My wife and I both grew up Roman Catholic. When we were children, girls were not allowed to be altar servers. This disappointed BP, who always wanted to serve.
Well, the RC church has modernized a little, but BP has modernized beyond that. She's now Episcopalian. And, being a parishioner of St Paul's Cathedral, San Diego, she has the opportunity to be an acolyte.
But not just an acolyte. BP has a fascination with Holy Smoke: she wants to be a thurifer.
Last weekend, she had her first experience as an acolyte (may I say that she looks very sweet in an alb). Today, she had her formal "classwork". Now, she will start training in earnest, including what they call Brass and Silver teams, Boat, and ultimately Thurifer. We're a Cathedral so serving is a big deal; the processional has three vergers as well, to keep them all in line!
In the pew last Sunday, a nice couple with whom we are friendly noted BP was not with me. They were concerned till i pointed her out on the altar. "Ah," said one, with a smile, "you're an acolyte widow!" I am indeed.
BP found her first experience "up front" to be surprisingly moving. It wasn't all worrying about what to do next; she was enthralled with being that close to what was going on, the Mystery if you will. This is going to be a great ministry for her. I'm very proud.
Besides, as I said, she looks adorable in an alb. .
She really has come home. :-)