How very nice of you dear! It is so sweet of you to invite me to your church for Brittany and Harrison’s choral concert. What did you say it was called? “Rockin’ on the Rock?” How interesting! It sounds very lively. I must say, I’ve never heard of a church called ‘WellSpring’ before, but it does sound attractive. Do the young people like that sort of thing? I suppose they do. How nice. You know, I think I’m going to pass on your invitation. I hope you won’t be offended dear, but to tell you the truth I think I’m just too old to change my ways. You’ll have to forgive me. I’m sure it’s very nice going to church with large screens and young people dancing to lively music, but goodness gracious, don’t you think it gets them all too excited? At my stage in life I’m just looking for a little peace and quiet. I’m sure you’ll understand. They have a seniors group do they! How marvelous. Aren’t they thoughtful! Would I like to go one Wednesday evening to the Bible Study? Oh my dear, those nice old people don’t want a crotchety old granny like me in their group. I’m sure they’re all spending their retirement doing wonderful things like going on cruises and learning to play the saxophone and learning to speak Russian. They’d think I’m a terrible old stick in the mud. All I want to do is potter in the garden and sit on the porch and read books and go to Mass every morning. That’s right. Mass is what we call going to church, you don’t have Mass every day at WellSpring? Why ever not? Isn’t that what church is for? Oh, I’m sorry. I just don’t understand. Yes, that’s right. I used to be Baptist, but it was all a very long time ago, and I’m sure I’ve forgotten most of it except for the lovely old hymns like, “There is wonder working power in the blood of the Lamb.” Do you still sing that one? You see when I married Henry I thought it would be nice to go over to his church, and I’ve never regretted it, not for one moment. I know it’s hard to understand why a Baptist would become Catholic. What’s that? I’m sorry I’m a little bit hard of hearing. What did you say? “It really doesn’t matter what denomination we are. What really matters is how much we love Jesus?” Bless you dear! That’s what so many people say to me when they learn I’m a Catholic, and I know it’s a bit naughty of me and maybe I shouldn’t say it, but I always say to them, “Well, then, if it really doesn’t matter what denomination you are, why not come along and join the Catholic Church?” For some reason that always seems to make them a little bit cross, but you see dear, that means that they think it really does matter what denomination you are after all, and that’s what we Catholics have always said. Fr O’Keefe once told me that only the Catholic Church is One, Holy, Catholic and Apostolic, and that these are the marks of the true Church. Goodness gracious, don’t misunderstand me. I don’t for a moment think that the Catholic Church is the perfect Church. I didn’t join it because I thought it was the perfect church. I joined it because I thought it was the true Church. There is a difference you know dear. Is WellSpring Church One, Holy, Catholic and Apostolic? It’s an interesting question don’t you think? Oh gracious! Now I’ve offended you! You mustn’t misunderstand. Of course I think you’re a Christian too. I daresay you’re a much better Christian than I am! I sometimes feel like I’m just limping along, leaning on Jesus if you know what I mean! It all makes me rather confused sometimes; but I’m sorry dear. I’ve been talking much too much about religion again, and all I’ve done is make a mess of it. There. Let’s forget all about it. Why not have one of these nice lemon muffins? They’re fresh out of the oven and I think I hear the kettle boiling for a nice cup of tea.