That was the weekend I also began to feel we really should settle down here in this river valley where the winters are mild but not mouldy like the coast, closer to Vancouver. I took in parts of the Festival on Saturday and went to the street ecumenical Church Service on Sunday morning at 10:00. It was a hot day so I appreciated the tent coverings for shade. We were so blessed to have so many different local spiritual groups who agreed to participate.
Some of my friends were not comfortable with this diversity on Sunday, but I feel that Jesus would have revelled in the desires of people's hearts to share their senses of seekers honouring other seekers looking for The Path. I feel Spirituality is in our DNA. But it manifests itself differently. I chose the teachings of Jesus. What did you choose? I will honour your choice, even if it is Humanist/ Agnostic/ Atheist/ Muslim/ Buddhist ... etc........etc
Our Anglican (Episcopal) priest had started his career in Tennessee, so had good memories of Elvis on the radio as he went to serve small communities on Sunday mornings. He opened the service with a Hebrew Hora verse using his guitar to encourage chanting and dancing. The drummers in the background picked up the beat and some folk actually rose to dance in the aisles.
That is a new one for our Canadian conservative feelings. Then the Hare Krishnas were asked to do the Invocation. The long chanting session in another language made some folk uncomfortable, but most of us have travelled enough these days that we are not so xenophobic.
We were led in some Southern Baptist style hymns with the 'amens' and 'yes brother' type responses, by our Anglican priest ( of all people ). I found that amusing on the streets of our staid little village. We sang very familiar hymns for the drop-ins, like 'This Little Light of Mine'. There was a lot of clapping and 'Alleluias' during those several hymns.
Then an Elvis impersonator came on to sing. He was the real preacher that day, in the good old revival style, that annoys me, but he made it enjoyable somehow. Maybe it was the jokes about St. Peter and fancy folk. He really was a good singer and did about 6 of Elvis' best Gospel songs. He was also easy about sharing his 'Born Again' beliefs. Alleluia is all I could say afterwards.
I wish church could be this interesting a few more times a year, but really enjoy my own weekly rituals.