Sunday Foul Ups

I forgot to wear a stole!



I, in a flurry of activities before the 9.15 a.m. Mass, went to assist in giving communion without wearing a purple stole! Interestingly, enough no one seemed to noticed it or bothered to point it out to me. I only realised that when I was just about to give the communion to the altar servers. Not wanting to make any fuss, I decided to let it be and carried on. The sacristian, who I later confided in, who being an ex-Army personnel offered his take on this: in the Army, whenever something screws up just carry on as if nothing happened. If you make that correction, you make that mistake very noticeable and the whole world would know! "wise" words...



Maybe the next time I can go out to give communion, I shall do so with my hair disheveled and uncombed, just to see if the congregation are alert and noticed anything unusual. I'm sure there are a few aunties who couldn't wait to see priests making mistakes and are constantly on the lookout. But the thought of doing something like this and getting away with it sounds engaging!



Now, to do it... that's another matter!