"I am the door. By me if any man enter in he shall be saved, and shall go in and out and find pasture." - John 10:9 At every parish where I have had the pleasure of attending services, there is always a small group of people who find their way all the way up to the church building but don't actually attend services. At one parish it was a group of male gypsies who talked on cellphones or smoked cigarettes. At another it was a few Protestant husbands who, though they never attended services, opened the parish doors for people as they filed in. At yet another parish the men stood in the narthex and chatted until it was time to receive and then got in line. Latin or Greek Catholic, Eastern or Oriental Orthodox I see the same small throng of men standing next to the front door, but not standing, sitting, or kneeling amongst the people. If it were me (and I can only speak for myself here) this option would be an unsavory one. The boredom would be immediate. The anxiety of som...
I will not comment on whether blessing toilet paper in a church is appropriate or not, but for what it's worth, I'll simply recount something I was told. A close friend of mine, during a period of time before I met her, spent years addicted to drugs, and even prostituted herself to get money for drugs. I thank God that with His mercy she has been able to rise above that life, and is now healthy, happy, and very much a contributing member of society. I don't ask her questions about her previous way of life, but once she told me, sort of "out of the blue," that one of the worst degradations she remembers from that time was the fact that she almost never had toilet paper available for use. When visiting other drug addicts who had housing (of whatever type), those folks never seemed to have toilet paper, either. It really surprised me that despite everything she had gone through (mostly because of her own poor choices) the lack of toilet paper was one of her most painful memories. Even though we may laugh at what this minister is planning to do by "Blessing the Toilet Paper," I agree with him that this is an important item for parishes to be collecting and giving away to people in need.
ReplyDeleteMy mom grew up in utter poverty. The would tear pages out of the phone book when they ran out of TP. Pro tip: rub the pages together to soften them up!
ReplyDeleteIt definitely left an impression: my uncle had to explain to his fiance why there was an entire closet in his apartment filled with nothing but toilet paper.