Sunday, August 20, 2006

Going to Church on holiday

I have a confession to make: I enjoyed going to church on holiday.
We went away for a week to Lincoln, York, Durham and Lancaster to see Mary's parents, our elder daughter, our son and his wife.
On the way we went to Parish Eucharist at St Margaret's Kings Lynn, Evensong in York Minster, midday prayers for peace and justice in Durham Cathedral, and an 8am BCP in Lancaster Priory.
It was good to be praying in the cathedrals - I am not a big fan of the architecture - it reminded me that, after all, this is what these big lumpy buildings are for.
It was also good to be sharing in worship in the ancient parish churches, and to feel a sense of contiuity with the faithful stretching back through the centuries. And, at my stage of life, the services are so familiar that it is easy to connect with God through them, despite the unfamiliarity of the surroundings.
No one asked who I was and on holiday that was nice too...