August 6th, 2007

junior woodchuck guidebook

Not bad for a Methodist

You are a 97% traditional Catholic!

Congratulations! You are more knowlegeable than most modern theologians! You have achieved mastery over the most important doctrines of the Catholic Faith! You should share your incredible understanding with others!

Do You Know Your Baltimore Catechism?
Make Your Own Quiz

I suspect the one I missed had to do with confirmation. In any case, considering I've never read the Baltimore Catechism, I did pretty well. Of course, that's not saying I agree with all the answers I gave; I was answering from my understanding of what the RCC's official positions were.

If I were constructing the test to be statistically valid, however -- if I were using it to actually grade somebody or as a research tool -- I would be more careful in constructing the answers. Too many right answers stood out in form or tone from the blinds: a test-smart taker would probably score pretty high, without much specific knowledge of RC teaching.

Mt. Marcy, here I come

Had a busy morning; got some nursing home calls done. By lunchtime, I was preparing to focus on getting ready for my vacation trip beginning tomorrow. Instead, I took an hour-long nap. The rest of the afternoon, my eyes have burned and I've been feeling washed out. I did get my grocery shopping done for the trip, but that's about it.

I suppose I ought to add in a day off before taking off on a trip, but in the pastorate I suspect that prep day would evaporate. If I'm in town, the needs of the parish are going to pursue me. Which means I always begin every trip on the edge of nervous exhaustion.

But I'm leaving in the morning, one way or another. Gotta get this trip down. I was originally going to go on this trip at the end of May, but it got rescheduled because of other commitments. I was hoping for company on the trip, but couldn't find a companion; nevertheless, I fear that if I don't go -- even alone -- the possibility of the trip will evaporate. That would not bode well for the much bigger trip I plan to take to the UK next spring.

Life is about keeping commitments. About throwing one's hat over the fence, to borrow a metaphor used by JFK. (After throwing one's hat over the fence, one is obligated to climb over and fetch it back.) I have accomplished the things I have because I have made myself do the things I said I would do, instead of letting myself be derailed by stuff. The people who sit around and say, "Wow, I wish I could do those things" evoke a smile from me, but no comment. You see, they could do those things, but they let other things get in the way.

I am a lifelong Scouter, whose Vigil Name in the Order of the Arrow is Gischitehen. It means "determined one." I wondered why they gave me that name back when I was 19 years old. But I guess they understood me better than I understood myself then. That's who I am. I have an aversion to talking big and then not performing. I want others to know that they can believe in me.

So, Mt. Marcy, you are mine. Come rain, come hail, come bears or boulders. I've waited long enough.