"Your efforts in the missionary position have not gone unnoticed..."

[sandyRoe]

This morning, in the moments between sleep and wakening, I think I may have seen an apparition. I believe it was St Brigid, the rightful patron saint of Ireland.
She was a sturdy, ruddy faced, woman with boots clabbered in mud and cow dung. If she hadn't been festooned with the reed crosses that bear her name I might not have recognised who she was.
"Sandy," she says to me, "while your efforts in the missionary position have not gone un-noticed, it's time to call it a day with those AB atheists. They are all, each and every one, beyond any human help. You'd be as well saving your breath to cool your porridge."
My question is this. Should I discuss this with my confessor when next I see him?

[HowardKennitby]

I too am a sinner and I am awaiting the instruction to broach the brandy. Mery et Fils it is. I hope it is worth the effort.

[jomifl]

Broach the Brandy Howard.

[sandyRoe]

But remember, moderation in all things is the secret of happiness here in this valley of tears.

[boxtops]

Sandy, come and join us here, praise Ab Editor

[sandyRoe]

Start off praising the Ab Editor and end up an acolyte of Pan or Bacchus. The people on that thread don't know how deceptive the primrose path can be. It seems, at first glance, to be a bit of harmless fun but they could well end up on the menu at some Dionysian revel.

[sandyRoe]

"Do priests make any sacrifices?"
I came from a time and place where even the most pushy parents wouldn't aspire to have a child train to be a priest. But the parents of a school friend guided him towards a life in the Christian Brothers. I know that his true ambition had been to join the RAF.
I hope that he didn't sacrifice his entire life in order to please his parents. If he did then I feel he wouldn't have had much of a life, or been much of a Brother in Christ.

[jomifl]

Moderation in ALL things? does that principal apply to proselytising? I suspect not.

[sandyRoe]

There too. We lay out our stall like a market trader. Working in all weathers, sweating in the baking heat of Summer, and in Winter while many are cold few are frozen.

[vetuste_ennemi]

<<... but few are frozen>>
Come,come, Sandy.
But thanks for the Yeats reference; I was previously unfamiliar with the poem.

[sandyRoe]

I can only say in mitigation that it was very early and my blue pencil wasn't functioning when I punned on Matthew 22:14