All In The Timing
alec vanderboom
All Saints Day Mass, 5:30 PM, three feral children, worse Mass ever. I was so distracted holding sobbing, colicy newborn, the fingers of squirmy four year old, and watching a newly minted three year old attempt to throw his glowing Spiderman sneakers at the parishioner in front of my husband, that I said "thank you" after receiving communion instead of "amen."
All Soul's Day Mass, 6:30 AM, thirteen hours later, three pleasant, sleepy children- so sweet during service that the woman behind us told my husband "What a beautiful family you have, and the children were so perfect in their pew!" Hard to believe this is the same family. All Holy Days of Obligations will begin at the 6:30 Mass in the future.
All Soul's Day Mass, 6:30 AM, thirteen hours later, three pleasant, sleepy children- so sweet during service that the woman behind us told my husband "What a beautiful family you have, and the children were so perfect in their pew!" Hard to believe this is the same family. All Holy Days of Obligations will begin at the 6:30 Mass in the future.