Some moments I want to take back:
|This is how I roll...literally.|
-Gave my first talk ever to a parish of complete strangers. And I think it went off as a hit. I got a lot of compliments, which was humbling, even after the applause after my talk each time. Some people shared some pretty profound stuff with me, I connected with this one college guy, and I ended up writing a lot of their info down to follow up. We had run out of the booklets and brochures by the third Mass, I felt bad! So I made a sign up list for people to take...
-Funniest interaction with a parishioner. No joke here's how the conversation went with a white-haired woman who I think was in her 70s.
"So, are you single?"
"Yep, I'm single." (I'm thinking, sweet, maybe she has a cute grand daughter she wants to introduce me to)
"Are you sure, you're single?"
"....yep. Yes I am."
"OK!" And she says it with this grin on her face. And she walks away. I didn't see her after that haha.
-My dinner with Fr. Ken. Great guy. We had a lot to talk about from priesthood to how my Fr. O, CUA's last president, is now Bishop O'Connel, the bishop of his diocese to teaching English to my time in Costa Rica. Really great guy. And he took me out to this really fancy restaurant with prices I've dreamt of spending. Like, we each ordered an appetizer. I had my OWN APPETIZER! To myself. I don't think that's ever happened in my life.
-After dinner I drove out to the shore and walked along the beach by myself. I sat there in the dark, listening to the water. And I had moment, just talking to Jesus, about life. I haven't done that in awhile, but walking on the beach made me think about how Jesus walked on the beach when he was gathering fishermen to follow him. I asked him if he was catching me, too.
-I came back to the Holiday Inn, and it was the first time in my life I had a whole room, shower, huge bed with four pillows, TV, all to myself. That was redunkulous. I took the guitar out to the pool to jam out then cam back and vegged on Iron Chef. Chum Salmon desert? Interesting...
-I gave my talk in Spanish the next day. I wasn't as practiced as I wanted to be because I had it edited late (lesson learned), but I still got the message across and I had an overwhelming amount of people who wanted to talk to me, I feel like more than the last two Masses combined. Again, I felt bad that we had ran out of booklets.
Anyway, I'm going to post my talks, too. I feel like Fr. Bob posting my homilies (and I guess they sort of are, they're reflections on the Gospel and I spoke in place of the priest's homily).
Overall, great weekend. I think I'm going to like this job....