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August 16, 2010 09:56:27 AM
Posted By David Ozab
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I went to Mass yesterday at the Carmel of Maria Regina—a Carmelite convent about ten minutes from home. This was my second visit there in three weeks, and though I don't see it as a permanent church home for my family it is a quiet, prayerful place that I enjoy visiting. After Mass, I was walking through the parking lot to my van. As I walked to the driver's side door, I heard a voice behind me. "I'm surprised to see you here with those on your bumper." He was referring to the three well-worn Obama campaign bumper stickers that have adorned our van for the last two years. This wasn't the first time I've heard a rude comment about them, but it was the first time I heard one in a church parking lot after Mass. How Christian of you, I thought, but I refused to counter his comment with one just as rude. Instead, I got in the car and started backing out. The parking lot is quite narrow so it took a few tries to pull out of the spot and straighten up without hitting someone. As I was about to drive off, I glanced over my shoulder. He stood there staring at my bumper stickers, like he could peel them off if he glared at them hard enough. "What?" I asked, knowing the answer. "What?" He sounded surprised that I was challenging him. I paused for a moment, wondering what I'd say next. When I opened my mouth again, I think the Holy Spirit was guiding me. "God bless you." His scowl transformed into a smile. "God bless you too." |
