My church, St. Joseph's, has no air conditioning.
Or, rather, let's just say that the air conditioning that it does have was left without regular maintenance to rot over the past decade or so. That, and the cooling tubes are lined with asbestos.
So, really, it has no air conditioning.
It was hot at the 11:00 am Mass this morning because back in 1947, when they built St. Joseph's, the the style was to use poured cement to place a stylized English Gothis church on the tree-lined streets of downtown Santa Ana. Nice to look at, easy to construct, but cement holds in the heat like you cannot believe. The Saturday 5:00 pm and the Sunday 7:00 pm Masses take on all of the allure of the Bataan Death March.
And my lovely daughter battled it out as an altar server, schvitzing like a schnorrer under that robe. But Kate persevered. As did Fr. Michael and Fr. John, although they adopted the "summer look" of albs and stoles only. If you think our priests should wear the chausible, please make a donation to our Building Fund. Bad news is that before the A/C can be fixed, the church needs to be retrofitted for earthquakes.
I got an idea, though, when I noticed the height of the collars on the priests' albs back in the sacristy. I went online today to Amazon.com and bought two of these to drop ship to the rectory. I gotta look after my men and I hope these prove useful in the long, hot summer ahead.
Fr. John, as pastor, had the unenviable task of preaching today on the money situation for the year ahead, and it does not look good. Nearly 4,000 registered families at the church - so it is popular and draws a crowd - but people are unwilling to give enough. Many - God, no, a majority - don't give at all! Maybe we don't have mandatory tithing like the Mormons or temple dues like the Jews, but give up that latte this week and drop it in the basket.