In spite of the chilly wet weather, both Marc and I were out and about. Marc played golf. I took a very cool field trip and spent a wonderful (but long) morning at church to celebrate Gifts of Women Sunday.
The field trip was to a Hindu temple, specifically the BAPS Shri Swaminarayan Mandir, with our spring confirmation class (I am fortunate to be a mentor to one of the confirmands). Ten teens and 13 adults visited on Saturday afternoon.
Most of us had no idea what to expect; all of us were blown away. We learned not only about the Hindu religion, but also about the amazing construction process that follows traditions thousands of years old. …and the Atlanta temple is one of only five in the US (six in North America counting the one in Toronto).
The temple website is definitely work a click-through – even if just to see the beautiful photography! You can also learn more about that construction process – which took only 17 months and used 1.3 million volunteer hours. All the carving was done by hand, in India and then the pieces were shipped here for assembly. My mind is still boggled!
I hope to have photos from the services to share next week (relying on others’ iPhones is sometimes tricky business for Monday blog posts ;-), but it was 100% written and celebrated by women. Our congregation is blessed to have two wonderful female pastors, a beautiful women’s choral ensemble, a female guest organist and a host of other females of all ages – acolytes, greeters and ushers – to lead and celebrate worship. I had a very small speaking part to recognize the Presbyterian Women in our congregation; it was inspiring to see about half of the congregation stand for that!
We also spent a good bit of time together at home. We started the second season of Sneaky Pete, cheered the awesome showing of the ACC in the upcoming NCAA tournament and FaceTimed with our favorite boys. I love that I can now take photos from FaceTime (even if they’re blurry!).
That’s Sam hugging Charlie in the bath and Sam completely and utterly despondent when his dad left the house. The boys fight over who gets to hold the phone … I think Charlie sometimes lets Sam win. and I think Marc’s favorite thing about all of it is that Sam can say Poppa. Katie says that’s his first two-syllable word. (yep, just a little jealous).
And in between all of that, I also kept close tabs on the latest (last?) amaryllis bloom. Here it is yesterday afternoon.
Hard to tell it was pouring rain outside, isn’t it?!
Photos really do help to tell the stories! I hope you captured something good this weekend, too!