Why do my eyes fill with tears
Why is my mouth drawn upward in a smile
Why do the words of song and psalm tremble on my lips
What draws me to these wooden pews
To sit beneath the stained glass gaze of saints and angels
To rise and sit and rise again repeating ancient prayers
What draws me is the beauty and the calm
The offered sacrament of wafer and of wine
The songs—some old as time; some new as Superstar
The blend of secular and sacred
Into something holy and mysterious
Invitation to a new place filled with the familiar
Oh, Father, thank you for this house
For the peace exchanged with friends and strangers
For the ancient wood doors that open and invite me in
From ordinary time to sit one hour in sacred holy space
Nancy Perkins
5/16/13
Thankful for St James Episcopal Church, where I've worshiped for the past six months.
Thankful for St James Episcopal Church, where I've worshiped for the past six months.
Sounds like you've come home. Blessed be....
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