I didn't expect to be in Rockwall on June 27. We dropped Tim off at FCC Rockwall for the Mission Trip presentation and then proceeded to worship at St. Matthias Old Catholic Church, which, if you didn't know, is the congregation that worships in our old sanctuary, now owned by the Rockwall Wedding Chapel. It was at the same time very familiar and excedingly strange. That's not just because I weeping mess during every song in the wake of my grief. It was familiar because of the pews. Besides that, the walls and ceiling were all remodeled. And here in the midst of the 1916 building, a Catholic liturgy was being celebrated. My good friend Todd Bell is priest/bishop of that congregation and he led what ended up being a healing balm for my soul. If you are unfamilar with the Old Catholic church, they are in no way a part of the Roman Catholic church and do not recognize the pope. They allow their priests to marry and allow all comers to particpate in the communion service. The blending of the old and comforting with the new and unfamiliar was the perfect salve for me this Sunday.
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