I will never forget attending Mass at my grandmother’s Catholic church in Massachusetts for the Epiphany as a little girl. An obese, elderly priest flippantly skipped through sacred parts of the Mass. The entirety of his homily focused on the ‘most important’ part of the Epiphany – that the ‘wise men went home a different way’. (I still do not know what that means.)
Prior to the Consecration, he stared directly at my big family in our pew while instructing congregants not to kneel until after the Our Father. He was extremely displeased when my family knelt for Words of Institution; when we all received on the tongue, he was transparently disgusted. It came as no surprise to learn of his left-wing political leanings.
