I spent most of Advent and Christmas feeling as though my search for a church here in Victoria had failed. There was Angst. It was not good. And I’m still not sure that it’s succeeded, but I need to make some decisions so here they are:
Just for itself, my first choice would absolutely be St Philip Anglican Church. Their demographics are great, and it turns out that I really like that kind of low-church liturgical style. Big problem though: I simply cannot get there in time. There is no way that I can regularly get myself and the Trorg out of bed, dressed, breakfasted, and all the way out there for a 9 am service. And Someone? He is never awake by that time.
It just Does Not Work.
The fact of it not working caused plenty of angst over Christmas and to improve my overall happiness I think I just have to sigh and accept that it Does Not Work.
But my church search hasn’t left me with very many other options. So I guess we’ll be CRC again? (So much enthusiasm, I know.) I still find their service kind of oddly truncated*, and I don’t trust the way that truncation puts so much focus on their pastor** (pastors? I haven’t heard the other one speak yet.) But they have OK demographics and a Sunday School that the Trorg is fine with, they’re not terrible singers and have at least some musical memory***, and I can get there on time.
It’s a longish ride, I think it’s the farthest one we tried, but by this morning’s route we can have bike lanes almost the whole way. Also, the stroller is heavy, and why do we have to live in a place with hills?
So this could work. Now it’s time to make it work.*^*
* The whole “Confession and Assurance” (sometimes called “Reconciliation”) section of the service is just…missing. It’s weird and means that there’s really nothing in the service but some singing and a sermon.
** He did a reasonably good job of his sermon on Genesis 1 this morning so that makes a lot of uncertainties clearer, but we also know they have bad taste in guest speakers. And it still bothers me that there is so little besides the sermon in the service.
*** Not enough musical memory to pick the sensible lyrics for Come Thou Fount of Every Blessing found in the CRC hymnbook rather than random ones found on the internet, and somehow they credited Praise to the Lord, the Almighty to Hosanna Integrity Music copyright 2003 rather than any of the more correct credits (Text: 1680? Tune: 1665? Translation: 1863?). That’s a minor peeve of mine. But hey, at least they’re singing Come Thou Fount of Every Blessing and Praise to the Lord, the Almighty.
*^* Making it work is going to involve a few things. Showing up. Trying to make connections. Finding a way to contribute. And also…Not always showing up. I fully intend to sleep in at least once a month, I will almost certainly not go in the rain, and I’m planning to try to go to The Abbey at least a few more times — Probably in conjunction with sleeping in those mornings. Maybe that will give me my liturgical fix. Maybe I’ll make enough connections in one or the other place that the other will fade out for me. I don’t know. We’ll have to see how it goes.