This past week, there was no RCIA class, and I was at my mother's house, so I wasn't able to go to Saturday mass like I usually do. I seriously missed going to church. I did make it home in time to go to the Sunday mass at St. Jude's, but I didn't go to the second mass at the Cathedral because there was no RCIA gathering.
I feel so comforted when I go to church. I feel like I could pray for hours there.
My friend L wasn't at church yesterday, I imagine she was probably traveling for the holidays. We had a substitute preacher, who was very fun to listen to. He's not a native English speaker, and he had a fun accent.