Palm Sunday was a most joyous occasion at St M’s with a packed church (69 adults and 11 children). The children led the Liturgy of the Palms and read beautifully. The Passion narrative was moving as ever and we left with no coffee to disturb our mood.
Last night 10 of us gathered in a dark room to watch The Mysteries – a South African company’s version of the Chester medieval mystery plays. All were moved (me to tears several times, surprisingly considering I’ve seen it umpteen times) and we had a good discussion after. If only we could be as unrestrained in our hymn singing on Easter day!
Tonight and tomorrow its candlelit Compline with a wee meditation on Koder’s paintings, followed by Confession in the Crypt chapel.
I think Maundy Thursday’s marathon is sorted but Good Friday’s 3 hours are looming fast and the page is still looking blank. Silence would be good, right?