Rub-a-dub-dub

I know that title's a little irreverent, but I couldn't think of anything else catchy.

So, Deacon Ken called me yesterday and asked if I'd like to participate in the mass on Holy Thursday. I'm going to be one of the faithful who have their feet washed by the priest.

I wonder what made him ask me. At first I thought maybe he had the wrong Robyn, but when I got to work today I found that he had left a message there as well, so I'm sure he knew who he was calling.

There has been a bit of controversy over whether or not women should be allowed to participate. Nevertheless, I'm honored and excited!