(Elissa, David who was your student while you were here was deaconed yesterday. I said hello and congrats for you. As it happens he has been attending St. Mark's and I was wondering why I recognized him vaguely.)
The major thing "wrong" was that the acoustics absolutely sucked dead bunnies through a happy straw. The second lector was inaudible, as was the litanist and the choir soloist. This is highly unusual for Grace, as they have a good sound crew, and no doubt someone will be Talked To for screwing up an ordination, but in a lot of ways it solidified "why I'm glad I'm at St. Mark's now" for me.
But it was a grand and glorious thing to see the old stomping grounds fitted up for festival (and a reception in the courtyard on one of the finest weather days imaginable). The "Tongues of Fire" were installed above the nave, which I've seen before, but always impresses me.
I will probably do more of a "thing" on Berkeley Farm Girl, which I have decided to revive and spin off as a natterings-about-faith blog, but wanted to check in.
