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Tuesday, July 22, 2003
I've been doing compline and morning prayer most days, now that I have net access at home again and can get to the Daily Office Online. Of course, I completely embarrassed myself at staff meeting last week when I expressed joy at having net, because "now I can pray again!" Yes, I *know* it's all there in the Book of Common Prayer, but flipping around between my BCP and my chunky-style Bible makes it so, you know, hard. Ok, so I lack discipline in this area.
I'll probably add in evening prayer eventually, but right now the only thing I know for sure is that my day begins and ends in the same place. I am hoping to start an evening prayer service at St. Ned's this fall, before our weekly dinners. We'll have 80 to 100 people showing up for dinner, so I figure a couple of them can show up early and pop over to the church with me.
We don't have any weekday services at St. Ned's. I used to go to a Tuesday morning eucharist at 8:00 at my old church. It was usually the same 5 or 6 people, and we broke pieces off a roll and handed them to each other around the circle. I remember once the New Guy had to do that service, and he broke the bread into six equal pieces at the altar, and then passed it around. The pieces were huge but we were game and tried to eat them. Ever tried saying, "the body of Christ, the bread of heaven," with your mouth full? Without spraying bits of bread all over the next person? It's not easy.
That was also the service where I once dropped a big chunk of bread down the front of my sweater. The priest saw it happen and we were both trying hard to laugh. Well, Jesus is everywhere and sometime's He's in my cleavage, I guess.
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