I wasn’t feeling great, so I called in sick. Then Lisa called and we decided to hit a Mass. So off we went to Sacred Heart Parish and I really am glad we did!
It was adorable…quaint, sweet, and tucked on a quiet side road that runs parallel to Rte. 7.When we entered the church the settled spirit in there was obvious. The people were friendly, saying hello, holding the door for us, asking if we were visitors! So nice. One lady was so proud of the new statue outside she wanted us to notice it.
There were about 30 people in that tiny church and they ranged from 13 years old to 85!
On the way out Lisa and I walked out of the big wooden doors with the wreaths with purple streamers and found ourselves along side an older couple. He was helping her navigate the pavement so she wouldn’t fall. They chatted with us and we told them we were just visiting for the day. Without a split second, they both said, “Hope you come back to see us again!”. It felt like such a “hometown, country feeling” yet we were only about 7 miles from home! VERY NICE!!!
What a treat on a Monday morning. The only thing that would have made that scene completely perfect would have been if there was some light New England snow falling!