December 3--Flemish, Stained Glass Panel of a Knight and his Patron Saint. George sat watching the colored patches of light on the page of his missal instead of listening to the priest. He knew the Mass by heart so he only needed to listen with half an ear to follow along. Wind tossed the leaves of the trees outside so the colors blinked and jumped on the pages like a code.
Hm, interesting. I still hear Mass in Latin in my imagination and am semi-stunned when I go and they're all speaking English. I'd like a little mystery and majesty in my liturgy, thanks. I'm off to work, time to layer on warm things. At least it's sunny. I like sunny.
--Barbara
1 comment:
Interesting about wanting a little mystery in your church service. I feel exactly the same way when I go to church and am bombarded with what my dear husband calls "Golly Jesus" music.
What was wrong with Bach, Palestrina, and the rest of those old guys?
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