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Well, we did it again. From the moment the pastor said “let’s process in from outside,” I knew all bets were off that we were going to read the Gospel without interruption.
We had the awkward outside moments outside where the traffic drowned out Father. We had the little realization as we entered church that our hymn was completely out of synch with the hymn being sung inside by those who didn’t come out. And the always fun finding people in ‘our’ pews who didn’t realize they were occupied because they came in after we left for the outside. All First World problems, for sure, but just lent (no pun intended) a disappointing feeling to what is one of my favorite Sundays of the Church year.
The liturgical minister was in fine form banging a tambourine as we marched in. And then the cantor left her little music stand light on as the Gospel began, I knew we were in for trouble.
On the other hand, we did sing “What Wondrous Love Is This” as a communion hymn, which I really like.
We had the awkward outside moments outside where the traffic drowned out Father. We had the little realization as we entered church that our hymn was completely out of synch with the hymn being sung inside by those who didn’t come out. And the always fun finding people in ‘our’ pews who didn’t realize they were occupied because they came in after we left for the outside. All First World problems, for sure, but just lent (no pun intended) a disappointing feeling to what is one of my favorite Sundays of the Church year.
The liturgical minister was in fine form banging a tambourine as we marched in. And then the cantor left her little music stand light on as the Gospel began, I knew we were in for trouble.
On the other hand, we did sing “What Wondrous Love Is This” as a communion hymn, which I really like.