Do you know what makes mass wonderfully short? A power outage combined with 105 degree heat. In the aftermath of the storm, I carefully traversed Harford Rd (Four way stops, people!) and found St. Dominic's.
It was much bigger than I thought it would be. There were four columns of pews, with the outer ones against the walls. I have no idea what the homily was about because I was busy checking out the stained glass windows and the ceiling and then back to the stained glass. It looks like paper. I continue to wonder how important paying attention is. I realized I am no closer to knowing the new translation. And realized that in this heat, it might be time to wash the dress I have been wearing to church every week all summer.
This mass was supposed to have a choir, but I think they made a last minute switch to cantor and piano. There was a very talented soloist. A little boy with an Elmo backpack (I assume his son) cheered him on. Their website seems to need some updating, but it looks like they have both a book club (I've been looking for one of those) and a game night.
The crowd was small but friendly. They didn't even make me relocate from my seat in the back of the church. I learned they are part of the "Northeast Nine." I've been to several of those churches and planned on knocking them out in the coming weeks. But then I slept through Sunday morning. I didn't make it Little Flower, but hope to soon.
Next stop: Holy Cross (Catholic Community of South Baltimore)
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