t see the priest…

    She is also the one that would stand in front of me on the back of pew and sing the Gloria word for word by this time…

  27. rob_p says:

    My two craziest:

    Deacon: The mass has ended go in peace; Bishop: But not before I bless you

    Different parish, different deacon:

    Deacon: Karl Marx was right about religion.

  28. rob_p says:

    Forgot one:I was at a mission parish and an old religious priest was celebrating the Triduum for us. He opened his Good Friday homily with a joke.

    “Know why Jesus first appeared to women after the resurrection?It’s the fastest form of communication, telephone, tell a friend, tell a woman.”

    I don’t think the congregation of elderly women heard another thing he said.

  29. Supertradmum says:

    Can the craziest be an episode? Many years ago, I was at a Mass, where the stone floor of the Church in England, was strewn with herbs and spices, so that when the long procession of altar boys, deacons, and choir, with priest of course, walked on these herbs, etc. the smell was supposed to waft into the congregation like incense. The only problem was that some of the hot wax from one of the server’s candles dripped onto the herbs, causing, immediately, a fire. The upshot was that all the members of the procession had to stomp out the fire, and “the smoke filled the temple”…..The entire episode was awful.

  30. Charivari Rob says:

    Heard but not seen…

    Just before (or maybe it was just after) Mass, somebody went to the sacristy to ask Father to hear his confession. We all knew about from our pews because Father, in the midst of vesting (de-vesting?) bumped the switch of the cordless microphone to “on”. One of our stalwart ushers, who normally moves slightly creakily, moved like a kick returner on a broken-field touchdown to get there before anything of substance was broadcast.

    Seen but not heard…

    One Christmas, many years ago, I was serving Midnight Mass. I was to the side of the sanctuary, kneeling at whatever point in the Mass, when there was a sudden, soundless >POW!< and I was lying on the floor with someone on top of me! My fellow altarboy (we weren't serving the altar, must've been candle bearers or incense) had fallen asleep and keeled over on me! With soundless gravitas and savoir faire (and underlying humor) that would've done a cinematic English butler or old West undertaker proud, an usher took my friend by the heels and slid him out of sight into the sacristy behind us – and Monsignor never missed a beat.

  31. The Egyptian says:

    As a young boy my dad’s favorite teacher, Sister Mary Yvonne, told him sweetly, Ivo dear, please just mouth the words, it’ll count

    As a rowdy teen I had a habit of a late night life, plus being up to milk at 5:00 am every morning and then add in Father Joe’s 20 minute drone fest sermons at 9:00 am mass, I tended to fall asleep, one particular warm Sunday morn I proceeded to snore, Dad jabbed me in the ribs startling me and I responded quite loudly WHAAAT. We made a deal, I don’t snore he wouldn’t poke so hard.
    PS he slept through some too :>)

  32. Willebrord says:

    Early last semester, a pigeon flew into the chapel chased by a hawk. The poor pigeon was flying for his life the whole Mass, while the hawk was trying to get his food.

    At the beginning of the sermon, the celebrant says “Well if I’d known we’d have done a votive Mass of the Holy Spirit!”

  33. apagano says:

    Our oldest must have been around 2 at the time. After the Priest consecrated the Host and held it up for adoration, our son yelled out “JESUS” in the silent church. It amazes me still how quickly children can see what so many adults choose not to see.

  34. asophist says:

    About a dozen years ago, while I was in the choir loft singing with the schola at 10:00 am Latin (OF) Mass one Sunday at St. Agnes church in St. Paul MN, a pair of pigeons flew into the nave, right at the beginning of the Canon (the Roman Canon, BTW). They landed, one on each of two ledges on the right and left of the sanctuary, about 30 feet up, mirroring each other’s position. When the priest placed his hands over the oblation at the “Hanc igitur,” one of the altar boys rang the chimes, per usual. At that instant, as if right on cue, the two birds flew to the baldachin and roosted there, one on each side, again exactly mirroring each other’s position, just as though it were all correographed. They remained there, perfectly quiet and still, until the end of Mass. When the organ began the recessional and people started leaving, the birds flew down to the main aisle and walked side-by-side out the door with the people, just as though they were a married couple leaving Mass together. Those of us fortunate enough to have witnessed this could only attribute such a wonder to the workings of the Holy Spirit. I’ll never forget this amazing episode as long as I live!

  35. salve95 says:

    Once at Mass the priest began his homily. A child immediately started crying and his father carried him out. The priest yelled something like

    “No, wait, come back, the homily isn’t that bad!”

  36. Patikins says:


    It was also a time when having confessions in a confessional before mass was was common. Sigh. Luckily it still is at my current parish.

  37. maynardus says:

    Several years prior to Summorum Pontificum I was attending the (1970) Good Friday liturgy. At the time we had a new deacon who (almost) made up in enthusiasm what he lacked in formation. During the reading of the Passion he was reciting Pilate’s responses, being somewhat unfamiliar wih the text he suddenly exlaimed with great gusto and emotion: “WHAT have I WRITTEN? WHAT have I WRITTEN?” If those had been the actual words his emphasis and timing would have been perfect…

    The really sad part was that about 90% of the congregation seemed to miss it alotgether…

  38. Will Elliott says:


    After the Priest consecrated the Host and held it up for adoration, our son yelled out “JESUS” in the silent church.

    I can top that: at an early-1980s ordination Mass, after the fraction when the bishop held up the broken host overlapping in a V formation and proclaimed “This is the Lamb of God…”, my then three-year-old brother yelled out “PACMAN!”

  39. AnAmericanMother says:


    A few Sundays ago one of our lay readers got up and announced, “The Second Letter of St. Paul to the Philistines” and went right on as if nothing had happened. And nobody seemed to notice. . . . but you don’t want to ask, “Did you hear what I thought I heard?” right in the middle of Mass.

    Talked to some people afterwards and we all agreed, yeah, that WAS what we thought we heard.

  40. KristenB says:

    It was particularly hot Sunday morning in Omaha, Nebraska, and the church’s A/C was kaput. The windows were open, but weren’t doing much good.

    Monsenior got up to do the homily and said “You think this is hot? Think about hell.” He paused for a moment, gave us all “the look”, walked back to his chair, and proceeded to start the Creed.

  41. Mamma B says:

    The reader announced a reading “from the letter of St. Paul to the second Corinthians.” Apparently they must live next door to the first Corinthians.

  42. Narwen1 says:

    > A few Sundays ago one of our lay readers got up and announced, “The Second Letter of St. Paul to >the Philistines”
    Some years ago, we heard “A reading from the Letter of St. Paul to the Philippines”. (Apparently those missionary journeys went further than I realized…)

    Then there was the time Abraham took Isaac to sacrifice him at “Moria”. (From ancient Mesopotamia to the 3rd age of Middle-earth in one word !)

    I wasn’t there for this one , but boy, did I hear about it ! Genesis 15:17 became ” When the sun had set and it was dark, there appeared a smoking brassiere and a flaming torch, which passed between those pieces….”

  43. JoAnna says:

    When my oldest daughter was a toddler, she suddenly shouted, “Mom, you have BOOBIES!” right in the middle of the Consecration. Given that she was still breastfeeding at the time, I don’t know why she had only then realized that fact.

    We were attending Mass on the Feast of the Immaculate Conception, and Father’s homily was about how wonderful it must have been to have known Mary when she was alive, etc. He said, very dramatically, “I would love to know what Mary looks like, the color of her hair and eyes, how she talks. I would really love to meet Mary!” Dramatic pause… and a parishoner’s cell phone went off with the ringtone of “The Hallelujah Chorus.” Without missing a beat, Father said, “And I think she’s about to appear!”

  44. KristenB says:

    !) My drama teacher was sharing a story about how she managed to embarrass her mother, the priest and the deacon in one swoop.
    When she was 3 or 4, she had been given wonder woman underoos in her easter basket, and would not wear her easter dress without them. The Mass went without a hitch, and she behaved herself… up until Communion.
    She accompanied her mother forward to receive Our Lord. When her mother approached the priest, my teacher reached down, pulled up her skirt and said “Look what I got!!!” In the shock, her mother just drug her away, forgetting to receive Our Lord. It took both the priest and deacon a few moments to get over their shock.
    After Communion was finished, the Deacon sought out my teacher’s mother in the foyer to give her Communion.

    2) My mother was reader one day, and my daughter was learning to talk. We explained to her what was going on, and that MeeMee was going up to read to us from the Bible. She was very quiet until the end. We all responded and my mother stepped away to come back to the pew. As she was leaving the ambo, my daughter yells out “YAY MEEMEE!” and clapped her hands. I wanted to melt into the pew and die. Everyone else laughed.

    3) My little sister’s high school was putting on a production of “Do Black Patent Leather Shoes Really Reflect Up?” (btw- the young man playing the priest in the play is now in seminary). As we were waiting for my mother to finish helping in the sacristy, my father and I were sitting in the pew. He turns to me and says “we have to go to the high school, the confessional needs wheels”. To this day I have no idea why it was funny, but it still strikes me as giggle worthy.

    Ah… little ones, always a huge amusement!

  45. KristenB says:

    And like another reader, my daughter often pointed the consecrated host and said “*gasp* JESUS!”

  46. While growing up, my mom and her nine siblings belonged to a small country parish. The story goes that one Sunday they were late for Mass (which happened pretty often) and had to sit in the very front pew of the small church. My mom’s brother, then 3 or 4, had a pocket full of marshmallows. When he pulled them out of his pocket, they went flying everywhere and he yelled ” Oh, my mushmellows!”

    When my younger brother was 2 or 3, we went to Mass one Sunday where the Knights of Columbus were assisting in their full regalia (hats, swords, capes, etc.) As soon as he saw them process in at the beginning of Mass, my brother yelled, “Look daddy! Pirates! And they’ve got swords, too!”

    Another time, the lector read in an Old Testament reading something to the effect of “lying prostate on the ground.”

  47. Girgadis says:

    One of the Franciscans at a nearby church was quite advanced in age but still publicly offered Mass daily. Once, after fumbling around for words during the prayers of petition, he gave up and said “oh, Lord, you know who I mean – that saint whose feast we celebrate today but whose name I forgot”.

    Overheard from a little girl during the Eucharistic acclamation:
    “Christ is God
    Christ has rhythm
    Christ will come again”

    Years ago, before I was married, I was asked to be a bridesmaid in a friend’s wedding. Her father-in-law, always the klutz, dropped the bowl of unconsecrated hosts on the floor as he and his wife were bringing up the gifts. As he scurried to gather them up, his wife admonished him: “Kiss them up to God before you put them back in that dish ! “

  48. Daniel Latinus says:

    At Mass one morning, the priest was reading the announcements before the sermon.

    “The St. Eugene’s Pro-Life Committee is holding a St. Patrick’s Day Dinner Dance. Those who are interested should contact Gerhard Schmidt, the Irishman.”*

    *I forgot the actual name of the contact, but I did remember the contact’s ethnicity, and that his full name reflected it.

  49. Gaz says:

    Late last year I attended an EF Mass. There was a family there with 2 young children. The younger one began yelling pretty early on in the Mass, right at the words, “Et clamor meus ad te veniat”. I thought it was completely appropriate.

  50. Supertradmum says:

    One more..many years ago, my family lived in a very small, country town in the Western part of England. We were active in the local Catholic church, choir, RCIA, and other things. One year, before Midnight Mass, we were helping the priest get the Church ready before the choir started singing 45 minutes before 12:00. Father D. asked me to reserve four pews way in the back, two on either side of the aisle, with reserved signs. “Make sure you remove the signs right before Mass starts,” he advised. When I asked him the details, he answered, “Ah, every year I save places for the drunken workmen who come in from the country, but I do not want them to know I save these spots.” Two minutes before 12:00, I left the choir and took down the signs. Within the minute, about twenty-two “happy”, drunken, but respectful young men piled into the pews. They stayed the entire Mass, and I must say, they have wonderful voices and sang every hymn loud and clear. I am sure until Father D. retired, that this custom continued for many years.

  51. Dr. Eric says:

    I know for a fact that I’m not the only person who has accidentally said “prostate” instead of “prostrate” when acting as lector.

    (I have many patients who actually refer to the organ as “the prostrate.”)

  52. I once had a priest (who was actually pretty liberal – orthodox, but very Catholic Worker) who gave the greatest homily of all time. For the life of me, I can’t remember which Gospel, but it was one of the “harder” Gospels in which Our Lord speaks clearly about the possibility of going to Hell.

    He said, “Most priests are right now trying to explain to you how Jesus didn’t mean what he just said. But I just can’t do it this year.” He then sat down, waited about five minutes, and then started the Creed.

  53. Hans says:

    Sliwka says:

    A young Franciscan recently became a P/T Associate pastor at a parish I attend and has a very enthusiastic preaching style. Rhetorically, he was asking whether the Nativity story, and the stories that follow about the flight were children’s tales. Some little boy shouted out “NO!”.

    Okay, that is funny, because sounds exactly like my parish just west of Chicago.

  54. Stvsmith2009 says:

    These all remind me of a story from a Catholic friend in Australia.

    It seems her parish priest was gone on a trip. The priest who was filling in was an all business Irish priest. It was in the heart of football season in Australia, and a good number of parishoners were slipping out of the parish before dismissal to get home in time to watch football, much to the Irish priests frustration. This had taken place on two straight Sunday’s. The Irish priest told my friend he was going to put a stop to the early exits. The next Sunday, before the Mass began the priest said the following: “Before we begin Mass today, I want you all to keep one thing in mind. Judas was the only one to leave the Last Supper early.” No one left early again.

  55. Jayna says:

    “Deacon: The mass has ended go in peace; Bishop: But not before I bless you”

    That is hilarious.

    One of mine is quite recent. I just moved up to Chicago a couple of weeks ago and on the Sunday that the Packers played the Bears (last week maybe?), the celebrant starts the homily talking about how he knows that there are always a lot of out-of-towners coming to Mass at the cathedral and that he was sure that some of them were from Wisconsin (cue tittering from the congregation). And then he says, “If there are some of you here, and I’m sure there are, just know that we’ll be here to console you.” He went on to say that there would probably be conflicting prayers sent up that morning, but that God would sort it all out. Well, we all know the outcome of that game, but at the time it was funny.

    Another was a biannual occurrence. On Gaudete and Laetare Sundays, a former priest of mine would always remind everyone that “Father is resplendent in rose, not pretty in pink.” Even though his vestments were undeniably pink.

  56. AnAmericanMother says:


    Our former Parochial Vicar, a fine young man who has since headed off for greater things in the hierarchy, used to announce every Gaudete Sunday that he was wearing Rose, because “this brother does NOT look good in pink!”

    He shook up this ever-so-slightly stuffy suburban parish a bit, all to our good, while always being straight-up orthodox and on fire for Christ. Good confessor too. We miss him (nobody is ever likely to forget the “Oh, How I Love Jesus!” Homily, or the Power Ranger Homily. Sounds kinda silly but his preaching really is remarkable, and doctrinally sound.)

  57. Ben Yanke says:

    Deacon: The mass has ended go in peace; Bishop: But not before I bless you

    That’s good!

    rob_p, that didn’t happen to be in Wisconsin, did it?

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