Sunday was Christ the King, the last Sunday of the Christian year. Next Sunday begins Advent season, and the beginning of a new liturgical year.
So we sang Mathis, Let The People Praise Thee, a piece originally composed for the wedding of Prince Charles and Lady Diana (I hope it will continue to transcend its inaugaral occasion), and we ended on a rousing recessional with the hymn Crown Him With Many Crowns. Descants can, sometimes.
The gospel lesson concerned Jesus telling his followers that they would be asked if they ever fed him when he was hungry, gave him drink when he was thirsty, clothed him when he was naked, visited him when he was in prison, because doing this for others was doing it for him. I am not sure much of a sermon is necessary after such a text as is taking a few moments of reflection to see if we, indeed, can find where we are in our lives up against such a standard.
No, but I was on the right side of .... doesn't seem like much of an answer.
Monday, November 21, 2005
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Have you read The Tenor Wore Tap Shoes and its kin? I still love "Crown Him" but the ntseries do add an extra giggle on Sunday mornings...
'See the Conq'ring Hero Comes' was written for the Duke of Cumberland's triumphal entry into London after Culloden, but it seems to transcend that misfortune.
If we can rescue 'Austria' we can rescue anything.
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