Well, we have come through the solemnity of Holy Week and have come through to the other side into the brightness of Easter. Our Easter celebrations were absolutely wondeful.
At our Easter Vigil we welcomed 12 newly minted Christians into the Body of Christ, about half of whom were adults.
Had the usual Great Red Neck Easter Brunch with SIR and some fellow southerners. My dish of choice was the “Kentucky Hot Brown” at Bar Americain. A Kentucky Hot Brown consists of a piece of French toast topped with turkey, cheese grits, some melted cheese, gravy, bacon and a tomato.
Gastronomical heaven. Bliss.
We had a special guest at our 11am service on Sunday. Former President Bill Clinton, Secretary of State Hillary Clinton and their daughter Chelsea attended services at Grace
. According to the rector, they were very attentive, engaged in the sermon, and genuinely seemed happy to be there. The sermon was excellent (and, by coincidence, had a few of the same points I made in my own reflection) and one of his best.
Our evening service was well attended and the congregation was also more engaged than they usually are. Our 6pm service on Easter is full of those who look at all the goings on and listen to the sermon and basically dare you to move them. I wound up doing everything but preaching and celebrating as we didn’t have a crucifer scheduled for the night … so in addition to that I also had altar guild duties, was a lector and a chalice bearer.
It was a very busy day, but very invigorating and fulfilling on many many levels. Our attendance was also up from last year (about 2000 between the Easter Vigil, 9am, 11am and 6pm services).
Reports of the death of the Episcopal Church, I am happy to say, are greatly exaggerated, at least in one corner of the East Village in New York City.
Alleluia! Christ is Risen!
Death, they say, is a part of life. Humanity since the beginning has marked death with some kind of ritual for the remains of loved ones, friends or even pets. There may be a funeral and burial, cremation, or send the remains out to sea. Great care is taken to respect the wishes of the departed and those they have left behind. Much art has even been created exploring death. Death fascinates us because it will touch us all many times in our lives before it finally pulls us into its embrace. Even after the bodies are buried and the ashes scattered, we still return to cemetaries and memorials to remember our loved ones or perhaps even to somehow commune with them or spend a few moments of peace in our grief.
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