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Sunday Sermon and 60+ New Friends

21 Oct

“Each day holds a surprise. But only if we expect it can we see, hear, or feel it when it comes to us. Let’s not be afraid to receive each day’s surprise, whether it comes to us as sorrow or as joy It will open a new place in our hearts, a place where we can welcome new friends and celebrate more fully our shared humanity.”

~Henri Nouwen


Another beautiful Sunday. I love greeting before Mass, getting lots of hugs and handshakes. I passed out little cars and a beanie baby to my little friends, and ran over to welcome the Chateau bus. I gave each senior friend a big hug and a piece of chocolate candy from my Halloween stash.

Today’s Gospel was Jesus telling his disciples about the necessity to always pray, using the parable of an unfair judge who kept denying justice for pleading widow. The judge finally gave in, saying that he didn’t fear God nor respect anyone, but the widow kept bothering him so he would finally render a just decision “lest she finally come and strike me.”

The Lord said, “Pay attention to what the dishonest judge says.

Will not God then secure the rights of his chosen ones

who call out to him day and night?

Will he be slow to answer them?

I tell you, he will see to it that justice is done for them speedily.

But when the Son of Man comes, will he find faith on earth?”

My take on it… the parable is telling us that the Lord will make sure justice is quick to those who are faithful and constant, but when the final day comes, will God find any faithful? I sure hope so. Don’t give up or give into the ways of sin, greed, and corruption.


Well, I just took a short break from writing here because the tornado sirens went off. Scary! I grabbed a big pillow, blanket, flashlight, and cell phone and took cover. I called my sister and talked to her until the sirens stopped. Now, we are just under severe thunderstorm warnings. So far, so good.


Back to Sunday. After Mass, Helene and I had volunteered to dispense our parish picture directories in the cafeteria. Very nice books. Everyone was impressed. They looked like high school year books. We joked around saying that we should bring our books next Sunday and get autographs and ask friends to sign our books like we did in high school. “Good luck next year.” “2 good 2 B forgotten.” Remember those? They were also passing out the baby banks, where we put in our loose change and cash for a few weeks to support various children’s groups.

I got home in time finish up my pasta salad and divide into containers. I was invited to a friend’s house for a potluck barbecue at 1 o’clock Wow! Lots of great food and even better company.

Then, Helene and I had joined a church group called 60+ that was meeting at 5:30. We didn’t even know such a group existed, but we saw the sign up sheet at the church picnic a couple of weeks ago, and we decided to check it out. The only requirement is being 60 years old or more. Well, we’ve got that covered.

We met at Dave Manders’ gorgeous home in McKinney. There were probably 40 to 50 people there, with so many wonderful folks and delicious food. It was so nice to talk to people that I see every Sunday at church, but never knew their names or get to chat. Then, there were new friends to meet. We were welcomed with open arms.

Father Don was there to give the blessing before we ate, and to join us for fellowship, food, and conversation.

I feel so blessed to be part of such a loving church community. I’ve made so many good friends at St. Gabriel the Archangel, but more importantly, I’ve become even stronger in my Catholic faith. I like this quote below. “Church is who you are. Church is what you do.”

Sunday Sermon, Service, and a Church Picnic

17 Jul

Service without spirituality is exhausting and hopeless. But . . . spirituality without service is barren and selfish.” ― Joanna Weaver


This morning, I had the pleasure of attending church services at the Community Church of  the Rockies. It was funny because Jim offered to drive me over to the local Catholic Church, then rush over to the Presbyterian Church for his service, as both began at 10 am. I told him that I’d be more than happy to attend services with him. I explained, “I think God will know where I am.” 

I’m not sure what the Gospel was over by the Catholic Church this morning, but here, the second reading was the story of Martha and Mary, sisters of Lazarus, good friends of Jesus.

Martha was upset that she was doing all the work and attending to Jesus and the others, while Mary sat idle, just listening. Jesus defended Mary…

The minister commented that he believed that both sisters, in their own way, served the Lord in their own fashion. But, perhaps it is good to do have both qualities. Listen to the Word, and give service to others.

My take on it…is pretty much summarized by the opening quote…”Service without spirituality is exhausting and hopeless. But . . . spirituality without service is barren and selfish.” 

― Joanna Weaver


The service was, in a way, very similar to our traditional Catholic services with readings, hymns, songs and reciting. The big difference is, they just don’t get all that extra aerobic activity as we do with all the kneeling, standing, sitting, more kneeling, and let’s not forget the twenty-seven times making the sign of the cross. 

Afterwards, we stopped and chatted with several people from the congregation, including the minister and his wife. She made a special point to invite us to their annual church potluck picnic over at the marina, immediately following the service. She said not to bother bringing anything, just come and join them. That was very nice. We didn’t want to impose, but decided to attend. We stopped at the Safeway and picked up some cut up fruit containers, and headed to the marina. What an amazing view and wonderful hospitality. We planted ourselves at a picnic table with two empty spots. As it turns out, we sat next to the minister and his wife. A lovely morning of fellowship and friendship.

Look at this view!!!

Sunday Sermon and the Church Picnic

12 Oct

“A picnic is more than eating a meal, it is a pleasurable sate of mind.” 

― DeeDee Stovel


I got up extra early to frost my mini cupcakes for the church picnic this afternoon. I had volunteered to stand by the Welcome Ministry booth from 12-3, so I wouldn’t have time after Mass to frost. The cupcakes turned out cute.


Today’s Gospel was about getting into heaven. My take on it is not so literal, not so much that you can’t be wealthy and get into heaven, but if you are selfish, greedy, or dishonest gaining your wealth, that is bad. If you don’t help others, and don’t share your blessings, then you won’t get into heaven. You don’t have to be a pauper, but if you have a loaf of bread, share it with someone who has none. Just my opinion.


Gospel MK 10:17-30
As Jesus was setting out on a journey, a man ran up,

knelt down before him, and asked him,

“Good teacher, what must I do to inherit eternal life?”

Jesus answered him, “Why do you call me good? 

No one is good but God alone.

You know the commandments: You shall not kill;

you shall not commit adultery;

you shall not steal;

you shall not bear false witness;

you shall not defraud;

honor your father and your mother.” 

He replied and said to him,

“Teacher, all of these I have observed from my youth.”

Jesus, looking at him, loved him and said to him,

“You are lacking in one thing.

Go, sell what you have, and give to the poor

and you will have treasure in heaven; then come, follow me.” 

At that statement his face fell,

and he went away sad, for he had many possessions…….


It was a beautiful day. I signed up  to be a greeter for 9 o’clock Mass. I scurried home afterwards to change and decorate my cupcakes with spiders and pumpkins. I made 6 dozen. I took 5 dozen to the picnic and gave the rest  to a few neighbors. (I share my wealth.)

St. Gabriel had a great turnout for the picnic. My friend Ed was taking a head count with a clicker thingy,  and counted close to 800 people who went through the food line. That didn’t even count the helpers, volunteers, and entertainers. I was inside most the time, so I didn’t get to take pictures of the crowd outside.

Father Don, in he middle, greeting people walking past the ministry tables.

It was fun to see all the families, friends and neighbors enjoying their community. It reminded me of an old Any Griffith Show, and all the folks in Mayberry going to the church picnic.