Ash Wednesday.

Posted on February 22, 2012

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This afternoon I did something that I have never done before. During my lunch break I slipped into St. Paul’s Episcopal Church in Rochester, NY and participated in their Ash Wednesday service.

For a few moments I was the only one there. It was so peaceful to sit there in silence surrounded by the vastness of the sanctuary. It truly felt like a sacred moment.

It also made me disappointed that, having been raised in a small evangelical church, I haven’t really attended very many big beautiful churches. There’s just something that feels “organic” about sitting in the midst of a large sanctuary constructed of wood and stone. It’s much nicer to look at stained glass and woodgrain than painted drywall.

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