Catholic and Enjoying It!
I’m off to Abbottsford, British Columbia for the weekend to eat bacon and maple syrup and talk about Our Lady with some lovely folk. This is what professional missiologists call “acculturation”. I partake of the sacred ritual meal and am accepted by the tribe. Since my mother is Canadian, I already have a natural “in” with the wily Canadian and can easily gain their trust. Their language is remarkably similar to ours some ways, and if they become restless and warlike, they can easily be calmed with a Jersey Milk bar.
See you next week, eh?
Hey Canada and the Pacific Northwest, if you want to come, you can get the registration form here.
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