A quiet Sunday afternoon

A sweet time at church this morning.  The rector announced that one of the main organists had passed away yesterday (there have been two of them who switch off).  She'd been having issues with her pacemaker this last week, and the doctors said she'd had a mild heart attack.  I thought she was getting better, but she died sort of unexpectedly on Saturday.  My goodness, this happened so quickly---she actually played the organ last Sunday.  Goes to show that the Lord's timing is just that.  His.

Watching the affection that the rector obviously felt for her, and the other members who've known her for years was so touching.  There were lots of tears and hugs after he made the announcement, though I'm sure word got out in other ways as well, previous to the service.  Very special.  And even though I never officially met her, I got caught up in the moment.  Such raw love is amazing to witness.

And the second Confirmation class was rich as well.  Lots to learn, but I love stuff like this, so am enjoying every minute.

Must go, so you take care.

(a real photo of the anglican church...sweet, eh?)