Lord have mercy! Why in the world would anybody belong to any church but Holy Nativity! I’m not talking about the hamburgers this time either, it’s the music, we have a fantasticalistical music program. As well as every Sunday morning and special music series events some Sunday afternoons, there’s Wednesday evenings, which is what ignites this post. Last night was a foretaste of the heavenly banquet. Inside, Tracey Holliday at the piano for fun songs in worship, I’m talking fun.
After worship we had hamburgers and hotdogs, then -- repaired may be the old word -- outside to the lawn for music on the green. Weather, the perfect evening, cool and pleasant, clear sky with the crescent moon over the church, sinking in the west. Sharon Carroll with her supercombo, singing and Mia singing a song or two with her mom. Sara Nicole Dick sang two songs, accompanying herself at the keyboard as she does at The Little Village in St. Andrews some evenings. Everyone with their own lawn chair and sipping their Episcopal beverages. Our new lawn was truly blessed!
Closing with everybody jigging to “Save the Last Dance for Me,” and Lori leading a congo line, it was two hours outside for the most enjoyable July evening of music I remember since singing round the campfire two lifetimes ago. Why was the weather so nice? Because Father Steve knows somebody.
Our parish superevent for July! Watch the calendar, life at Holy Nativity just keeps getting better and better.
My prayer this morning is for Robert’s granddaughter Emily. She’s 19. Hear us, Lord, for your mercy is great.