We park a block from church. As we hike to where we hope the entrance is, we engage in conversation with a woman, seeming to make a good connection. I consider asking if we can sit with her, so we may follow her lead during the service. But she breezes inside and scurries away – so much for our connection.
The facility is smartly contemporary: open and airy. The altar is in the center of the sanctuary, with chairs (not pews – and no kneeling rails) positioned around it. I estimate it seats over four hundred, with about 240 present, mostly middle age and older. Though a college parish, I don’t see many students.
The worship team is vastly different then our past two Roman Catholic experiences, consisting of a guitar, bass guitar, drum set, and piano. Along with four vocalists, three of the instrumentalists also have mikes. Their songs are likewise contemporary, albeit unfamiliar.
For the Eucharist, I realize I can still have the spiritual experience of Holy Communion without actually going forward to physically receive the elements. Even so, their process distracts me, and I miss connecting with God during the ceremony.
Afterwards I spot a friend, lingering to talk to her. Candy and I also chat briefly with the priest; he recognizes we’re visitors but makes no effort to learn our names. This might be because he’s distracted by a member hovering about, impatient to talk to him.
Given time, I suspect I could find a comfortable and meaningful rhythm in Catholic services. However, even though this parish was friendlier than the other two, I still feel that making personal connections at Catholic churches presents a challenge. This is troublesome, since the community aspect of church is important to me.
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