For a second week in a row, I've been a blogging slacker. As much as I wanted to comment on the week's events (notably the Pennsylvania primary election and Rand Paul's win in Kentucky), the days came and went without a post.
But, despite this passage of time, I did want to again record a get-away: Last weekend, I went to Cape May, NJ, with my friend Rachel. (Rachel is the elder sister of my old college buddy Waldie.)
It was a very relaxing trip. We chilled with Rachel's 'rents (who live there), lounged on the beach, sampled the offerings at the Cape May Winery, shopped at The West End Garage and enjoyed a cover band called The Loop at The Ugly Mug.
On Sunday, I went to the 11 a.m. Mass for the Seventh Sunday of Easter at St. John of God Church in Town Bank, NJ. It’s a fairly large church with a modern design.
Having spent some time the previous day pondering the Atlantic waves, this verse from the second reading (from Revelation Chapter 22) stuck out to me:
“ … The Spirit and the bride say ‘Come.’ Let the hearer say, ‘Come.’ Let the one who thirsts come forward, and the one who wants it receive the gift of life-giving water. … ”
Flashbacks: Seventh Sundays of Easter 2009 and 2008.
The image above of the Delaware Bay is from here.