Scenes from a churchy weekend
Ian Fleming RSA RSW Sunburst - Yellow Theme, 1972 Friday, 1 April, being the Feast of F. D. Maurice, Priest In view of two early mornings in a row, I have used points to rent a hotel room in St Petersburg. There's a great little diner a few minutes' walk from my hotel. I have a nutritious meal of sangria and tater tots and then return to work on my sermon and my adult formation presentation. Do I care about the Quartodecimans ? It seems to me very much that I don't. ***** Saturday, 2 April, being the special convention to elect a bishop coadjutor for the Diocese of Southwest Florida I arrive a little after 8:00, fully breakfasted. The Cathedral is abuzz with activity. I put on my cassock, because that is how priests should dress for a diocesan convention. No one else is in a cassock. "Father," I say to an old friend (which is to say, a friend of long standing; he's quite a bit younger than I am), "I was sure that at least you would wear a cassock."