... it must be worship. So where WAS everyone this beautiful, sunny, Sunday morning? There were a total of thirty people there today -- and that is counting clergy, choir, altar party and organist.
Something has happened to our feeling about church attendance. I attend because the community worship rounds out my private worship of the week. It confirms my connection with God through this community of worship. Not so with others, I guess.
We had one young person today. Our new acolyte in training. So where were all the others? The streets are cleared of snow. The temperatures are well above freezing. What's going on?
Obviously there are other needs, of which I am not aware.
