Yesterday in church I was sitting with my family and the Secular Franciscans. Usually I sit with the choir, so I was enjoying the opportunity to be near my husband.
That is, until he leaned over during the Responsorial Psalm and whispered, “This song sounds just like something out of Willy Wonka.”
Don’t even think about asking me what the Second Reading was about. I spent the entire time running through the score of the movie in my head, having psychedelic Gene Wilder flashbacks, until I figured out what song he was thinking of: “Pure Imagination.”
He was right, too. I’ll never hear that Dameans tune (“Remember Your Love”) the same way again.