Baking bread at two o'clock in the morning

[panoramicgreen]

It's a good thing I slept in this morning.  I had work, and then immediately two hours of yoga, and finally got home at 9:30 p.m., after stopping for the ingredients for bread.

We have Chapel four days a week, at noon.  (Apparently, back in the day when it was all young male seminarians, Chapel was in the morning.  But as things progressed, they

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I guess I used to do stuff like that.

[redbaydreamer]

Especially when I was suffering from terrible insomnia but I am not sure I could do it and (staying up that late) without doing so much damage to my sleep schedule that it would take weeks to correct

Re: I guess I used to do stuff like that.

[panoramicgreen]

Those are great examples. I hate the idea of someone being baptized in a swimming pool. Wow. (The church in which I was baptized--Sugar Camp Missionary Baptist--used a pond on one of the farms, which had the right kind of John the Baptist solemnity plus wilderness, until the new sanctuary was built with a tank up by the altar. I was one of the first to be in the fancy new tank, and have vivid memories of being fully sumberged.) Church is an interesting case that we all have deeply held, personal beliefs and expectations about how things should go, and yet we _need_ the rest of the community to enact our sacramental needs. Which is scary, but also kind of great in a way.

[saucypunk]

ooh yay, i'll have to go!

Your energy

[dads_skrink]

Ah to be young and able to sustain that energy through all those hours. It sounded like baking the communion bread was a very spiritual experience for you.
Communion experience:
I love the short Wednesday noon services my church has during Advent & Lent. To take that moment out of an ordinary workday and join others reading and singing and praying, is awe-some. During a woman's retreat after a morning spent immersed in spiritual business we took our bread (from Panera) and sat outside in the fresh air, sharing communion with each other. That was lovely.

[sachem_head]

At Trinity, they serve communion by intinction. So you get your piece of bread, then you dip it in the cup of wine (grape juice) and then eat it. They give you two options: you can take communion down at the stairs to the apse, or you can go up and kneel by the altar. I like the high churchiness of kneeling by the altar and being served by the minister, but we sometimes do the ushers as well

[panoramicgreen]

At all of the Catholic services I've attended save two (both in my hometown), the priests gave to everyone. I think it's really becoming more and more an individual priest/congregrational choice, and not as closed as it used to be.