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As I write this, it is 7:39 and I am waiting for soup to heat so I can feed the masses – one of which isn’t even back from soccer practice yet. Considering that they don’t have lights there, I don’t know exactly how one practices soccer in the dark – I can only imagine.
We came back from a cross country meet at MSJ which was actually at College of St. Joseph – I love the way nothing is every where it seems to be – but I digress. Tim had a full blown asthma attack during the race – scared himself to death – but was fine shortly afterward. I had to impress upon him that it is important when that happens that you tell the person you are running with or who passes you so that if you should pass out or need help, an adult can come rescue you. Despite the asthma attack the boy came in 5th place – ribbon and all.
The definite highlight of the afternoon, since it was hosted by MSJ was the knife juggling by Father Tim. We’ve seen him juggle before, flaming batons, although knives are pretty much right up there. Everyone enjoyed his finale to the award ceremony.
Then errands on the way home for lunches tomorrow and a trip outside to cover everything we could – we are expecting temperatures around 30 tonight and frost. —- Winter it seems is not waiting too patiently for her entrance.
Certainly not youth group the way I remember it growing up. We dealt with nuns and blackboards and rulers. Seriously. Mass and church were no nonsense things. Fire and brimstone were the topics of conversation, not entertainment for the evening. The boys circled the”Youth Mass” on the calendar and off we trooped, even bringing along one of their friends. We met up with more of their friends and attended a youth mass complete with a Christian rock band from New Hampshire. Then went off to the cafeteria for snacks (apples were the theme- raw, sliced with dip, cookies, crisp and some delicious homemade caramel corn with apple cider for all) and discussion regarding the Eucharist by a relatively new and young priest, Fr. Tim (who also said the mass). Then for what was billed the highlight of the evening, a finale to top all finales, at least at any mass I’ve ever been to – fire juggling. Seriously, this priest had the kids (and adults) running outside after him when he announced it was time for the fire juggling. People driving down the streets in the vicinity of MSJ must have wondered “what the hell” was going on with flaming batons being twirled in the air. There were jokes that next month’s highlight will be chainsaw juggling. I have to admit, it was pretty darn genius – everyone was talking about and seemed to have a good time. Fire and brimstone just ain’t what they used to be…..