liturgy, i say, quietens the spirit and tames the rebel. when you take your place in the pews a stillness descends upon your soul, and when you say the familiar words of the creed you declare who you are before your God, and always in relief.
not here the rock band accompaniment or the friendly frenzy of a modern congregation, yet here a peace of communion and rest.
on a related note, unlike the mass we attended in notre dame de paris all those years ago, the high church stuff does not put me to sleep today. perhaps i have grown more inclined to fossil. that the service is in english helps too.
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