I did something unusual today. I went to church! My Catholic neighbor has been asking me to go to church with him and his family since before Christmas, but I have refused, because I've been too leery about germs and all the 'Demic has involved. I told him I would have to wait until there was a vaccine, so I could go to my church.
I've been too scared to go to church with the pandemic all around us even though I've been to many a Mass, prayed the Rosary and genuflect with the best of em.
All that aside, I turned him down, though I am indeed well versed in Mass, since my sister played for Catholic churches, even St. Peter!
Remember when I had my Dad's Lincoln, and I used to park it in St. Peter's parking lot? That was back when I work for AAA, forever ago. What was I thinking when I took that insurance agents test? I was thinking I was going to fail...and I failed a test for the first time in my life. And then the second time, I passed it with a 98%! Good Lord, those days were so long ago and in so many ways, those days changed my life forever.
The main reason is my manager at Stites & Harbison (before I left and went to AAA) told me to go to worship at Central Christian Church in downtown Lexington. He grew up as a Disciples of Christ member, and so did I, and he knew that I would feel more welcome at Central Christian than I had been at the previous ultra conservative church at Broadway, which was where my parents went, because Kyle Macy attended Broadway Christian.
At any rate, I went to Central Christian a week before Princess Diana died, and the next week, I remember nobody said a word about her death although she had died the night before. It was a shock, but I remember Michael Moody gave a wonderful sermon that day ~ I cannot recall what it was all about, but I love my church and I'm so thankful that I joined the chancel choir.
Under Michael Rintamaa's direction, I have learned that when I sing Mozart, the words mean so much more than what they look on paper to be. The words of the Lacrimosa are enough to stir the soul of any hard-hearted person, even a soprano LOL!
Saint Augustine said, "when we sing, we pray twice: Once in music and once in words." I believe that he was right, and I believe it is because of my relationship with my choir the last 25 years that my faith has become stronger and I have grown in a way to serve more people than I ever thought possible.
Today, my church gathered again for the first time after a year of pandemic isolation, and even though we were masked and couldn't really talk and hug like we usually would oh, it was wonderful to see every choir member that I love so much. It will hurt like the Dickens to say goodbye in the coming weeks as I wait for my apartment to be ready in Cincinnati!
Mostly, I am looking forward to this holy week and enjoying the music of Michael R once again before he leaves on his sabbatical.
I love my church and my minister David Shirey. Everything and everyone about Central has welcomed me from the beginning ~ that is something I will truly miss and I'm thankful I attended church today.
This blog is kind of a blob ... sorry I don't mean for it to be, but thanks for reading, lambsies!
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