And Right on Cue, the Religion Train Comes Barreling Through My Door
Yet still I wasn't quite prepared when I went to church with my family while I was in Ontario and as we were leaving the priest leaned in and asked...so when are we going to baptize that baby?
How about: I don't know. I'm still thinking about it. I'm not entirely sure we're even going to baptize her?
Had I said that, I would have been responsible for near certain heart attacks to my grandparents, and some heavy duty disapproval from the parental generation.
We Catholics are notorious for flashing the purgatory card at anyone even considering not baptizing their child; we're into scare tactics. But here's the thing about that - I have a hard time believing God is going to let an innocent child live in limbo because their parents wouldn't baptize them...at least the God I believe in.
I'm still trying to sort myself out when it comes to religion, so why do I have to be so quick to commit my daughter to the one I'm not entirely sure I want to belong to myself?
Because that's what Catholics do.
To most of you this is probably an easy problem. If you're not sure, don't baptize her, right?
Well one of the other things Catholicism is good for is guilt. We love to lay it on...we practically bathe in it.
So for now I'm going to play the "maybe if I don't talk about it, everyone else will forget about it" hand - though I'm guessing that's only going to buy me about a month of time.