Richard Rohr’s topic for meditations this week is “Eucharist”. Sore spot with me. My decision to dissociate myself for Catholic worship came as a result of the Church’s teaching about exclusivity, that is, only Catholics (in good standing) can receive. Many priests offer a blessing if someone comes forward and holds their hands over their heart. Sounds to me like a way for people too embarrassed to sit in their pews so they are less noticed and perhaps less likely to be judged. When I go to a Catholic funeral or wedding, I wait and listen for the priest to either tell people that they cannot receive or refrain from saying anything. I will go up for communion if nothing is said.
Going to communion is one way to show my oneness with the those I am there for, either in death or marriage or any other celebration. If the bond is really close, such as a relative, I may go even if the priest is exclusive. The relationship takes precedence over my stubborn need to make a statement (as though anyone is watching).
Refraining is a way to show oneness with those others who are being excluded. If I go forward for the blessing I feel it still violates the oneness I feel with them. I was at funeral recently and sat next to a woman who is not Catholic but I know her to be very pious. She appreciated the invitation to blessing and I could see by the look on her face that she was indeed blessed. I sat there angry as hell because I think she should have been able to take the bread. Holy of me, huh!
Before I end I have to mention that technically I am not worthy to receive the Eucharist, Catholic or not. I am not practicing faith. I am what some in the Church would call “fallen away.” I don’t feel fallen away. I feel that I have veered to another path where I have found community and other practices that feed my soul. Going to a Catholic mass is like coming home to visit. I am still a member of the family whether other members agree or not. I enjoy the rituals and words as they stir those sacred moments I remember from my childhood. Because I continue to see myself as part of the Catholic family, I maintain the right to have an opinion and the right to eat at the table if I so choose.