Die Buchwalds

This past weekend I got elected. Or became a member of the elect. Or I had my rite of election. Whichever way you’d wish to say it, I went down (up?) to Erie and participated in the rite of election with all the other candidates and catechumen. Hopefully at least one of them is comfortable with their ability to spell that word. It was a pretty awe-inspiring event, as tons of people were there to take yet another step on their journey towards becoming Catholic.

While I can’t remember his exact words, Bishop Trautman was immensely welcoming. His words and tone, and they way he looked at me just radiated a sense of welcome and was filled with total genuiness (which may or may not be a word). It was such a wonderful feeling, and you should all go out and experience it right now. Or maybe next year. Either way, it made me feel like this was absolutely the right path for me to be on.

I also find it tremendously amusing that Amy is my godparent, just because I can imagine having that conversation with our future children. Let the good times roll.

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Tomorrow, the first Sunday of Lent, Mr. B & I will travel to the cathedral in Erie for the Rite of Election. He/we’ll participate in this rite with the rest of the RCIA class, but the rest of the journey to Easter Vigil will be celebrated at the parish where we were married because we spend our Sunday mornings there. Even though this is only the second major rite, it feels good to finally be in the home stretch on this section of our journey together.

Please remember everyone who has a hand in the RCIA process tomorrow as the journey towards Easter Vigil continues.

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I’m being sucked into posting about Lent. I once lent this thing to this person and they had the nerve to not bring it back! Of course I’m not talking about that lent. Because that’d be silly and boring. And my wife just kissed me. That’s not terribly relevant, but it was nice.

I haven’t really thought much about what Lent means to me since I haven’t really [fully] experienced it. Amy’s making me participate this year, which is only right, what with me going through RCIA and pushing forth through the murky depths of confusion and into the light of Catholicism. How’s that for a metaphor? (What’s a metaphor, you ask? Why it’s for sheep to graze in! *ba-dum-ching*)

I have this idea that part of this Lenten experience will be me giving up eating pretzels during the forty days. This may seem minor to you, and hardly any form of suffering as penance or what not, but you’d not be understanding what pretzels mean to me. Pretzels are my staple food (I feed them to my staples). I eat pretzels very very often. Giving up pretzels would be a huge sacrifice for me. I have this other idea that another part of it will be exploring just want Lent means, and so I’ll have to let you know once I make that discovery.

Maybe sometime during Lent I’ll make a few Lenten comics for Fodi (Not for children).

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All I can think of is… who the heck is this guy:

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My dear wife finds it amusing that I hadn’t heard the song “Blue Christmas” before. Apparently some guy named Elvis was responsible for it. Regardless of this, today I heard four different versions of the song. Porky Pig sang in the first of them. I do not believe that this Elvis guy sang any of them. I’m beginning to think he must be dead or something. Probably was pretty unpopular. I bet porky made the song famous.

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