Saturday, April 10, 2004

Passing Over

In the church at Maundy Thursday service, I got a huge sense of having "passed over", during our Christianized celebration of Christ's last (passover) supper.

It wasn't during the meal, although I was thinking what the last year had brought - where I was, what I was thinking last Maundy Thursday and what actually happened since. And I got the answer to my "Grace or some place in Berkeley?" (both is fine). It was while I was upstairs in the sanctuary during the communion liturgy.

I got my feet washed, for the first time, I think. It felt symbolic. And they tingled, and not from the rosemary, either, all the way home.

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