It's my party!

I have a lot of time. I am retired and now to top it off, I am recovering from some surgery. I do not go outside and probably will not for another few weeks I have a lot of time. No pain, just time.
I have chosen to keep open the portal here at my house just for the company it brings. Lots of spirits good, bad and ugly are not shy about traipsing through whenever they feel like it. I finally learned how to keep the bad and the ugly in their place. The good are a fun bunch. I almost passed out the other day when the spirit of one of the nuns from my High school days showed up. She was in full habit. I yelled at Carol to come see but it takes Carol awhile to figure out that we are being visited. Carol kept interrupting while I was in deep conversational prayer with Sister Florentia. I was in awe because I never, never, never would have expected this very tightly wrapped person who passed 35 years ago to partake in such goings on.
Now, more and more traditional types are showing up. They seem less and less interested in talking to me than to each other. I now believe that I am running a dating service for uptight spirits who have crossed over but brought with them their 1950s Catholic image of God. They feel safe with me because I am a priest but they also can share their hangups in a safe environment trying to accept an open, inclusive and loving Creator Spirit which they call God the Father. I tell them that it's ok to yell at God and share their disappointments. It's my party and they can yell if they want to. You would yell too if it happened to you.
(I apologize to Lesley Gore) I wonder if Dick Clark's spirit is available. I may want to pass this ministry on after a few more late night revelries.
Fr. Rod