Careless Catholics?
One day, our family of seven was waiting at the entrance of a crowded restaurant to be seated. The staff was obviously annoyed by by the intrusion of such a large party, and they ignored us, hoping we would go away.
Grinning back at the didainful looks shot in our direction, I recalled a conversation with my friend Judy. She is the mother of a large tribe, and would often be focus of stares and wonderment.
One day, a stranger approached her and Al in front of their kids and asked, "What are you guys? Careless Catholics?"
To this she smiled and replied, "No. . . We're Passionate Protestants!"
Grinning back at the didainful looks shot in our direction, I recalled a conversation with my friend Judy. She is the mother of a large tribe, and would often be focus of stares and wonderment.
One day, a stranger approached her and Al in front of their kids and asked, "What are you guys? Careless Catholics?"
To this she smiled and replied, "No. . . We're Passionate Protestants!"
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