#she thinks she’d be a great presbytery cat

[thiswaycomessomethingwicked]

Every so often I remember my desire to be a Catholic priest and am sad that I can’t be one

Not that I’m particularly devout—I’m not. My relationship with the Other/Divine/Whatever is dubious at best. But all the roles a priest plays in the parish are things I love and would be good at.

I’m also really good at talking to people about their own faith and struggles and such.

When I’m a few glasses of wine in, there’s a part of me that’s like “yeah, you were a weird, probably queer-adjacent (as we would term it in 2023), parish priest in your past life in like 1255 Italy.”

#quiet night in #been having a few glasses of the fumé blanc which is a great wine #Watson agrees that I should be a parish priest #she thinks she’d be a great presbytery cat #my religious upbringing was All Over The Map #but Catholicism stuck best in terms of where I align myself if I had to choose one #that’s not like Unitarian #I love the Unitarians