Tea
Tuesday, October 24th, 2006
We live down the street from St. Paul’s, the local parish church. For the last 15 years I’ve attended either their monthly Bible studies or weekly prayer meetings.
Today was Mme Mosimann’s 91st birthday, so Wife prepared cupcakes and Ukrainian honey cookies for the Tuesday prayer group. After the prayers, the ladies and two pastors came over for tea and we sang happy birthday (everyone was a little confused about how to fit “Mme Mosimann” into the song, so it kind of died out there—but we picked up the tune for a grand finale. It was hard for them to sing without an organ…)
We discussed life in the neighborhood, which buildings were being torn down, which were being rebuilt. Then one of the ladies told of her childhood in Italy during the war and how the fascists burned down her house. The ladies admired Wife’s kitchen and the picture/photo wall. Everyone stayed about an hour. Mme Mosimann had a birthday lunch coming up with her son.
I’ve seen probably 5 pastors come and go at that church, and there always seems to be a renewal of old ladies for the Tuesday prayers. They are just one of the reasons I love our neighborhood.
Today was Mme Mosimann’s 91st birthday, so Wife prepared cupcakes and Ukrainian honey cookies for the Tuesday prayer group. After the prayers, the ladies and two pastors came over for tea and we sang happy birthday (everyone was a little confused about how to fit “Mme Mosimann” into the song, so it kind of died out there—but we picked up the tune for a grand finale. It was hard for them to sing without an organ…)
We discussed life in the neighborhood, which buildings were being torn down, which were being rebuilt. Then one of the ladies told of her childhood in Italy during the war and how the fascists burned down her house. The ladies admired Wife’s kitchen and the picture/photo wall. Everyone stayed about an hour. Mme Mosimann had a birthday lunch coming up with her son.
I’ve seen probably 5 pastors come and go at that church, and there always seems to be a renewal of old ladies for the Tuesday prayers. They are just one of the reasons I love our neighborhood.