Warning: Church-oriented post liek whoa. Pls skip if you are likely to be annoyed.
So. ^___^ Father Julian came back to preach one more sermon before he moves to Ohio to his new parish. He's so wonderful. I'm going to miss him lots, but it's so wonderful that he got accepted to the parish.
(I never know what to call Daphne, by the way. I usually try to call her Reverend Daphne. It was so much easier with Father Bill and Father Julian and even Father Harmon, but it feels so awkward with Daphne. ;___; I want to do it right, and she's so warm and wonderful and huggable that it feels stiff calling her 'Reverend'. Guh. Why isn't there an easy way about this?)
And he preached about being healed of leprosy, and reinterpreting the passage in the New Testament about the man Jesus healed. It was--a very beautiful sermon. I usually fall asleep during the sermon (because I fail at getting any sleep on Sunday nights, because I am stupid), but I couldn't to-day. And I copied out the Psalm into my beautiful journal Manon gave me, because I wanted to keep it. Mum says actually it's Nana's favourite Psalm (or it was when she could remember it). It's Forty-Three. But I also found One-Thirty-Nine, the one Nanni wanted me to read, and oh. It's--oh. I copied it, too.
Because of the snow, we only had thirty-four people, and the lay minister didn't show, so it was only me as acolyte and Father Julian and Reverend Daphne for service participants. But that was all right.
I am, incidentally, going to the church retreat two weeks from now. I had not mentioned that before, but. Because, demmit, Soujin is religious (she is constantly worried that people will not like her for it, but the fact remains). Of course, it was definitely a deciding point that Daphne will be there. I've never done anything like this before, so we shall see how it goes.
(And Daphne and I talked about praying to-day, and it was. and I. you see, I can never talk about this sort of thing. praying goes into something different for me, it's not just saying something, it's very--and I don't know.)
We had beautiful hymns to-day, too, and I like processing, because I am a dork. And I love my vestments, because I am a dork.
And I want to go to church next week, too, because we are having a healing service, and I--want to go. Ah.
So. ^___^ Father Julian came back to preach one more sermon before he moves to Ohio to his new parish. He's so wonderful. I'm going to miss him lots, but it's so wonderful that he got accepted to the parish.
(I never know what to call Daphne, by the way. I usually try to call her Reverend Daphne. It was so much easier with Father Bill and Father Julian and even Father Harmon, but it feels so awkward with Daphne. ;___; I want to do it right, and she's so warm and wonderful and huggable that it feels stiff calling her 'Reverend'. Guh. Why isn't there an easy way about this?)
And he preached about being healed of leprosy, and reinterpreting the passage in the New Testament about the man Jesus healed. It was--a very beautiful sermon. I usually fall asleep during the sermon (because I fail at getting any sleep on Sunday nights, because I am stupid), but I couldn't to-day. And I copied out the Psalm into my beautiful journal Manon gave me, because I wanted to keep it. Mum says actually it's Nana's favourite Psalm (or it was when she could remember it). It's Forty-Three. But I also found One-Thirty-Nine, the one Nanni wanted me to read, and oh. It's--oh. I copied it, too.
Because of the snow, we only had thirty-four people, and the lay minister didn't show, so it was only me as acolyte and Father Julian and Reverend Daphne for service participants. But that was all right.
I am, incidentally, going to the church retreat two weeks from now. I had not mentioned that before, but. Because, demmit, Soujin is religious (she is constantly worried that people will not like her for it, but the fact remains). Of course, it was definitely a deciding point that Daphne will be there. I've never done anything like this before, so we shall see how it goes.
(And Daphne and I talked about praying to-day, and it was. and I. you see, I can never talk about this sort of thing. praying goes into something different for me, it's not just saying something, it's very--and I don't know.)
We had beautiful hymns to-day, too, and I like processing, because I am a dork. And I love my vestments, because I am a dork.
And I want to go to church next week, too, because we are having a healing service, and I--want to go. Ah.