Heathen
“Hey yall! How was Mass?
“Mass was good Uncle Ernie.”
“Yeah, Mass was good. You should try it.”
“I leave that to you. I hope prayers were offered for my soul?”
“Prayers are always offered for everyone’s soul.”
“Always good to know.”
“Daddy, why can’t I stay home on Sundays and watch TV like Uncle Ernie?”
“Because you are not a heathen.”
“Ha!”
“What’s a heathen?”
“Someone who enjoys pleasure rather than going to Church.”
“Is that the same as a pagan?”
“No a pagan doesn’t believe what we believe.”
“Yes. I am not a pagan buddy. I was an altar boy. Even your dad can’t say that.”
“Why not?”
“Because he was a latecomer to the faith.”
“I converted.”
“And the converted are always the most fervent.”
“You are still a heathen.”
“Not even sure how you got up this morning, and got ready for Mass.”
“It was painful. But that is being a good Catholic.”
“So a heathen sleeps in late?”
“Only a Sunday buddy.”
“Mass was good Uncle Ernie.”
“Yeah, Mass was good. You should try it.”
“I leave that to you. I hope prayers were offered for my soul?”
“Prayers are always offered for everyone’s soul.”
“Always good to know.”
“Daddy, why can’t I stay home on Sundays and watch TV like Uncle Ernie?”
“Because you are not a heathen.”
“Ha!”
“What’s a heathen?”
“Someone who enjoys pleasure rather than going to Church.”
“Is that the same as a pagan?”
“No a pagan doesn’t believe what we believe.”
“Yes. I am not a pagan buddy. I was an altar boy. Even your dad can’t say that.”
“Why not?”
“Because he was a latecomer to the faith.”
“I converted.”
“And the converted are always the most fervent.”
“You are still a heathen.”
“Not even sure how you got up this morning, and got ready for Mass.”
“It was painful. But that is being a good Catholic.”
“So a heathen sleeps in late?”
“Only a Sunday buddy.”
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