June 28, 2009
I didn't really mean to miscue the bishop.
He presided over mass last Sunday, and he packed the house. He has a monstrous reputation as a stand-up guy, and lots of people turned out to see him. For support, they even had extra servers on the altar—six or seven total.
No seats remained by the time we got there, so we took the ones nobody wants—front row—and settled in.
I really didn't mean to mess him up.
See, there's this moment just after the corporate confession where we sing "Glory be to God on high/And on earth peace, goodwill toward men...." and it goes on a little while. Then it closes with a collective "Amen," and we make the sign of the cross.
Except a couple of lines before that, I went to scratch my eyebrow, and the bishop was looking at me, and he immediately crossed himself.
That's all it took to get the other half-dozen servers going—sort of haphazardly, since they all kinda knew we were ahead of the choir—and when they started crossing, the whole congregation joined in.
Then we got to the "Amen," and nobody was sure whether to cross himself again.
So I guess I'm sorry, but really not, because we could all stand to make the sign of the cross more often, rather than less.
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