Doc Bubbles finds this a very strange and unsettling time, this catechumenate. A lonely time. She has left behind friends at the Methodist Church. Her husband is annoyed when he isn't just making light of it. There seems to be no clear schedule of classes to guide her through the five months she has to wait before making confession and availing herself of the sacraments. They say you cannot be an internet Orthodox but that is mostly all she has.
Still, at Thanksgiving Dinner, she reported being thankful for that she was still, at her advanced age, learning new things. She did not specify what things, as it was a small but very religiously diverse group of people who this year managed not to get into any conversations that would make her and Mr. Crackles feel persecuted. In fact, they had a very enjoyable time, especially when they played the game Story Cubes. The silliness reminded her of the last time she taught Sunday School at the Methodists when she had the children make up a game using random objects, as an object lesson in why God provides the Ten Commandments. She felt a pang of missing those the kids and knew that, even if someday she taught SS at the Orthodox Church it wouldn't be so playful. Perhaps she will look into becoming a Big Sister.
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