Kitchen was a success today, but, not necessarily because of Operation: Vivien Leigh. In fact, it got off to a rocky start when it became obvious at half past nine this morning that Huggy Bear would not be leading the Morning service. Herb was. Things went briskly enough once the service started - there were no hymns or homily - not even a Peace. ( Read more... )

June came and went by more quickly than any month since this journal began. The saying, used to be, "Beware, the Ides of March", but I would replace that with "Beware, the End of the Fiscal Year ( Read more... )

Went to my first Saturday Kitchen since forever (I'll try locating my last lj entry at some point.) It was good. The John the Seminarian Countdown has officially begun and I've known for a while that Kitchen was one of his activities ( Read more... )

Netherfield Park is let at last.

Oh wait. Wrong novel.

Johnnie S. will attend the Men's Dinner this Saturday.

There, that's better. Yes, there was an archbishopdeacon in church yesterday who presided over Mass, gave the sermon and stayed after Coffee Hour to participate in a forum; he seemed like a very nice man. But, the big news is that Johnnie S. ( Read more... )

Lent officially ends today and probably not a moment too soon. I woke up with a scratchy throat and was popping zinc lozenges all the way to Sunday School. John had prepared an elaborate lesson plan for the pre-schoolers which entailed an Easter egg hunt in the classroom. Each egg had a toy and little bit of the Crucifixion verse written on ( Read more... )

I arrived at Mass just in time to hear Hassan reading one of the Bible passages selected for the day's worship. I was so struck by his earnest demeanor and quality of his voice that I stood by one of the columns until he was finished. It was from Ephesians 2:1. Part of it went something like this ( Read more... )

the first thing I noticede about Mass last week was that the order of worship was printed on smaller paper; it had gone from eight and half by eleven to the size of a large Christmas card in less than a week. I think it's all a part of a "go green" initiative of some sort. And, it makes sense. After nearly twenty years as a parishioner, you'd ( Read more... )

I was late for Mass(too much time surfing the net before leaving the house) and by the time I got there Rev. Susan seemed just about to bring home the essential message of that morning's sermon. I'm not sure what part of the lectionary inspired it, but, it seemed to be about "categorizing" people. It's something we all do and it did cause me to ( Read more... )

well, I guess it was inevitable: I had my first John S. dream this morning, one of those little addendum dreams you get right after falling back asleep for the last time.

I dreamt we were both in a seminary-style school together. It was a mixture of high school and college and St. Hogwart's all rolled into one. There were classes to attend, meals to ( Read more... )

Last Tuesday was the night before Ash Wednesday, known in most placces as Fat Tuesday, but, in the Church calendar it's known as Shrove Tuesday. At St. Michael's it's marked by a gigantic pancake supper because, according to tradition, Fat Tuesday is the night when all good households use up all the fat left over in the pantry. Other versions of ( Read more... )