Christmas Day
I’ve always liked repeats. If they stopped making films and television shows I’d be happy with what has already been made.
Perhaps that explains why I turned up for a repeat service.
No, it was purely down to freshman ignorance.
They teach you a lot in RCIA but not the mechanics of Christmas or which Mass you need to attend. Now I understood why the Christmas Eve service was so busy.
Obviously that had been the vigil service. It was packed out because I imagine most people, especially parents, would rather not have to get themselves or their family to church on Christmas morning.
I on the other hand went anyway. It was the first time I’d been to church on Christmas Day, and I quite liked the idea.
So even though Canon P apologised that the homily would be the same as that given the night before, I sat and enjoyed it all. It was nice to have the carols again. Just the piano and flute this time, played by a woman and her daughter, which was delightful.
What’s more the lack of people meant I got to help with the collection. Asked by S who hands out the mass books.
“You’re fully fledged,” she said with a smile. I said I’d proudly report this back to my wife.
Home to open gifts slightly later than expected. But cheerful, and enjoying a blessed Christmas.