So last Saturday marks the 108th
Worship Experience (as I heard one protestant church call it, which totally turned me off because it took the focus off of God and on to myself)....Let me rephrase that - So last Saturday marks the
108th Divine Service I attended in an Orthodox Church. Now, that sounds better! One of the first things I thought of is how people will venerate the icons while the prayers are being said. I have said this before but that doesn't sit well with my Western mindset. The grandmother (
sans the toddler) arrived just as Fr Gary was announcing "Blessed is the Kingdom." She waited till he sensed all the Icons and stood in front of the doors, leading in the petitions. Then she went, with two candles in hand, made her rounds to the Icons. I noticed she was completely engrossed in the veneration, and, yet, she kept herself aware of what Fr. Gary was doing, pausing her veneration and candle lighting, when appropriate. I admit I was jealous of her ability to not be self-conscience in her Worship. I also admire how she kept herself aware of what was going on so as to not be a distraction but yet gave herself completely to veneration. Someday, I hope, I too, can be that focused.
Earlier in the week, Tiffany had sent me a text, asking me if it were true that Hostess Twinkies were coming back. I said
yes but it wouldn't result in a job for me. I must have remarked about Twinkies - although delicious, weren't good for you anyway, because she sent me a text back which said,
O Most holy Theotokos, save our waistline. So you know when we got to that part in Vespers, that is what came to mind. I haven't decided if it were the devil trying to distract me or some less devious power trying to help me laugh a little.
☺ In any case, I made sure to thank Tiffany after Vespers.
Fr. Gary was away last week in Indianapolis. He said in his homily how even though we are all One Church, different parishes do things a bit different. Local customs, if you will. One such custom was during the
kiss of peace in the Indianapolis parish, the entire congregation and not just the clergy, exchanged the
kiss of peace. He said, it seemed like Liturgy stopped for a while so that all could greet each other. This used to happen to me when I was in a Lutheran parish (for ten years.) The Pastor would have a bit of difficulty reigning everyone back in. I think I like the way the Roman Catholics do it. They shake hands with their immediate pew mates and say,
Peace be with You and it's not much of a distraction and the liturgy resumes. Of course, I would conform to the local customs of any parish I was in. How about you guys? Do you all exchange the
Kiss of peace?
As I was leaving, Jim Martin joked that there was a pool to see when I'd turn Orthodox. He said his vote was
never so could I please hurry up and die so he could collect his money. Don't worry, he smiled when he said it and Jim and I go back a long way so I was in no way offended! One thing is for sure, I hope and pray that Jim never wins that pool!