By a random set of circumstances, I had the opportunity to sing at the last service of a very old, very traditional church accompanied by a huge pipe organ. Like many older churches, it was struggling to sustain itself, and a partnership has been developed with a younger church that will merge both the building and the services. This transition will be good in the long run but this traditional service will be no more. This service reminded me so much of the church I attended as a child, which I thought was outdated even back then, almost 40 years ago. And while I am glad that this church will be infused with young people and a service style that will be more relevant to this generation, it was bittersweet, and left me with all kinds of existential angst about the dying out of traditions. There really is something beautiful about all of these old hymns. I didnt like them as a child, but now I cherish them. It made me grateful for this @beerandhymnsoc thing that we have started, because it is a way to keep these songs alive for the younger crew.
Posted on: Sun, 30 Nov 2014 21:46:33 +0000
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