Today was the opening day of the Synod of Bishops.
Today was a day I can hardly believe finally came: the final
I had a great flight to Rome from Montreal last night. Of course, for me a "great flight" means I slept most of the way. I did have a chance to catch a nice movie over supper, the recent documentary on Fred Rogers entitled Won't You Be My Neighbor? I definitely recommend it if you haven't see it yet. As an added bonus, I ran into an Air Canada agent who had been very helpful when my mom and I were travelling to France recently (we had requested special assistance for mom).
It has been a while since my last blog post, but I wanted to continue the story of my vacation. It sets the context for what comes next. I'm back-dating this post to the time when it takes place.
I wrote my last blog post just before leaving on vacation. Now that I am back at work, I thought I should write about it. A lot happened, things that I can say without exaggeration changed my life.
Part I: Getting away
Ah, vacation. A time to get away from it all. And today was the day when that was to start. Except this happened on my way to Sherbrooke...
The good news is that it was the rear tire. I was driving on highway 10 in heavy rain with moderate traffic, so if a front tire had blown there would have been greater danger of losing control. As it is all I felt was a lot of vibration, like I was driving on rough asphalt. I managed to get to the side of the road, and call CAA (AAA for my USA friends).
Homily from August 13, 2017. Meeting God in the peace and quiet we so often seek.
I had an unique opportunity this morning: I celebrated mass at Saint Joseph's Oratory at 8:30 am -- a mass that was televised by Salt and Light TV.
I had an excellent discussion with a brother priest this morning (Sunday, July 16) over breakfast concerning what it means to have a welcoming parish. My experience of doing 5 years of in-depth parish pastoral visits revealed to me that most regular parishioners think their parish is a welcoming parish. My experience also revealed that many of those people, when asked why they think theirs is a welcoming parish, have no idea how to respond. It comes down to a feeling, more than facts.