Episcopal Mass
On Sunday, December 3 I attended the Solemn Mass at the Church of the Advent, in the North End. Now, you have to understand that I am religiously challenged, at best. I’ve been to my share of weddings and funerals, but growing up I averaged one regular church service every year or two. When I did go, it was either to Hardshell Baptist or Dunkard Bretheren services, with my father or mother’s side of the family, respectively. Both these denominations focus heavily on simplicity and egalitarianism. The churches are usually one room, wooden affairs with a simple lectern. The music draws heavily on the English folk tradition, and the service is delivered in a straightforward manner. Imagine my trepidation, then, when I walked into this church, with its high, vaulted ceilings and an enormous, emaciated, and slightly malicious-looking Christ figure suspended thirty feet among my head. As I came through the entrance, the prelude began. It sounded like nothing less than the soundtrack to a horror movie, as the slasher is about to leap out and dice an innocent schoolgirl. The organ wailed in threatening, building minor chords and did nothing to allay my tr
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Some common words found in the essay are:
Dunkard Bretheren, Offertory Anthem, Coming Armageddon, Collect Day, Blessing Dismissal, Cantus Missae, Armageddon Sermon, Communion Sentence, Advent North, Sconyers December, accompanied organ, choir organ, choir organ performed, laps sanctuary, organ performed, call response, dont call,
Approximate Word count = 1274
Approximate Pages = 5 (250 words per page double spaced)
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