My First Mass

This morning I attended my first Catholic mass. The music was lovely as was the church in which it was sung! Besides the fact that they spoke in French, only about forty people showed up to the service, and the whole schpeal lasted forty-five minutes, I could not tell a large difference between the Catholic and Episcopal way of worship. To spice things up a bit, though, they added in the baptism of baby Mathilde to the ceremony! Leaving the building, we shook the preacher's hand, and I held Catherine's arm so we would not slip on the ice and snow as we left the building.