Manny’s look is simply attractive. While talking to him, I noticed his bow tie and asked him where he found it at. It’s such a wonderful piece and fit in perfectly with his double breasted suit!
It was Papa Diggs Birthday this Sunday and his excitement transferred to the entire church community.
Somehow celebrating him, meant celebrating his family.
The last friday in March, the young adult choir hosted a fish fry for the saints.
When I was a little girl, I would look at the adults cooking in the church kitchen and hope never to have to labor in that way (the big pots and pans scared me and sometimes still do).
However, I am not sure when I started volunteering my cooking services…as I don’t consider myself the best cook around. However, I did and it’s an experience that I only enjoy when it’s all over.
Cooking is not my favorite pastime but I do cook. I cook more for a necessity. The more people in the kitchen with me, the more merrier I become, especially if those around me cook as their hobby…like my sister, April!
This is me at church on a slow but very eventful Wednesday night. Some of the mothers were on their way to Italy and I had my camera so made their going away service a bit more fun by snapping photos.
Mother Elise (and aunt) brought me back a small Italian puse.
I remember as a little girl my mom would take my siblings and I to visit the sick and the elderly. We did not always want to go and most of the time were forced to give up our Saturdays to sing at someone’s sick-bed.
I remember one time we went to someone’s home who was so helpless. The person could not help themselves at all. You know how people thank God for the use of their limbs? Well, even though she had limbs, they were not in use. Also, there was a certain stench- I can still almost smell it- just by remembering this situation. But my mom did not once turn up her nose or leave any faster than she would have left a relative home. She stayed and spent time chatting and laughing.
I did not know then, but now I know that my mom was teaching us how to give and how to give freely. She taught us how to give expecting nothing in return. A lesson that not many people have. I have friends who don’t see the importance in volunteering or simply sharing.
Now as an assistant directress of the Holy Temple Church Radio Young Adult Choir and a member of the Holy Temple Church Radio Junior Choir I make an effort to visit the Saint Barnabas Nursing Home every time either choir attend (this is a picture of us on a Sunday). Going to visit the sick and lonely always makes my day go better. It’s something about doing good that makes you feel good.
I encourage you to find an outlet where you can do good and expect nothing in return.