Today was a BIG CELEBRATION at church. We celebrated the Feast of All Saints (transferred from Nov. 2) and also our pledge ingathering.
I acolyted at both services.
Fr. Scot dressed as Thomas Cranmer, Archbishop of Canterbury, and taught the history of the church and the Book of Common Prayer from that persona.
(if you don't behave he might clock you with that big ole thing)
At the early service, it was a regular sermon/history lesson that reminded me that a lot of people really behaved very badly around all of that. Sheesh. And we have a denomination built on it.
At the 10:30 family service, it was a lesson/skit with audience participation. Uproarious.
The processional included 2 vergers, a thurifer, a banner, a brass band of sorts (we processed to Oh When the Saints Go Marching In), a parade of little ones dressed up like saints, 2 priests, a deacon, and a cherry on top! Wow. I was crucifer, third in line, so I really didn't get the full effect. I'm looking forward to seeing the photos.
As usual on first Sunday, the kids gathered around for the Eucharistic Prayer and put their elbows on the altar. We used Rite I, as it's closer to Cranmer's language. I loved it so much. I wanted to lie down and roll around in it. Fortunately for everyone I managed to refrain.
At communion one of the littles dropped her host on the ground. I collected and ate it. I was reminded of the last time when I took home communion to someone and dropped ALL the hosts on the floor. Oh my. I'm grateful at least that I am not in the days of Mary Queen of Scots when we would probably all have been beheaded or something.
Did I mention that it was pledge ingathering? yes, and there was a potluck after the second service to celebrate. I didn't stay because I needed to get home for some phonebanking.
Looking forward to Election Day when all this hoohah can be over. Grateful that Trinity Episcopal in Fort Worth is hosting a day-long prayer vigil and Noonday Prayer. It's what's keeping me from flying off the planet right now.
Be blessed, y'all.