It's all good so far

It was a regular Sunday morning.  We got the dog walks completed.  The breakfast dishes  washed, the paper read, and I had been through my readings for Church a couple of times this morning.  Short readings today instead of the epochs which I tend to draw.

While practicing I could hear my sainted mother’s admonition to speak ” clearly and distinctly”.  

Having had some sort of role in the Church services most of my life (choir, acolyte, usher, lay reader, worship leader) you can tell how a service is going pretty quickly.  The readings went alright.  But what is really neat, is that moment that you don’t expect.  When something occurs that just hits home.  

Today it was the doxology – the hymn sung at the presentation of the offering.  

 “Praise God from whom all blessing flow; 

praise him all creatures here below;

praise him above yea heavenly host:

praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.”

The words, paraphrased from Psalm 117 by Thomas Kenn at the start of the 17th century, the melody “old 100th,”some time in the 1500s.  In our contemporary service, led with a single guitar.  

Most of the time this is just dialed, an every Sunday traditional legacy hymn.  But today there were a number of strong voices in the mix, proud, loud, and in tune.  You could feel the praise and thanksgiving resonate.  Today it rocked.

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