Last night, Grace started a new thing. They offered an evening Eucharist.
It blew my socks off.
Instead of sitting in the huge nave, we gathered in the chancel, in candlelight. We squeezed together in the choir loft and sang the liturgy, the psalm, the hymns. Three priests from outside of Grace are going to rotate this service. Last night was Maria DeCarvalho. She was extraordinary.
Mark Johnson, our very gifted choir director, sang and played the music, which was hauntingly beautiful.
For those of us who are busy busy busy on Sunday mornings, this evening Eucharist is a gift beyond measure. I found myself weeping as I sang.
In the dark church,
In the darkness,