Tonight I went to the Catholic service held in Old West. It was a very refreshing experience since I have not gone to church in a long time, so I do not remember much of the customs of church. I was very nervous when I was there. I felt at times that I did not belong and I should not be there. It was awkward singing the songs, and I felt bad when everyone was repeating the prayers that I did not know. In the end it felt good to pray and be thankful for all the gifts that I have been given especially after a long week that did not end well.

I was very surprised by all the different types of people who came to the service. I thought that it would be mostly college students, but there were actually more adults and families with children than college students. I was also surprised at the dress. I remember when I was little I was always forced to wear a dress to go to church. Many people were not dressed up at all. There was one guy who was wearing sweats and a sweatshirt. I was also very impressed by the college students who ran the Bible readings and the playing and singing of the hymns. I was not aware that college students were big participants in the masses on Sunday evenings.

I thought that the priest was nice. While we were waiting for the mass to begin he struck up a conversation with Kate and me. He also explained to the group what he was wearing and why, and also the rules of the mass for example why he had to give a homily. Unfortunately he was very hard to understand since he mumbled a lot. I couldn’t really understand what his homily was really about because of this, and I wish that I did because I’m sure that that is the best part of the mass.

Overall this was a very good and interesting experience for me!