Coming up in the Twin Cities this very Saturday will be a Synod of the Baptized. When the Old Baguette was a Petite Pain, she was baptized so she'll be there. Our Archbishop has written the organizers of our little gathering. We must not use the word "Synod" because Synods are
"official" gatherings. We "ordinary" Catholics must use another word to describe our little gathering because it is "unofficial." Apparently, the Archbishop has forgotten that we "ordinary" Catholics aren't ordinary at all. Each of us has been baptized. Each one of us is a VIP. If we want to call one of our gatherings a Synod, we can. (Lighten up! "Synod" is just a word.)
The Archbishop has also been baptized. If he hasn't been baptized, he lacks one of the necessary qualifications for his job. Lawyers must pass the Bar Exam; Archbishops must be baptized. Because our Archbishop has been baptized, he'd be welcome to attend our little gathering, our Synod of the Baptized. Like the rest of us, he'd have an opportunity to vent lovingly as is his wont. We'd listen. Of course. We're baptized and Catholic, but most of us are not rude. The Old Baguette admits she would stoop to rudeness or worse if she were lovingly threatened with excommunication or a brisk burn at the stake. However, she's an exception.
Our question: Would the Archbishop listen to us? We suspect he wouldn't. And that's why we are forced to have a Synod. What's so difficult to understand about that?
Ah she is back. I went cold turkey with no Old Baguette for 3 and half months. What a relief to have my fix of OB wisdom and orneriness. I will expect a full report on the synod's festivities.
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