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does anybody know what time it is?

Well, it's finally here -- godparent weekend. Fiancee S. and I have journeyed away from the metropolitan area we call home to visit my cousin J. and his wife K. in The Land of the Confederacy. Our mission on this visit is to act as godparents for J. and K.'s baby daughter, Ka.

It has largely been a very good visit. J. and I grew up around the corner from one another, but, we haven't necessarily had the chance to spend a lot of time together as adults. It has been very pleasant to discover that our time together as children has translated well into time we can spend together as adults. I'm also pleased to see that Fiancee S. and K. seem to be getting along well. When I think about the people in my family of my generation with whom I will likely grow old with, J. and K. tend to sit near the top of a rather short list.

Baby K. gets baptized this morning. We attended a rehearsal for this event on Thursday night. The parish church where she will be baptized is a modern, suburban church. The baptismal font resembles a very large example of one of those "Zen fountains" that were all the decorator rage a few years ago. It's a large textured copper cauldron where holy water is pumped into the bottom of the cauldron, flows over it's lip, and down its sides, only to be recycled into the cauldron again. The parish also seems to favor baptism by immersion using this setup rather than the more traditional "sprinkling" used in the Catholic Church. Whether this is an innovation fostered by Vatican II, Fiancee S. and I don't know... but we suspect that it is a case of "keeping up with the Joneses" theologically speaking. This is the Land of the Confederacy after all, and Pentacostal Churches abound here.

My only problem is that I don't know what time it is. Travelling to the Land of the Confederacy involved crossing a few time zones, and Baby K. will be baptized at an early morning Mass. So, my internal clock and my wristwatch tell me that it is the middle of the night... but the sun is up and J.'s kids are watching Sunday morning cartoons. What time is it? I don't know.

said drgeek on 2004-02-22 at 6:37 a.m.

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