Tuesday, December 9, 2008


I think that someone might be trying to tell me something. Although I am not sure what it is. Here is a list of events in no particular order that happened today. 

- A plastic "Magic" Ball exploded in my hand leaving blue ink all over my desk and hand, but NOT my beautiful WHITE sweater. 
- A colleague was reading his bible when I went to ask him a question, the passage he was reading, has been my favorite since I was 8 years old. 
- After a frantic phone call from one of the families we are sponsoring for the holiday's at work yesterday, her case worker called me this morning to thank me for letting them know what was going on and let me know not to worry, they had found a solution for her. 
- When I went to the neurologist today there was a priest there to visit the ENT that shares an office with him. He had the same name as my favorite childhood priest. 

I think that maybe I need to get my butt back to church. Somehow though Googling "Closest Catholic Church" doesn't seem quiet the right way to find one. Any suggestions? Especially when you grew up no where near here?


Adrienne said...

As a reformed Catholic, sorry, couldn't resist.

Do a search for Bingo Halls in your area, you're certain to come up with a Church in there.

Crazy Sister said...

Well there's a superb Catholic Church right here in my little Australian country town. Come on down!

I'm guessing managing Bacon at a new church will be the toughie. Fantale lollies are good for gluing their little jaws shut, just so you know...

Christa said...

Ask someone who is close to you if they have a preference of Catholic church. People like coworkers or friends might now of one. Or you can look in the phone book under Churches. You might have to go to a few different ones in order to find one you really like.

I wish you well in your search for a church home. I commend you for trying to get Bacon into church.