There was a lot of church yesterday. First at St. Phillips for a service to remember Angi and Amber's Dad. A solem service with incense, rituals and memories.
Then, Eucharist at BUMC for Maundy Thursday. I was pleasantly surprised to see elements from last week's EPIC service intertwined in the traditional. We wrote down prayers, concerns, joys on a black prayer cloth. Our prayers mixed with others as we prayed together. And before kneeling for communion, we stopped to dip our fingers in a bowl of water to feel the coolness and remind us of the healing power of God's spirit.
I loved the fact that we used the old communion table as our common table for the night.
A view of the stained glass window in the Chapel from the outside. It protrays Jesus in the Garden of Gethsemane.