As I’ve written before, Santa Maria, in Orinda, California is the church we have attended for many years, and it is a place where I feel completely welcome and at peace.
Siena (Sassy), and I have now gone for five consecutive weeks. We sit in the fifth row from the back. We hold hands, we hug, and we tell each other how much we love each other.
And we laugh like we always have. No one seems to mind thankfully, and I’ve never been scolded at Santa Maria, for whispering and laughing, as I’ve been elsewhere, and I am very grateful for this.
Today, Siena’s friend Maddie joined us. Maddie was in the faith formation class I taught the year they both did their first communion. They were in second grade and now they are high school juniors.
It was special for me, all these years later to attend mass, in the same church, with the two of them.
To make it even more special we were asked to bring up the gifts. This is an honor in the Catholic Church. So, Maddie took the offering, I took the bread, and Siena took the wine. It was hard for us to keep a straight face, but we did.
After church, the three of us sat eating donuts and drinking orange juice until everyone else had gone.
As we were leaving we were handed a giant box of donuts to take home. We left with both our hands and our hearts full.
Love and blessings to all.