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Dashing to Church - and Home again

I was baptized and brought up a Catholic.  But I am a Christian by conviction anyway.  I truly believe that faith in God is a very personal matter.  That is why I remain a practising Catholic while my husband and kids are Hindus.  I believe very much in religious freedom.

Some people totally disapprove of this, of course.  There are people in my Church who think I'm some kind of traitor.  Then there are people (admittedly a very small number) of my husband's community who think I am the worst kind of wife and mother, because I don't follow the same faith as my husband.  That's their problem.  If it's not a problem for me, why should it be for anyone else?  God is one.  It's just a matter of one's understanding.

Therefore, it came as something as a shock to me when my attending Church regularly was looked on askance and considered something of a disloyalty to my family.

I was asked on more than one occasion to reconsider 'leaving my family alone' on Sunday mornings to attend Church.  I found a solution.  I attend Church on Saturday evenings instead.  The Roman Catholic Church follows the tradition of observing the Sabbath from four o'clock on the previous evening.  So I go to Church on Saturday evening now.  Always.  My husband is usually out at work until late on Saturday evening anyway.  That leaves my Sunday free for my family.  It can take an hour to travel there and back and an hour for the service.  If I miss Saturday evenings and Sunday mornings, I can attend a service in St. Joseph's Cathedral in Hazratganj.  But generally, if I miss Saturday evening, it's difficult to attend Mass over the weekend.

According to the Bible Sunday is a day of rest.  That means we should only do essential work on that day, like cooking the food.  Sunday is not a day for washing the curtains.  However, in the absence of Saturdays off, sometimes Sunday is a day for catching up.

It just depends on your circumstances.

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