• Homily – Music Sunday Orchestral Megasong

    Here’s what I said to wrap up our West End Festival events on Sunday evening:

    As most of you will know, it is my habit to announce what we are doing at St Mary’s on the internet.

    Most people who come through the doors of this church these days for the first time have already encountered us online first.

    Our webpage and my blog attract people to this place who are seeking something. No doubt they also put off some others, and that’s OK too. Why waste people’s time if this is not what they are looking for.

    I was a little puzzled as to how to describe this service tonight.

    It is certainly choral evensong, but that didn’t seem to be enough. There is a touch of the festive about it, but even Festival Evensong does not seem to be a big enough description.

    I then looked to see how others were referring to it and found that someone who is singing tonight had referred to it as (more…)

5 responses to “Crossing the River”

  1. Layclerk Avatar

    Is Joshua Chapter 3 the one that mentions the Glasgow Underground, or the one relating to Pollokshaws West station?

  2. DampDoris Avatar
    DampDoris

    ……so are these priests, bearing the Ark of the Covenant, still tramping around Glasgow, or did they, too, have a destination in mind ? Most fortuitous they met you in your moment of need (Presumably they will not be lodging on the banks of the Clyde on a dull and dismal dricht day like today……….and if they are, hope you’ll take them some warm blankets and fortifying broth on your next trip to cross the water…….)
    PS. And are these still the same guys that knew Joshua ?
    PPS. Or did I miss a deeper link, bridging the diolemma ?

  3. Kelvin Avatar
    Kelvin

    Actually, although I had made plans for a procession of priests carrying the Ark of the Covenant to get me over the river, when I got to the riverbank, I was amazed to find that someone had built a bridge.

  4. Stewart Avatar

    Had not realised this was your reason for crossing the river. I well remember the 75th anniversary of the dedication festival.

    It had not occured to me that the centenary had come round so quickly. Happy memories of growing up.

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