At St Catherine's this morning, during an unusually relaxed and somewhat chaotic Anglican service, I had a tambourine thrust very firmly into my hands.
Tambourines always make me giggle, especially when I'm nervous. And then there were the sparkly pink flags to wave about in worship, which a group of 7 year olds spent most of each song playing swordfighting with.
An intriguing church then. The main role of the vicar seemed to be to disentangle cardigans snagged on the indoor azaleas, everyone else leading the service was in their teens or below, and everyone else in the congregation was in their seventies or above. But there was energy there, and joy, and a real warmth towards the young people.
How would I feel about making it our regular church? Fine - but please, never ask me to play the tambourine.
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Whenever we use tambourines our priests tells the children that they can be very naughty instruments and continue to play when people are preaching or praying, and that the children will have to help and make sure their instruments can behave. The kids love it! And you can hear them tell their tambourines off occasionally.
Brilliant that you found a welcoming church. But go a few times before you commit completely. So many of these incredibly lively and welcoming churches turn out to be quite rigid if you don't share every tenet of their beliefs.
"Whenever we use tambourines our priests tells the children that they can be very naughty instruments and continue to play when people are preaching or praying, and that the children will have to help and make sure their instruments can behave."
Love it!!!!
And to be fair to this church, the only reason I was thrust into tambourining was that it was a specific childrens service. But like the acting, I promised I'd try it all..!
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