Symbolism
The sun is sinking behind the mountains and the shadows are lengthening in this old, run down chapel in Appalachia. I know what’s coming, but I remember the overwhelming feelings the first time we participated in high church liturgy. Today we meet in a mid century Methodist church in a neighborhood that many folks wouldn’t want to be out in at night. The Methodist with money back in the 1940’s realized that too many “poor people” were coming to their “rich church”…so they built them their own. But the poor people stopped coming to the “poor church” and the “rich church” a long time ago, at least until our small parish showed up. The light is filtering through the ugly stained glass windows before the crucifer makes their way down the worn carpet aisle toward the front of the chapel. Remember those ugly cars called, Yugos that came out in the 1980’s? And we all wondered why they kept making them? They worked, sort of, but mercy - so ugly. That may help describe the stai...
