The chapel was filled with students, teachers, administrators from all three of our schools, as well as Espwa members. It is hard to put into words the essence of what was felt this morning at 9:00 when Mass began.
Looking into the eyes of the school members their was a sense of pride.
In the eyes of the alter servers and chorus- there was hope.
And looking into the eyes of Father Marc- there was love.
I have said before that Father Marc is an inspiration to me, and that I look up to him. But today, as I held sleeping Baby John in my arms, and sang Creole hymns with Amanda (poorly sang I might add), I realized that it is not just Father Marc that is an inspiration to me, but the community he has worked to create that truly inspires me.
The joy at Espwa seeps into my every pore, and is contagious. It takes a village to raise a child- and let me tell you, this village is raising them right.