Seriously, and with Passion

Celebrating the Triduum with my daughter at my side has been a privilege all these years. For every year she slept on the floor of a sanctuary somewhere while I prayed the entire watch, be it 3 hours or all night, she never complained. We were recounting all those long Holy Thursdays, and it reminded me---I have been honored to teach her the ways of silence and adoration through the years, in addition to hearing her voice soar with the angels. I think all our families in the SRYC have deep faith and deep stories to tell about worship and commitment and the power of God.

So, she woke up this Holy Saturday sick at her stomach. The prospect of not having her at Mass with me tonight is strangely shocking and empty.

And...as things do, it got me thinking: for our choir, one of the most important things we do is worship God together, a choir family.

Last week, we followed Jesus into Jerusalem.

Each family, in their own way, spent the week walking the way of the Cross. Some came to the various Masses, some struggled with finances and illnesses and the often hard life we must all overcome to be together. Some got dressed up and went dancing. Life has happened all week, just like it did 2,000 years ago. But something special happens this week, as our lives and our worship will show...

Tomorrow morning we rise with him. May God bless each and every member of the St. Richard Youth Choir, and may God bless and preserve their families. Thank you all for sharing your children with us.

Deo Gratias.
Cantate Domino!
Ms. C