It turns out that one of the oldest members of St. Michael's was making the loudest noise in the procession from the park to the street outside and into the main sanctuary, leading the children like a pied piper around once and then through the center aisle. The pews filled p quickly and I had to go back to my seat in The Little Chapel just to make ( 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... )