Dear Parish Family,
Today is my last official day as a member of the St. Robert's Parish Staff. I approach this day with mixed emotions. While I am sad to be leaving, I am excited to be moving on, and honored for the time I was able to spend here. Working at this parish has been one of the most wonderful experiences of my life. I will always equate my time here as being fun and a tremendous learning experience. I was blessed that the Lord sent me this way and I have become a better person as a result of my time here.

The last two years are filled with such fond memories, that make saying goodbye that much harder. I have so many things to say, but two words really sum up how I feel: THANK YOU! Thank you to our Heavenly Father, thank you to our Priests, thank you to our Nuns, thank you to my fellow Parish Staff members, thank you to the various clubs that were a constant support, thank you to my Core team, thank you to the members of Youth Ministry "Tuesday Night Teen Club," and thank you to the good and faithful people of St. Robert's.

I love you all and you will always be with me in my heart, mind, and prayers. I'll see you around and if you're ever near St. Peter's please feel free to drop by and say hi.

EUCHARISTIC ADORATION:

As a Parish Community

We are in need of canned food donations. At this time, our food supply is very low and we could use your help with the following:

canned fruits and vegetables,
jams and peanut butter,
pasta and pasta jar sauce
and canned meats

If you read this column in last week’s bulletin carefully, you noticed that I was a week ahead of myself! Those readings on which I based my reflections are the ones for this Sunday’s readings. My apologies.

I was on vacation with my sister and my niece in Yellowstone Park the week before last. It was hot, but wonderful! We saw bear, coyotes, fox, elk, and wolves at a distance through a ranger's scope. The Hot Springs at Mammoth, Old Faithful Geyser and an even bigger one, the Grand Geyser were amazing. The Upper and Lower Falls of the Yellowstone were glorious and the mist from both created rainbows to transfix us, young and old alike! My Dad had taken us there many years ago when we were little and we had returned in 1991. As we waited for the geysers to blow, I couldn't help but think that nature is one reality which we can't control. The geyser would spout when it was ready, no matter how impatient we might be. At the falls, I thought of the power and the beauty of so much water, dashing against the rocks. Nothing we could create could match that. As we passed the city of Butte, Montana, we wondered about the ground water there where strip mining has been the lifeblood of the place.

We traveled over some of the Lewis and Clark trail, trying to imagine what it must have been like 100 years ago. We recalled the importance of Sacagawea, whose husband a French trapper, was the one actually hired to be an interpreter. But without her practical knowledge, the “Corps of Discovery” would have been doomed. Her presence and that of her child symbolized the peaceful intent of the group and evoked further assistance from the various tribes they encountered. The members of the expedition seemed to have treated the native peoples as equal human beings, an amazing awareness for that time.

You are invited
Recital of Sacred music
Sunday, August 7th at 2:30 p.m.
at St. Roberts church.

Sopranos Rachel Carter and Natalie Barrens,
with Pianist Kerry Leyden,
will be performing

Music includes
classical and traditional hymns and spirituals.

Interested in Coming Home?