Lent is the greyest, coldest, and most depressing time of the year. At least that is how I remember feeling about lent ever since I was a kid...
At a Mass this week consecrating the diocese to St Joseph, the Bishop made special note of those who’d chosen a consecrated life, particularly referencing the many Women Religious who have served the diocese over the decades. As he listed the many Religious Orders with deep roots in our communities, it became clear how many of them now existed only in the history books.
I’ve often been surprised at the number of times God seems to use random songs to speak to me. It often comes out of the blue, and might be songs I have only a passing knowledge of. The song just pops into my head, and along with it comes a weird sense of how God’s using it to speak to me.
When we encounter good people, we feel we see God. When we experience goodness from other people: sympathy, respect, giving hope, we normally say: “Oh, it’s God’s blessing.”
2020 is now in the history books and we welcome 2021. Tradition has it that one makes resolutions for the new year. Well, to be honest, I have never really put too much into such. Usually during the time between Christmas and New Years I ponder things and attempt to develop some form of a resolution for the new year, but with the usual family gatherings and activities that take place in that time period of Christmas and New Years I usually don’t have the opportunity to put too much time and/or effort into the resolution development. It usually is a brief amount of reflection and some quick thoughts about possible resolution items and that is pretty much as far as it gets. This year was different though. The time between Christmas and New Years allowed for ample reflection time…maybe too much reflection time.
Well its been a tad mad around here! The vibe of the office is a bit like 7 exhausted people trying their best to fit a 10’ by 10’ jigsaw puzzle into a 1” by 1” space with a bunch of monkeys stealing all the edge pieces. Additionally, I am the mother of 6 - 3 of whom have birthdays in December… As you can imagine, I return home every evening and find myself trying to find ways of relaxing that DON’T include consuming an entire bottle of wine EVERY night.
Like the rest of the population, our parish has been living with the realities of Covid since mid-March, when public activities were first suspended. As a facility where people traditionally gather together, this has affected every single aspect of what we do.
Ah, good ol’ March of 2020. We innocently still thought we would be celebrating Easter together. Ha!
As our lives changed in our attempts to (rather successfully at first) slow the spread of the virus, one shift that quickly took place was offering a live stream of some of our celebrations. Here’s a little behind-the-scenes of that experience.
It’s sold! A couple of weeks ago my sister called to inform us our childhood home had been sold. My mom, after becoming a widow, remained in the house just prior to her passing in the fall of 2018 at the age of 95. Another one of my sisters moved in the house and lived there until early this year. It was then decided that the house would be put on the market. I grew up in the Mayfair area in one of the cul de sacs affectionately known as ‘horseshoes’ just off Idywyld Drive.
Cathedral of the Holy Family
123 Nelson Road
Saskatoon, SK
S7S 1H1
Phone: 306-659-5800
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We acknowledge that we are located on Treaty 6 Territory and the Homeland of the Métis.
