Quite
unexpectedly, I landed upon my first church to visit in our diocese and it was
a wonderful experince. I'm not always a huge fan of "signs" from God
(I seem to always conclude that God is up in the sky having a good laugh after
he sends me a so called "sign"), but I think he may have sent me
confirmation that he approves of my little project. My family took a long
weekend vacation to Jekyll Island (80 miles south of Savannah) this past
weekend and found ourselves in need of a church during our stay. We ended up at
a very small church, St. Francis Xavier. Actually, this is no regular catholic
church. It's actually a methodist/Lutheran church. It moonlights as a catholic
church.
I
immediately noticed something about this parish as I walked in. There was so much
white hair! My sister and I being 27 and 31 were somewhat of an anomaly. Later at
dinner, my dad said, "it's like being at church with your
grandparents." People were so friendly as we sat down and as mass started
we were encouraged to meet the people sitting around us. My mom quickly made
friends with a kind woman sitting behind us. She quickly encouraged us to turn
our cell phones off (apparently there had been quite an ordeal with a cell
phone/ priest/ and the consecration the week before).
It
came to me sometime during the offertory. The word that describes this
people is relax. It was after the prayers of the faithful, when father
asked us to be seated that I began to feel relaxed. An usher at the front of
the church yelled out, "raise your hand if you're planning on receiving
communion." My sister seemed to not understand the strange announcement so
l leaned over to her and said, "Lyndsey, put your hand up." My
sister, looked at me, looked down the pew at my mom and dad, all of us with our
hands up, and looked around the small church with everyone else's hands up.
She, quite unaffected, put her hand in the air. Later, after communion, the
priest asked, "do we have announcements"? As usual when this question
is asked, there were several. We had a birthday announcement, an announcement
about mass time for next week, and then we (if we happened to be a woman), were
encouraged to bring a lilly to mass next week for Easter decorations. Relax.
raise your hand for communion for a head count, bring a lilly for Easter, turn
your cell phone off (or something funny may happen). Relax. Of course,
mass is always a little different at the beach. Think of all your funny mass
experiences- i'll bet at least one of them was at the beach. Was it, perhaps,
relaxed?
As
I thought and prayed later after mass, I thought of St. John
"relaxing" next to Jesus. If someone is relaxed, they are generally,
"at peace." Normally, they know who they are and are confident in
where they're going. So, from the people at St. Francis Xavier on Jekyll
Island, I learn to relax.
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