So a few weeks back we visited a Russian Orthodox church. The experience was transcendent. Their cantor and choir was something special. I fell in love with the worship practices of the east. I was deeply moved seeing young ones venerating icons. The church has a practice of all the children coming forward first for communion. It seems in everything they do the little ones go first.
I have deeply enjoyed the Latin Mass and didn’t think I would appreciate liturgy in my native language. Boy was I wrong. I found the liturgy to be like fresh water. I was not putting so much energy into just singing the liturgy that I could meditate on what I was saying. I am sure in time that would not be a problem with the Latin Mass. Still a joyful surprise.
Something else surprised me. When the Divine Liturgy was over I actually felt like I was part of the whole thing. Since leaving the Episcopal church I have not served at the Lords altar. I have felt very much like a spectator. Yes I have enjoyed being with my family. More then words can describe. At the Orthodox church I feel more like I am part of what is going on. Maybe it is the style of worship. I don’t know, but for the past month I have not really felt a connection.
I am looking forward to going to vespers for the first time. More about that coming soon.