I picked up my fancy cane with the butterflies on it, tucked my music into my carpet bag and while the air was still fresh and cool this morning I walked the half block to church.
Across the street and down the sidewalk (we only have sidewalks on one side of the street) I tapped along, feeling rather unfamiliar with this walking aid as it is the first time I have used it since Charles bought it for me a couple of years ago. I passed the long line of parked cars belonging to Catholic communicants attending 8.30 mass and crossed to the other side into the shade of the trees surrounding the Church where, I have to admit, parked cars were much less prevalent. The Roman Catholics are staunch in their faith and customs, while we, half Anglican, half United Church, waver around from one tradition to another trying to find a way of worship acceptable to all.
What assists us more than anything is the sense of community and family and a true fondness for each other.
It was a lively service, - I had chosen hymns that were alive with rhythm and syncopation - a fast paced version of Psalm 24 based on an Israeli Folk Melody and arranged by John Ferguson, 'Lift up the Gates Eternal', - a real swinger.
And 'I the Lord of Sea and Sky' which the congregation loves and sings the refrain with great gusto - 'Here I am, Lord'!!!!!
We sang 'Praise the Lord with the Sound of Trumpets' which has some lovely bass vamping, and a new hymn that the congregation has taken to their hearts and voices, 'Jesus, You have come to the Lakeshore' which fitted in quite nicely with the story of Jesus walking on the water and calming the disciples in the midst of a storm, and Peter, brave in the faith which sustained him as he joined the Lord, but faltering and sinking when doubt assailed him. And I thought how true that is of our everyday lives!!!
After a little time of conversation and coffee I swung along home with my butterfly stick, told Charles all the little bits of news and gossip, - we had lunch, a small nap and then sat out in the shade on our little front lawn and enjoyed the birds and the people passing and each other's company.
4 comments:
Enjoy your lovely life the rest of the week as well, Hildred.
Anice Sunday indeed Hildred - can't think of a better one.
A beautiful day -- and so I assume you are in your new home now? I love thinking of you swinging your fancy cane and then playing your swinging version of the hymn!
I couldn't find the comment thingy on the apricot post. Surely your neighbor and God would forgive you for grabbing one or two of those lucious things? They are on your side of the fence ;>)
Glad to read that you are feeling happy and even selecting lively hymns, Hildred! You have accomplished your move. PS The walking stick is beautiful.
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