(Photo taken last spring.... it is still brown here now)
This morning, through a bunch of circumstances that kept me from my normal mass times (either 5 p.m. on Saturday or 7 a.m. on Sunday), I attended a mass I never attend. At 9 a.m. at my church there is a beautiful choir, accompanied by organ. They sing actual Sacred Music! Without drums or tambourines! No flutes or guitars!!! Who knew this was actually going on at my very own church? I didn't. It will require a lot of maneuvering to get this to be my new schedule, but I think I am going to make an effort to do so.
I am sorry, I know I shouldn't be snotty about music, but I am.
I have tomorrow off, which I am grateful for. I only worked two days last week (because of illness), but I am still exhausted. My coach wouldn't let me run the 7 miles I was scheduled to do yesterday morning, instead I walked 5. And I am beat! I love Sunday, I love the fact that I can legitimately sit myself down and work on my Biblical School homework. I am not slacking! I am keeping the Sabbath!
This morning I met with a woman who had asked to speak to me about some issues she is having. We had coffee (well, actually I had water), and she talked. Finally, I told her I needed to leave to go to church. She asked what church I attended and I told her. She told me she is Catholic. I had no idea. She told me she is thinking of returning to the church! YAY! We talked about all the churches in the neighborhood. She asked me about the one closest to her house. I told her I frequently go to 6:30 a.m. weekday mass there. Her eyes lit up. 6:30 in the morning? Yep. She said she might go. I probably should have closed the deal by saying "I'll meet you there tomorrow!" But I didn't.
I am still a work in progress....