A Nice Sermon

Our priest did a nice sermon last week.  He said he was asked to make a short video on 'What is the meaning of life?'  After some thought, he said 'to love someone, to have something to do and to have something to look forward to.'  Then he thought he should have changed that 'to be loved' instead of 'to love'.  Which led him to say that 'God loved us before we loved him'.  

Church and Coffee

Fall Leaves

I met my friend S after church this past Sunday. The priest introduced a handful of children being prepared for their First Holy Communion.  They are so cute at that age, probably grade 1 or 2.  Each had to announce their name and school.  S and I went to Panera Bread, she bought me coffee and we shared her delicious cherry vanilla bagel. The weather was muggy with the threat of rain.  Soon it will be time to cut back the flowers, if you haven't already.

A sense of humour

church flowers

We have a new priest at our church, as happens every 12 years or so, the Vatican moves the priests around. He is older and grey, perhaps well into in his sixties, originally from Croatia. His English is excellent, albeit with a European accent. So perhaps that is why I listened more intently to his inspiring sermon in church the last time I was there, to adjust to his booming, accented voice. It was a nice surprise to discover he has a wonderful sense of humour and I found myself laughing at times. It may be that I am closer to his age and thus had a more common viewpoint. For example he spoke on controlling addictive behaviour such as alcohol, etc etc...and of course, the internet. Do you think of the internet as an addiction, I suppose it is!

A Fun Day

Yesterday, I walked to church on a sunny, warm summer’s day.  Once seated, I noticed an elderly couple enter the church.  The older man slowly advanced using his walker.  He was stooped over with osteoporosis perhaps.  Next to the front bench, where wheelchair accommodation is provided, he expertly folded his walker, genuflected towards the altar, and seated himself. I was impressed by his independence.  I noticed the male pianist was a very good player and I enjoyed the songs that day. He was a sturdily built man nicely dressed in a dark suit. There was also a cello player who accompanied him on some of the songs.  At the end of the mass, the talented pianist moved to the organ to play the final song.  There was a cute moment during Holy Communion when a toddler boy advanced to the altar with his family.  He had his arms crossed and received a blessing from the priest as he was not yet old enough to receive the sacrament. 

After mass, I met my friend S in front of the church.  She made me jaywalk across a very busy main road.  It was empty at the time we crossed.  But this is the difference between S and  me, I would never normally do that.  We went for coffee and a chat.

That same afternoon husband M, daughter L, son K and I walked to Main Street to see their first exotic car show.  It was a total delight, with every fancy car you could think of lining the closed off street: Lamborghini, Ferrari, McLaren, Bentley, Mustang, Audi, Mercedes. There was even an antique Rolls Royce.  We ran into a few friends while we were there.

It was a full day, especially in the exhausting heat.  Fortunately, it cooled down a bit later on.  Everyone had fun.

Here are some photos of the exotic car show:

hybrid BMW I think