So last weekend the air conditioning went out in the church. Of course it was the hottest week of the year. This always seems to happen on the weekend during the hottest week of the year. So we had a plan. We were not only going to install new air conditioning (man is that expensive), we would also fix the old one so that if it EVER went down again, we would have a back up.
We were only waiting for a part to arrive and all would be well. Regular calls to the trucking company informed us that everything was RIGHT ON SCHEDULE and that by Friday, worshipers would be able to return to their pews in the comfort of artificially chilled air.
Then, at the last possible moment, the company said, "Did we say on time? We meant to say that it would late." Of course that got my liturgical underwear in a bind and so told John our facilities manager to order emergency air conditioning in the form of a truck. They came and pumped cool air into the church all weekend for less that the amount we lost in the collection the previous weekend because people went elsewhere to avoid the stifling church.
I didn't get to enjoy the free holy sauna the previous week. "Sweating with the saints!" I was in Steubenville in the air conditioned recreation center having Mass with hundreds of youth. But I do sympathize with those, particularly those with breathing difficulties and other ailments, who need the cooled air. I get that those extreme temperatures can be dangerous as well as uncomfortable.