The past week has been a week of firsts for our little community here in Ireland. We had our first parent meeting for the Parish Confirmation Program. We had our first house-guest. And we had our first invasion by gigantic mutant Irish spiders.
That last sentence should be explained. Many people do not associate Ireland as the friendliest climate for spiders. In fact, a cursory google search of Irish spiders reveals a list of results about as extensive as that of Notre Dame victories under Charlie Weis (not very extensive). But do not be fooled. There are spiders in Ireland. And they all live in our house. And they are all roughly the size of a small giraffe. One of the great parts of living in community, though, is that we communally kill these spiders. Just kidding. The girls communally scream really loud and then I kill the spiders. But community anyway! Call me Patrick the Spider Hunter or something.* (Feel free to put nickname suggestions in the comments).
On a more serious note, the work in the parish is all going very well. Tuesday and Wednesday nights marked the introductory parent meetings for the parish’s new Confirmation preparation program. We are using a program designed by the Irish Church called You Shall be My Witnesses. Jessica and Clarisa are serving as co-coordinators of the program with other parish volunteers. The program also calls on a great deal of collaboration with the parents of the Confirmation candidates, who were eager to sign-up to help as group leaders. In both schools, we exceeded the number of parent volunteers needed—a very encouraging sign.
In other news, we had a great visit from our friend Flannery, who is working with the L’Arche community in Cork. It was great to catch-up with a friend and to be able to show our new city off a little bit.
This weekend brings our first weekend liturgical music responsibilities at the parish. Please keep us in our prayers as we begin this important part of our ministry. And from all of us at the House (including our eight-legged friends), God Bless.
*An amendment from Carolyn: “Patrick screams way louder than any of us, even if he does kill the spiders. He is more like Patrick the Spider Wuss”
So good to hear that parents are excited about this! This was my biggest worry going into the new program. Just awesome. You guys must have sold the program well 🙂
Listen, I only scream when the spider is inches away from KILLING something, okay? Poor roly-poly.
Spider Man! That’s who he is! And of course he screams! Who wouldn’t when fending off arachnids from the fair women of the House of Brigid?
Give a big hug to Flannery! And from all of us, a huge hello. We just finished singing Dyana Guthrie and her beau down the aisle – along with raising up big “DON’T FREAK OUT” signs from the choir loft as they promenaded.
All right, you asked for it….so away we go:
What did the spider say when he broke his new web?
Darn it!
What did the Irish wife spider say to her Irish spider husband when he tried to explain why he was late?
Your spinning me a yarn here! [recited with an Irish spider Brogue accent]
What do you get if you cross a tarantula with a rose?
I’m not sure, but I wouldn’t try smelling it! [ouch]
Why did the spider buy a car?
So he could take it out for a spin! [obviously not a Teach Bhride Irish Spider]
What happened when the chef found a daddy long legs in the salad?
It became a daddy short legs! [think of that the next time you have communal salad for dinner at the house]
And now, my favorite, dedicated to “Paddy The Irish Arachnid Slayer”…
What do you call a big Irish spider?
Paddy long legs!
Love to all from Mobile.