I went to St Mary's Anglican this morning for the Sunday service, in my hometown of Richmond. It was quite an experience. Being raised in churches with rock bands and video screens, I went there with the intention of developing my experience of traditional services, but had no idea what to expect.
Anyone who knows me, knows I am usually quite involved in the life of whichever Church I am attending, and as such, often am very at home in and around all things churchy. This morning I felt like such an alien!
Dont get me wrong, no-one did anything bad, it was just such a different world to anything I've ever known as church. I felt like a bit of a prat, not knowing what to do at communion, not knowing when to stand up and sit down, and not knowing one single piece of music which was sung, except the first verse of 'While Shepherds Washed Their Socks By Night.'
There's a new rev at St Mary's, a chap called John, and he seemed like a decent bloke. I'm going to go back and try and get involved in it all, but its fascinating to experience church as an outsider. It's been a very long time since I've felt like that.
Anyone who knows me, knows I am usually quite involved in the life of whichever Church I am attending, and as such, often am very at home in and around all things churchy. This morning I felt like such an alien!
Dont get me wrong, no-one did anything bad, it was just such a different world to anything I've ever known as church. I felt like a bit of a prat, not knowing what to do at communion, not knowing when to stand up and sit down, and not knowing one single piece of music which was sung, except the first verse of 'While Shepherds Washed Their Socks By Night.'
There's a new rev at St Mary's, a chap called John, and he seemed like a decent bloke. I'm going to go back and try and get involved in it all, but its fascinating to experience church as an outsider. It's been a very long time since I've felt like that.
