In the past few months, I’ve become the de facto back-up acolyte at my small parish. And I did indeed back up this past Sunday when all the usual acolytes (i.e. the rector’s older sons) were in New York as part of a choir tour.
I would not want to acolyte every Sunday, but I do enjoy it, and particularly did on Sunday. I enjoy worshipping in such a tangible, concrete manner.
And, yes, I try to keep my liturgical abominations to a minimum. But this acolyte is still a work in progress.
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