Spiritual Sprinkling

 

One of the fun things about being Catholic is that we get sprinkled with holy water as part of the service sometimes. Father takes a bowl of holy water and the sort of a round whisk broom and splashes it over us as we sing something about baptism usually. I’m one of those people who gets a little tense over things like this, so I tend to make a face until it’s over. It’s not because I’m not enjoying it. There are so many unexpected things that could happen. Mostly it feels like being a kid in the sprinkler again, a holy sprinkler intended to wash your sins away. You Protestants ought to try it.