Today, Gentle Reader, and it pains me to tell you this, my husband and I were officially labelled as 'lapsed'.
A Lapsed Couple
Yes, the parish we've been in (and coughing up for) for the last couple of decades suddenly noticed us.
I should have sat at the front in a mantilla sooner.
We have been invited to a series of meetings for, as I say, the lapsed, where we can explore the basics of the Faith, who we are, where we are going, and I suppose, how we are going to get there, in a relaxed, non threatening environment. Which is sweet.
An alpha wave, denoting relaxed state
When I first read the letter, I laughed out loud. Then I felt slightly aggrieved. I would love to more regularly attend my own parish. Unfortunately, it doesn't offer the Latin Mass, so we have no option but to travel whenever the Mass is available. We have ended up unrecognised in our own parish, in spite of still regularly worshipping there. It's really rather sad.
We come in peace...
But as the Latin Mass refreshes the parts other Masses don't reach, what is the option?