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It was at the end of a long day that started at 9 and ended at 4. I decided to attend the
Vespers service at the Russian Catholic Church, which started at 6. I had thought about going home because I had so much to do but I really wanted to do this.
The attendees at the service were:
The priest
The deacon
A server
Three choir members
2 people in the congregation, including me
As I entered the church a little early, I met a gentleman who stood in the vestibule who barely said hi.
I walked into the tiny church and saw another man who was sitting in one of two chairs set to the side. He was folding programs. I asked him if the service started at 6 he said yes. I asked for the bathroom and he directed me. When I came back, I asked if I could sit in the other chair and if it was okay if I took pictures. He said yes. He did not ask if it was my first time or other small talk. We sat next to each other silently.
I sat in one of two chairs that were off to the side. I tried to make conversation. I asked what time the service started and he told me. I asked where the bathroom was and he told me. I was not asked if I were visiting for the first time.
The priest came in and gave me a small smile. He said nothing else to me. I thought it was a matter of staying silent in the church, but then he went to the place in front behind the doors. The guy who was folding programs ended up being a deacon. He went behind the doors as well, to dress I presume. I could overhear the friendly banter between priest and deacon. The priest was speaking pretty loudly. They were speaking of personal matters. So I guess it’s okay to talk.
The guy who was outside came inside. He apparently was a choir member. Another younger one came in and said nothing to me. I was sitting by myself. He stood in the choir area. Another woman came who was apparently the choir director came in. The priest came out and lit some candle, not saying a word.
One attendee came and gave me a small nod.
The vespers service was okay. There was an issue with the music, but I won’t go into it here.
I never felt so ignored in my life.
After, I walked out and wondered why I bothered.
Vespers service at the Russian Catholic Church, which started at 6. I had thought about going home because I had so much to do but I really wanted to do this.
The attendees at the service were:
The priest
The deacon
A server
Three choir members
2 people in the congregation, including me
As I entered the church a little early, I met a gentleman who stood in the vestibule who barely said hi.
I walked into the tiny church and saw another man who was sitting in one of two chairs set to the side. He was folding programs. I asked him if the service started at 6 he said yes. I asked for the bathroom and he directed me. When I came back, I asked if I could sit in the other chair and if it was okay if I took pictures. He said yes. He did not ask if it was my first time or other small talk. We sat next to each other silently.
I sat in one of two chairs that were off to the side. I tried to make conversation. I asked what time the service started and he told me. I asked where the bathroom was and he told me. I was not asked if I were visiting for the first time.
The priest came in and gave me a small smile. He said nothing else to me. I thought it was a matter of staying silent in the church, but then he went to the place in front behind the doors. The guy who was folding programs ended up being a deacon. He went behind the doors as well, to dress I presume. I could overhear the friendly banter between priest and deacon. The priest was speaking pretty loudly. They were speaking of personal matters. So I guess it’s okay to talk.
The guy who was outside came inside. He apparently was a choir member. Another younger one came in and said nothing to me. I was sitting by myself. He stood in the choir area. Another woman came who was apparently the choir director came in. The priest came out and lit some candle, not saying a word.
One attendee came and gave me a small nod.
The vespers service was okay. There was an issue with the music, but I won’t go into it here.
I never felt so ignored in my life.
After, I walked out and wondered why I bothered.