re: #74 SanFranciscoZionist

Yup. Went to have our child baptized in 2005, was told “no one really believes in limbo any more” by the priest. Far cry from my own first foray into the world, in which my paternal grandmother sent a vial of holy water with my dad when they took me at 3 days to see my maternal (Protestant) grandparents. In case of car accident, my salvation was there, in one ounce of liquid.

I’m not picking on my grandma, by the way, who was soundly rejected by the church she loved, because she divorced my grandfather who always ran around on her, and left her at age 21 with 3 young boys and no means of income. She was never allowed to take communion again, but went every Sunday with her handkerchief on her head to hide herself from God.

There is reason why I can’t call myself Catholic anymore.