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		<title>It&#8217;s not like I&#8217;m selling Indulgences, just Ember Day Letters.</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[For my non-liturgical or low-church or unchurched friends, let me explain the issue. According to ancient tradition, there are four times a year (Ember Days) during which an aspirant/postulant/candidate/ordinand (one who is in the ordination process) is to write a letter to their Bishop. But I never knew "what" I was suppose to write. We were told to let the Bishop know how you were doing, how you were coming along, in the whole " priestly formation" thing. But, really, you couldn't do that, not honestly.]]></description>
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