• First Church

"Getting Parsonal" - July 2020

As a child I was fascinated by worship. I observed the pastors and congregation closely on Sundays, not only listening for the sounds of worship but watching for its movement, too. As we gathered in the sanctuary, the organist would enter and begin playing. Some would quiet down and listen, but others would continue to chat or greet one another. When the prelude ended the organist started a hymn, and all the people rose in unison (some standing in body, some standing in spirit). We opened our hymnals to the right page and then stood there, waiting. And at the right moment, again, nobody telling us when, we all knew to start singing. The choir, in white robes and stoles, processed in from the back, splitting at the front of the church to enter the choir loft from either side. The clergy and