Palm Sunday Mass, we've just heard Luke's account of the Passion. Samson is sitting on the floor quietly and contentedly coloring. As the choir begins to sing, he picks up two crayons and begins air drumming.
When they finish he adds a "psssh" sound and strikes his air cymbal. He did this after every song for the rest of Mass. Including the super somber flute solo/closing hymn "Were you there?"
Nothing like trying to stifle laughter in church on the most solemn day of the year. I had always assumed having children might be my ticket into heaven.
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