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The Easter vigil at St. Pius's church

Posted Tuesday, September 16, 2008

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Vigil

About 20 odd years ago, a local Moville guy told me a story of the Easter Vigil at St. Pius's Church in Moville.

For those of you not in the know, what happens is that you renew your Baptismal Vows at the Easter vigil.

Like Midnight Mass at Christmas it took place at midnight, or certainly very late on.

Drunk

If you can remember when Midnight mass was at midnight at Christmas there was often a drunk who would come in from the pub who just couldn't keep quiet and made a nuisance of himself.

Sometimes there was more than one.

Well, at this Easter vigil there was a wee drunk who came in and stood in the aisle.

The passkeepers were keeping a wary eye on him having seen others like this before.

However, as he hadn't actually done anything they didn't like to throw him out.

Renouncing Satan

The priest continued with the Baptismal promises till he got to the one ""Dost thou renounce Satan? and all his works? and all his pomps?"

The proper answer is "We do".

However, that was lost on the wee drunk who shouted out loudly "Aye, F**k him".

He was promptly removed by the passkeeper.

I was told the story by a local Moville guy but can't vouch for its veracity.

Perhaps that's one that Father O'Kane can tell from the pulpit next time.

 
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