Caturday Vigil: Remembering Sula at the Threshold of Easter

Sula, as sunset arrives and Easter vigil begins (photo by Peggy Neubauer, SJB) On this Caturday, as the sun sets and the Easter Vigil begins, my thoughts turn to a very special cat who understood sacred time better than most humans ever could. Sula, the beloved parish cat of Old Mission San Juan Bautista, was always the first in the pews on Holy Saturday. As twilight deepened and people began to arrive for the vigil, she was already there—settled, silent, waiting. She never made a show of it, never demanded attention. She simply was , her quiet presence grounding the space as if she’d been entrusted with keeping the threshold. There is something uniquely moving about a cat in a church. Maybe it’s their natural stillness, or the way they blend into shadow and candlelight. But Sula didn’t just blend in—she belonged. She welcomed without words. She watched without judgment. She was a quiet companion to those arriving in anticipation and reflection, bringing a touch of warmth and l...