On Sunday I worshipped in the chapel of the Society of Saint John the Evangelist (www.ssje.org) in Cambridge. Worshipping in person, eye to eye, even with masks coving the rest of our faces, always take me to a deeper place with God. The communal love of God becomes transparent.
After the intensity and excitement of Holy Week services, this Second Sunday in Easter service was calm, routine, and welcoming. Although church ritual and creeds were present, the service was about each of us coming to faith—personal, no fanfare, no hierarchy The brothers were present, and except for a few, were sitting amongst us, worshipping among us. It made me smile to think that very likely they were grateful for that.
Brother Geoffrey was presider and preacher, a role he knows well. This day he was especially relaxed and comfortable. He preached on John 20: 19-31, about Thomas coming to faith. Yes, coming to faith was the theme of the sermon, a theme that Br. Geoffrey often mentions. Coming to faith does not come from the mind, but from God when we open our heart to God.
I know that I can’t make myself come to faith, even as much as I try or wish. But how to let go of that? I don’t know how, but I know that it happened. I feel free.
After the intensity and excitement of Holy Week services, this Second Sunday in Easter service was calm, routine, and welcoming. Although church ritual and creeds were present, the service was about each of us coming to faith—personal, no fanfare, no hierarchy The brothers were present, and except for a few, were sitting amongst us, worshipping among us. It made me smile to think that very likely they were grateful for that.
Brother Geoffrey was presider and preacher, a role he knows well. This day he was especially relaxed and comfortable. He preached on John 20: 19-31, about Thomas coming to faith. Yes, coming to faith was the theme of the sermon, a theme that Br. Geoffrey often mentions. Coming to faith does not come from the mind, but from God when we open our heart to God.
I know that I can’t make myself come to faith, even as much as I try or wish. But how to let go of that? I don’t know how, but I know that it happened. I feel free.
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