Specifically fish flakes that comes in primary colors. We used to collect cichlids before and the food we usually bought for them was fish flakes. Out of curiosity, I tasted one of the fish flakes just because. I am non Catholic but we go to a Catholic church so I tried those circle styrofoam like bread. I have tasted that particular bread before and also the fish flakes but haven't correlated the two things having similar tastes. I don't know if I'm being cohesive with the sentences here so I am just making a long text so that the post won't be removed for short texts.
I (19F) go to a very religious all-girls convent school. I haven't believed in religion since 2018 and even my parents are fine with it. They don't force me to come with them to Sunday mass and neither do they force me to take the host (communion, sacramental bread, however its called) because they know I don't believe it. However, they told me not to show my atheism in my school, since it is a very religious and school and I might get into unwanted trouble.
I'm also just past-chemo. I still have many side effects such as fatigue, loss of appetite and a foggy brain sometimes. It's normal and my oncologist says it'll go over time.
So fast forward to today. As it is the first day of school; we have mass (as usual). Now I say mass, but it doesn't happen in a church. We are forced to sit like cattle on backless chairs in the sunny basketball court for two hours while the teachers and nuns sit in the shade WITH a fan blowing them constant wind.
I started getting dizzy just before the gospel reading and I felt my breakfast rising in my throat. So I stood up abruptly and walked to the nearest classroom. A few hall monitors helped me to a chair and opened the windows so I could get some air. They knew I just had chemo. Heck, the whole school knew.
As they started distributing the communion, I didn't go to get it because;
a) I felt like taking it without believing in religion is not fair
b) I was about to puke and I knew if I took even the slightest amount of food in my mouth, I WOULD puke
c) The pandemic?? Does nobody remember? (The priest was literally taking spit from one mouth and giving it to another!)
So I waited the mass out and after it finished, I started making way to my classroom when one of the superior nuns called me and asked me why I left.
I told her I wasn't feeling well (chemo gives me this eerie feeling once in a while that I don't know how to explain. Unless I get back into my bed and curl into a ball while reassuring myself that "I'm okay", it doesn't go away. And getting rid of it in school was a massive task for me.)
And she says 'I'm so disappointed in you. You could have at least taken in Jesus.' And she goes on and on for another ten minutes about how "evil" I am for not taking the communion. As a nun and elder, I respect her, so I kept my mouth shut. I also didn't want to say the real reasons why I didn't take it.
She yelled at me in front of a few monitors that were helping clean up after the mass and afterwards they all gav
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Not sure where to even begin, but it seems to me it's a huge amount.
Went to sacrament today for my sisters Farewell talk and today was the first time I’ve taken the sacrament in forever. I was just thinking about how unsanitary the sacrament is as it was being passed to me and felt kinda grossed out eating the bread that has probably been touched by a 100 people before me (It was a packed meeting going into cultural hall). It never felt that way until now. Maybe cause I’m being overly critical or maybe I’m now seeing things through an outsiders pov. It doesnt make sense there wasn’t something better put in place for covid
One Sunday when I was a teen, there was no bread for the sacrament. Since we weren't allowed to buy any on a Sunday, my mom donated some from home. It was whole wheat and dark brown. This started an argument between the priesthood holders, because the bread was supposed to represent Jesus' body and he wasn't supposed to be brown. Ah, memories.
Title says it all. But I was wondering if the sacrament bread had to be plain bread or could a rosemary olive oil flavored bread be used or some other flavor?
I'm thinking about going back just to see what all I could get away with.
We’re staying with my in-laws in Utah right now. We had to run to the store last night and my TBM MIL asked us to pick up some bread since they were out. We figured it was for eating and grabbed a loaf of wheat bread along with the rest of our groceries.
Cut to this morning, we wake up to her freaking out. Apparently it is not acceptable to do home sacrament with wheat bread — it has to be white. We tried telling her it doesn’t matter what kind of bread it is but she is determined that it should be white because “it’s always done this way”. Even my priesthood-bearing FIL is telling her that it’s ok. She is very upset and can’t go to the store because shopping on the sabbath is of course a no-no. She ended up calling a friend from the ward and asked to borrow some from her.
I can’t help but draw parallels here between her way of thinking and the history of the church when it comes to race. I hope white bread Jesus is happy that she found a righteous solution to the problem that we, her apostate children, have caused her.
tl;dr Bread wasn’t “white and delightsome”, causing a big fuss.
For example, I know in countries where they don't have access to clean water they'll use soda for the sacrament. Do they still say "water" in the prayer or do they say "bless and sanctify this soda"? Or maybe someone is gluten free and they are doing the sacrament at home with a rice cracker? Do they just say "bread" or do they say "rice cracker" in the prayer? This question isn't important in any way but I'm burning with curiosity!
I don’t want to eat 5g of bread. I’d rather save my carb allowance for my wife’s keto brownies.
We had in-person sacrament today and when the priests pulled back the sacrament cloth they were surprised to find the bread already broken. I looked at the handbook and it says the bread is to be placed unbroken on the tray in preparation and then broken during the song. But it also says those w special situations can bring a broken bread like substitue.
So just wondering if there is a specific direction on when the bread is broken.
Basically the title. When cleaning up the bread, especially on a fast sunday, I would eat a whole tray of the leftovers. Thinking about it now, it was probably pretty unsanitary, but still...
No much to add really. Leaving is so hard. Recalling these little funnies makes me smile when I often feel quite angry, hurt and betrayed.
