Due to a wedding and a funeral and our rector's inability to split herself in half, we had an unexpected eucharist last night (to reserve the Sacrament for Sunday when she'll be in Rothesay). What a treat it was! Clouds of incense, lots and lots of candles all over the sanctuary - so many I feared for the rector going up in smoke herself when her vestments swished a little too close for comfort - and all for me and two others. It was bliss. I'm doing the sermon on Sunday and I felt that God had really given it his best shot now and it's up to me to do him justice.
The midges were waiting for us outside, but even they couldn't break the mood.
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I'm only belatedly reading your blog. I enjoyed that night too, and wonder when we might do it again.
You needn't have feared for my safety. Walking through fire was one of the things they did teach us at TISEC.
How bizarre. Blooger thinks I posted that at 6.38 am when it's 7.38 pm by my reconning. Is Blogger from down under?
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