I meant to write this a week ago, but real life swept me away.
A week ago I stood in the choir loft of Gesu rehearsing for Mass of the Holy Spirit. For the first time in 16 weeks the choir gathered together to play and pray together, and I loved it. Liturgical choir is my niche on campus. Its my avenue for student involvement and helps me not only stay involved in Liturgical Ministries but also makes Marquette a much more personal experience for me.
SO back to the choir loft. We’re chilling, learning some new music, and even though I didn’t really leave campus this summer, I felt like I was coming home again (thus the title, see?). People that I love dearly were back, we were doin’ our thing, the freshmen had moved in, and I was (and am) incredibly grateful to have the opportunity to be back at school. Honestly, it may end up being one of the most memorable nights of the year, it made such a profound impression.
Walking home, there were already sirens blaring, drunk people yelling, and motorists attempting to run me over. Campus had just seemed empty without all of them, and while I find them obnoxious, they were missed and my MU experience wouldn’t be the same without all the insanity :)
Then Sunday came, and Mass of the Holy Spirit rolled around. I cannot tell you how much I LOVE Mass of the Holy Spirit. It has an energy and vitality to it that eery other Mass that I have been to lacks, and for me it marks the beginning of another year. Particularly this year, as my first year in the choir loft, hearing our congregation was phenomenal. When we started the Holy Holy, the piano, trumpet, flute, violin, organ, timpani, choir, and congregation filled the church and for a moment, I understood how the angels feel.
Now I’ve made it through the first week of school, and I am still elated to be “back on campus” with everyone again. So, MU people, welcome home (even though I know most you guys never really left either), and everyone else, COME VISIT!!blog comments powered by Disqus