So a few years ago, I took FarmerGeek to his first Palm Sunday mass at a Catholic Church. This was after we were engaged and after we found out that we needed to ask for a special dispensation from the diocese to get married since FarmerGeek, although Christian, was never formally baptized. (If you have questions go to his blog ask him because I never explain it right. Then ask him why Fr. Al offered to set him on fire. It's a great story.) ANYWAYS, part of Palm Sunday mass is a renewal of your baptismal vows and the priest will sprinkle holy water on the congregation as part of the blessing of the Palms.
Now my fiancee (now my husband) was not knowledgeable of the ways of the Catholic Church and I have a wicked sense of humor. He responded with an "I do" doing the renewal of the vows (for those that he did believe). As soon as Fr. Al started to come around with the holy water, I told him he had to duck, because if he got hit by the holy water after saying the vows, he'd be baptized Catholic. (Which is patently not true, but really funny.) You should have seen the look on his face. You should have heard the horror in my grandmother's voice when I told her what I did. You also should have heard Fr. Al laughing when I told him during our Pre-Cana.
Well I thought about it this morning, and whispered to him he'd really better duck since he was on the end. After Fr. Tom (we moved) came by with the holy water, I looked at Farmer Geek at said, "You didn't duck?" with wide-eyed surprise. He informed me that he'd actually gotten hit twice.
After Mass we went to grab a bite to eat and I noticed on his neck and chest there was a rash starting.
Obviously welts from where the holy water hit...
Happy Holy Week.