Strangely out of placeI think it's rather obvious just how much I enjoy noon mass at Cletus. I've written numerous blogs about it. But this past weekend was different.
Normally, I ride to mass with Chris, get there super early and have time to spend talking to the teens and other Core members before mass, listen to Carrie practice a few songs, yell "Hi Bob" while he does announcements, sing at the top of my lungs to all the songs I know (and even a few I don't), watch the teens dance, and then spend 20 minutes afterwards trying to figure out where to go to lunch.
This past weekend didn't quite go like that. It took me an hour to get to Cletus, and by the time I arrived, mass was just starting. I missed spending time with the teens before mass, and yelling "Hi Bob". I missed sitting next to Chris, who sings so loud that I know I can sing from the top of my lungs without anyone really noticing. I missed getting two hugs from Matt, one for me and one for my brother.
It's amazing how I could be in the exact place as I had been the week before, yet some how feel so strangely out of place.
Lord, help me to see and experience your love at all times. Especially those times when I most feel out of place.
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