Because I know everyone cares deeply about the random fluctuations that shoot through the neurons of my brain I write again...
I'm working today, on a Sunday. This caused me much anxiety as I tried to figure out how I was going to manage to make it mass and still get to work on time.
I could have driven my car into The City and gone to the 7:30 mass at Sts. Peter and Paul, which is a lovely church, but the mass at that hour there is pretty weak in my experience, plus I've developed an aversion to driving in San Francisco again. I don't know what caused that, a month ago I thought driving to The City was wonderful, I actually LIKED it. Now I can't imagine a worse fate.
I could have tried to go to 11:00 mass at the Shrine of St. Francis in The City, which is where I go to daily mass on my work days, but that would have used up my whole lunch and more since a Sunday mass is longer than a daily mass, it didn't feel like the right way to do things.
I didn't want to go to mass on Saturday evening because Lora was fixing a nice dinner and I didn't want to be late. Whatever was I going to do?
I looked around for an early mass I could get to and still make the 8:01am train from Dublin into The City to get to work on time. Finally noticed that St. Michael's in Livermore has a 6:45am mass, I could go to that and make the train! Woo hoo. I always enjoyed St. Michael's anyway, it's a more traditional church than most and I like that a lot. Plus they have a cool statue of St. Michael the Archangel depicted as a medieval knight standing to the side of the sanctuary, you can't really see it in this picture but it's there on the right :-)
One more random thing from my brain.
I've been reading a book called Mere Catholicism by Ian Ker. Pretty good stuff. Of course it's inspired by CS Lewis' Mere Christianity, which is a classic apologetic work. Ker's book is pretty good but not quite up to the level of Lewis' I don't think. Lewis had a way of condensing confusing and complicated ideas into understandable forms. Ker does the same thing but not quite as smoothly.
In the chapter on the Eucharist, The Meal of All Meals, is this "Because they not only hang on His words but actually live off His body in the Eucharist, they can be said to form the "Body of Christ" in more than a figurative sense. When, therefore, in the Eucharist they offer up the Body of Christ in sacrifice, they also inevitably at the same time are offering up themselves since they are the body of Christ." I like the way he put that, I've had that same thought before, as we consume the body of Christ we come closer together with each other than ever as the Body of Christ, we are what we consume. We are what we eat.
Well, that's it for today's random thoughts, I have to go now.