I now know...

how good the acoustics are in our church-- apparently, people in the back of the sanctuary could hear the gentle soughing of the snores of the choir member who fell asleep in the middle of the service.

Good to know.

Snow falling on prayer books

I found this delightful little book at the seminary bookstore. It's called Episcopal Haiku, by Sarah Goodyear and Ed Weissman. A sampling:

Squalling kids in the
last pews: far from the altar,
but closest to God.


The choir rehearses.
A soprano fails to curb
her inner diva.


Swallowing God is
Easier with two cookies
and a cup of juice.


When on the vestry,
friends you've known for many years
suddenly go nuts.


If you dare, try one yourself.