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Weird Coincidences
This is just weird — really not too scary.
When I got married, my mom was sad because her mom (my grandmother) could not be there. (I was in 7th grade when she died.) When it came to the point in the ceremony to light the unity candle, Bill and I did so. We went to blow out our tapers and somehow blew out the unity candle. Yes, everyone in church laughed (I was freaking out in my head). Fast forward to last year. My sister swore she blew out her taper at the wedding. However, the flame did not go out. It looked like it relit itself. After my wedding, my mom wondered if that was my grandmother saying “Hey, I am here”. After my sister’s wedding, she was sure. We have one more weird candle happening. When Will was baptised this year, the priest had a really hard time getting his baptismal candle to light. My mom, sister, and I all looked at each other and smiled.
Weird Coincidences – Part II — I realized this in the hospital before we ever went home with Will. Madison was born 1-7; Will was born 6-7. Madison was 3 days early. Will was 3 weeks early. Madison was born at 1 in the afternoon. Will was born at 1 in the morning. Just enough coincidences to be weird.
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Baptism Meeting
The meeting last night was not half as bad as I thought it was going to be. Bill and I both laughed when the movie we had to watch was the same one we watched when we went to this meeting for Madison. The priest gave us a really good history of the sacrament of baptism and what to expect that day. Instead of taking 2 hours, we were done in about 45 minutes (yeah!). Now, I just have to start on the invitations.
Update to my church post
Well, I am not real impressed. We sat in the kids room. This didn’t make sense to me. The singers were miked, and we could hear them clearly. The priest was not. I could not hear his sermon at all. I didn’t go to church for an hour (well, we left during communion since there was no containing Madison anymore at that point, so it was more like 40 minutes) to not even hear the priest. I was pretty disappointed.
Granted, I know we were in the kids room, but why don’t other parents make their kids sit during mass. It makes it increasing difficult to make my kid mind when yours are running around like wild animals.
Next Sunday, we try a different church.
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