Keeping the Feast

Well, we kept the Feast of Corpus Christi yesterday with a wonderful celebration last night which seemed to be hugely enjoyed by the congregation. It was an augmented congregation too for they came from the East (Dundee) and from the West (Dunoon) to sit down in the kingdom of God.

As has been my experience elsewhere, the interesting thing about Corpus Christi is that lots of people get it when they experience it, even if they come from churches which really wouldn’t seem to be into that kind of liturgy at all. Charismatics tend to understand it intrinsically though sometimes to their surprise. Presbyterians (who seem to be gagging for liturgy at the best of times) lap it up like a giddy, guilty pleasure. Those with a Salvation Army background like me recognise a Glory March whenever they see it. And those with a Roman Catholic background get a tweak of nostalgia and luxuriate in the past and the present coming together.

Indeed, someone with an Italian background spoke to me very movingly afterwards of being connected right back to his childhood in Italy.

Here’s Cedric scattering the petals as the procession came down the north aisle:

The procession at Corpus Christi should traverse a route somewhere along the cusp of holiness and hilarity and we managed that quite well last night. It is a glorious, full on, committed bit of joyfulness and it is a shame that there is not more of this kind of thing in our churches. Folk last night were all a-chatter about the experience afterwards and already expecting that we’ll do it again.

I do need to acknowledge my debt to St Michael and All Saints church in Edinburgh where I learned how to do this both as a participant and also as a partaker. Fr Kevin Pearson (as he was then – now Bishop Kevin) and the servers, choir and congregation taught me both the mechanics of the service and also the right mood for it and that’s simply crucial. You can’t be po-faced when flinging petals around the place. I also have a debt to St Bartholomew the Great, Smithfield, where I learned not that long ago exactly how the earth should tremble during Benediction. Geoff Woollatt, our organist last night caught that moment perfectly.

So, here’s one last pic (all courtesy of Gordon Smith) of me happy and chatting to the faithful with the petals scattered hither and yon all around the place at the end of the service. Many thanks to the musicians, choir, servers, clearers-up and all who went along with my enthusiasm and conviction that you can’t go too far. More pics here.


  1. Having looked at the pcitures and read the blog, there is only one response – WOW!!!!

    Looking forward to next year when I hope to be present.

  2. Rosemary Hannah says

    It really was very very good. And you are so right about the ‘easy to over do the gloomy events’ thing – I found myself thinking ‘and when one gets home after an evening service, late, tired, one fasts’ only to realise that no, actually, one feasts!

  3. Glad to have some good pics of the event. It was the the assurance that God was in the midst of it all that was so overpowering – ritual can be a very liberating element, as I’m always rediscovering!

  4. Put your date the diary – 7 July 2012

  5. It all seems tickety-boo, Father, except for the fact that you should have used only red rose petals, liberated by the priest from various municipal gardens shortly before dawn on the day of the service, as is traditional. Also, I would have dragged a few urchins in off the street to accompany the priest as he scatters the petals. This is always a crowd pleaser.

  6. Glasgow’s West End is too posh to have urchins… 😉

    NB love the monstrance and humeral veil! 😀

  7. Elizabeth says

    So disappointed to have missed it. Alas, the wee one was not up for rose petals yesterday evening. I do hope there will be a repeat next year.

  8. Brother David says

    Padre Kelvin, I shared your post and the link to the glorious photos with Padre Bosco in New Zealand. And was reminded that St Mary’s has a connection. I thought that you may not have heard that Christchurch suffered more serious quakes earlier this week and the cathedral, with many other churches, businesses and homes, suffered much more damage. She lost her Rose window and large sections of walls with this last set of temblors. And although certainly no decisions have been taken, it is looking more like St Mary’s will loose her twin and some other type of building may rise in its place.

    • Thanks Brother David – I was aware of what’s been happening in Christchurch this week and have been remembering the people from there and specifically from the Cathedral there in my prayers.

  9. Rosemary Hannah says

    Elizabeth, we may just have to go for doing it again and different – but still glorious.

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