Tuesday, April 25, 2006

Of a Cossack's Cassock and a Surplus Surplice...and Other Fun Words

Last Sunday was my first Eucharist as an acolyte (a crucifer, to be exact). Wearing the cassock and surplice with my longish blond hair, I looked rather unfortunately angelic, to the merriment of all. When I told my mother about my new ecclesiastical role, she said it sounded "cultish." Which is hilarious.

Currently Reading
Wise Blood
By Flannery O'Connor

posted by Jeremy at 6:48 AM

1 Marginalia:

You add such a lovely mixture of both serious gravity (your pensive attention) and yet airy lightness(your blonde strands flipping off your eyes) to our service, proving once again that your "cosmic groundedness" is indespensable.

By  Anonymous, at 3:34 PM  

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