IT’S PERSONAL.
It maybe the onset of maturity, (finally) or the first stages of dementia, but I think I am beginning to understand the Paschal Mystery and its role in my life, (or is that my role in it? Read on). Continue Reading »
My own Veneration of the Cross completed, I began piously to prepare for the end a ceremony which was beginning to feel a tad too long. Suddenly, there was an unexpected Mexican wave-like movement through the congregation and attention turns 180 degrees to the very elaborate Altar of Repose to be found in the cordoned off main entrance. Clergy processed, canopies were raised, censers were swung and the Blessed Sacrament was brought through the church to the main altar. This all, of course, takes a long time. I wait quietly to escape. Suddenly, the sound of quiet sobbing demanded attention and looking up, I saw to my left a woman weeping into her prayer book. Continue Reading »