Saturday, January 14, 2006

in which I come home and lie on the couch

Sinuses. Who needs 'em?

So in my bleary tv-watching, decongestant/antihistamine/ibuprofen haze, I start to wonder what it would be like if we were judged on our performance as clergy the way that figure skaters are dissected live and on television.

"Boy, her manual acts aren't that clean tonight."

"He's nailed that Sursum Corda in his last two communion services; let's see how he does today."

"She'll pick up those extra bonus points for the smooth transition between the Ministry of the Word and the Ministry of the Table."

Going to bed now.


At 10:59 PM, Blogger Annie said...

Hope that you feel better by tomorrow morning.

At 11:05 PM, Blogger Kay said...

Good ole Oklahoma and all it's sinus causing misery. I hope you feel better soon.

At 12:19 PM, Blogger bls said...

I start to wonder what it would be like if we were judged on our performance as clergy the way that figure skaters are dissected live and on television.

I guess you've never read the Ship of Fools "Ecclesiantics" board, then?


Hope you feel better soon.

At 4:09 PM, Blogger Charlotte said...

The Ship of Fools Mystery Worship reports actually have some scoring and are not down for maintenance for the weekend. ;)

(Ecclesiantics is a "special" place, to be sure. It made me the star pupil of the altar guild!)

At 6:05 PM, Blogger Emily said...

Still feeling a tad off. I'll have to check out the Ship of Fools.

Thanks, all!

At 6:30 PM, Blogger Procrastiknitter said...

HOpe you are feeling better. You made me laugh so hard that my sinuses unclogged themselves! See, there is your good deed for the day, however gross it may be! LOL

At 9:17 PM, Anonymous Rebecca Gordon said...

The BCP doesn't leave all that much room for points for originality, either. I've been to enough dirge-like "folk massess" to think that may not be an entirely bad thing!

(Not that all such experiments are failures. They're just much harder to do well than the old standards. My favorite setting of the Catholic Mass is the Nicararaguan Misa Campesina, whose entrance song addresses a worker God saying, in part, "I've seen you standing in line with the rest in the harvest grounds, waiting to collect your pay.") I sometimes of think of the Anglican literature as being like a sonnet - the form is given, but within the confines of those lines and rhymes, a universe is possible.

Hope the sinuses turn you loose!


At 9:30 PM, Blogger Emily said...

Rebecca--I agree about the BCP--I love the tension between the regularlity and the freedom of the prayers and the rubrics.

You remind me how much I love the prayers between pp. 814 and 841, because they were one of the opportunities we had in seminary to "tailor" the Daily Office to perceived needs of the community.

At 3:06 PM, Blogger mibi52 said...

Sorry you're feeling under the weather.

I keep thinking of the Romanian judge giving style points for how gracefully one gestures over the elements at communion time...

Vis-a-vis the tension between creativity and ritual, I keep thinking how the Daily Office keeps me going through the "dry" times, when creativity is at its lowest.

At 5:34 PM, Blogger bythesea said...

Priests being graded like figure skaters - hilarious! That cold doesn't seem to have affected your sense of humor. :)


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