Our very tiny church in Vietnam

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I am not sure where to post it but I thought I shared in this forum.

I just found out that my childhood parish has a website. It is in Vietnam, and I was so happy to see it as it reminds me of my childhood memories here where I had served as altar boy when I was very little for early morning 5:30a.m. and 7:00pm masses.

It is a small very small church but I always loved it here. Everything looks almost the same except there are ceiling fans now! No A.C.

First pic: the Altar area - tabernacle in the middle, Virgin Mary holding Baby Jesus on the right and St Joseph holding Baby Jesus on the left. Incense holder is in front of the Altar.

The stand for readings is put away. I don’t know why but we always did this when there was no mass.

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Second pic: all the pews: 3 persons per pew. Women sit on the left, and men on the right.
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Third pic: the entrance - stairs will take you to some priest’s rooms -
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Happy memories to you, water! Thank you for sharing these lovely pictures.🙂
 
Thank you!.
I had forgot to mention that there was no cushion on the kneeler; sometimes, the priest would have us kneel nearly 45 minutes during the Eucharistic Adoration; my knees hurt! I think that somebody complained about it, and he spent more time sitting down. 😃
 
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Thank you!.
I had forgot to mention that there was no cushion on the kneeler; sometimes, the priest would have us kneel nearly 45 minutes during the Eucharistic Adoration; my knees hurt! I think that somebody complained about it, and he spent more time sitting down. 😃
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Very small & very pretty! Thanks Water & God bless you! May I ask how long ago that you left that parish?
 
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Thanks! It’s about 18 years ago.
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Wow, it couldn’t have been easy getting out of Vietnam 18 years ago. I bet that’s a story in and of itself…🙂

When I lived in another city, I used to have a Vietnamese friend who had escaped right at the end of the war. He and another kid stowed away on some small boat.

Vietnamese food rocks. I like that spicy stuff.

God bless you!
 
Jacafamala said:
Wow, it couldn’t have been easy getting out of Vietnam 18 years ago. I bet that’s a story in and of itself…🙂

When I lived in another city, I used to have a Vietnamese friend who had escaped right at the end of the war. He and another kid stowed away on some small boat.

Vietnamese food rocks. I like that spicy stuff.

God bless you!
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My brother could tell you his story, but mine wasn’t much thrill at all. I was legally getting out of my country on a Boeing. 🙂 Yes, I love Vietnamese spicy food, but it hurt my stomach 2 days ago for eating too much hot pepper. 😃
 
Astounding contribution to this forum.
Thank you so much.
Blessings on all of your family.
 
Beautiful simplicity … Love this church! 🙂

Thank you for sharing, water.

~~ the phoenix
 
Water? You’re over in Austin. Is there a Vietnamese parish there like there is here in Baton Rouge and several down in New Orleans?
 
Good on ya, Mate. The Catholic mission to Asia is so vital, yet ignored by the West. The fatalism of home-grown Asian religions gave way to the West’s most diabolical ideology ever concocted – Marxism, which slaughtered tens of millions in Asia, in the name of ‘bettering society’. When I reflect on the failure of native-born Asian religions, the hideous images of Mao, Kim Il San, and Pol Pot surface in my thinking. All three were indescribable monsters. Mao never brushed his teeth, took handfuls of sleeping pills all day to stay high, had huge harems, and considered sexual intercourse with young women the only form of ‘bathing’ he needed. He especially and specifically delighted in swimming in polluted water. When he met Nixon in 1972, he was higher than a kite on sleeping pills. He was a madman of astronomical proportion, yet is celebrated as an icon of Communism. And then there are the lurid, gutt-wrenching stories of Pol Pot and the Kims of North Korea. Monsters…utter monsters in dire need of redemption. I don’t mean any of this in a racist sense. Race has nothing to do with it.
 
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