My sense of familiarity

Before anything else, I found an extra hour of sleep today! I think it's the one we lost sometime last Spring :D I put it to good use indeed....an extra hour of sleep is SO effective in improving one's day hahah

Anyhow, I went to church yesterday, they had a 5:00 pm mass here and the priest was from New Brunswick! He said he was from Acadia so he had a bit of a French accent, anyhow when he introduced himself I remembered our trip to the East Coast and how the Acadian flag kinda looks like the Filipino flag (I think...). By the way, the choir for the 5:00 pm mass was just like the Bosses who sing at the 5:00 pm mass at St. Josephine Bakhita...imagine that lol the choir had a bass guitar, acoustic guitar, and a group of singers...who actually are pretty good! They had melody/counter-melody thing going on....it was pretty impressive I have to say. The Psalm was said though, not sung =(

Aanyway, while the priest made a pretty good homily..he was talking about how we have to be strong and stand our ground even in a secular culture that is the norm these days. He made a few jokes that it's easy for him to say a prayer before eating at a restaurant because he's always got the collar on and thus, people expect him to say something...but for us...it takes courage to do so. In an analogy, he said something like: we know the final chapter and that is we win...if our life was like a movie, the Bible spoiled the happy ending, but we still don't know the action, horrors, sadness, and joys that stand between the present and the end of times...and thus, stay strong and be courageous because we know the end of the movie. As a final statement, he quoted the letter from St. Paul to the Philippians, "I can do everything, through Christ who strengthens me."  I thought that homily was very inspirational to say the least...there were other things he said to make it even better, but I forgot how everything kinda fit =P 

So when leaving the church, I realized that one of the great things about going to Church is that it gives us a sense of familiarity with home and the family, wherever we may be. Partly it's because the priests tend to do same things during Mass - as they should, but even more so because going to Mass remind us (at least for me) that we belong to a family that is much bigger than our own families and going to Church is like going home all over again...where we get resupplied with stuff, whether it be for the mind or body.

Even though I didn't go home this weekend, I still felt very much at home when I went to Church. Honestly, when I went in, I felt "Gahh finally!"...and when I walked out, feels akin to the that feeling you get when you're just getting out of the shower: refreshed and ready to start the day. 

K that's all I got...gotta run out for groceries again sometime soon x_x I used up all my maling and about half a bag of Shells pasta =_='' still got half an apple pie though =P