Saints

Today was beautiful in a hopeful sort of way. It was still somewhat warm, but a crisp was creeping into the air. It made me think of Fall retreats that I've been on at Shrine Mont. We all know summer is over, but being back on the mountain for one last grasp of mountain air somehow gets us through the winter until spring is upon us. I started feeling sorry for myself - being far away from home and camp folk. I went to a jazz Eucharist this morning (which, as a side note, was fantastic!) The last song the Gateway Jazz Band played was "When the Saints to Marching In." This is the song we sing as an opening for all of the closing Eucharists at St. George's camp at Shrine Mont. It was incredible to me how much I was missing "home" and found this familiar song in a new place. It made me think anew about the saints by whom I am constantly surrounded.

This clip is obviously not the Gateway Jazz Band, but I figured Louis Armstrong's version, http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wyLjbMBpGDA can't be half bad either. Enjoy!