
The inside of the church has some modern, artistic touches such as a clear glass window in the shape of a cross behind the altar with the crucified Jesus etched or molded into the cross-shaped window. Also, behind the tabernacle are two large copper colored plates perhaps intended to remind one of the shape of a host, serving as an interesting backdrop. Suspended above the tabernacle by a tripod is what appears to be a censer.
The choir director was a pistol of a woman, providing the firmness and energy necessary to produce quality singing. She alone is worth the price of admission.
There is a school next to the church and many young children were in attendance. The parishioners at the 10:30 am Mass were overwhelmingly white with one Filipino family and a single African-American man being the only other races represented that day. The church was full for Mass.
As usual I spoke to no one. When I started this journey one of my goals was to meet new people. That certainly hasn't occurred, mostly due to my own failure to reach out and introduce myself I suppose. This church made a very favorable impression on me nonetheless.
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