Follow The Yellow Brick Road

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Nashville, TN:  Today is the first Sunday I've been back to church in weeks. Six weeks, to be exact. For the most part, I was out of town:  LA, London (twice), Germany, Florida. And last week, I treated myself to a Sunday spent with friends & boy bands at home. So, I've been looking forward to getting back to my latest exploration of faith.

What I've been missing most about this projet de l'annĂ©e is the aspect of community. Throughout different experiences in my past, I feel like I get the most out of things when I am able to share them with others. Which is why a former adventure of going to on a silent retreat didn't fare as well for me. From what little I know about quoting the bible, I've been to enough weddings to be able to site Matthew 18:20:

"wherever two or more are gathered in My name,
I am there."

Which leads me to believe that God wants us to be in community.  More specifically, I also think He wants me to spend the morning with dear friends who I don't hang out with nearly enough. (That's probably more me than Him, but I like that I can incorporate both.)

I called my friends Shawn, Leslie, Adria & Jamie -- all of whom I had met at Mosaic, a non-denominational church I attended for about a year and a half (when I was in town, once again). Nowadays, this group of fine folks are attending St. Bartholomew's Episcopal Church -- affectionately known as St. B's -- and they were welcoming, as always, to have me join in for some Sunday morning love. (And offered to drive me to the 20-minutes-away church, which I gratefully accepted.)

Aesthetics:  The church sits on a large field and today was surrounded by the beauty of the spring: green grass, trees beginning to bloom and newly planted flowers. Inside, the large church with high ceilings and stained glass windows used splashes of purple to signify lent.

Greeting:  I was offered a bulletin and a handshake from a younger member of the community upon entering. The church overall was very quiet because of the solemnness of the season... or because it was 8:30am and they were not yet fully awake.

Community:  There were approximately 130 people in attendance with 20 of them kids, 8 of them in the choir and 10 of them on the altar. Everyone in attendance, that I could see, was white except for one African American woman and one man of mixed ethnicity.

Music: The music was a nice mix of traditional hymns on an organ and more contemporary songs accompanied by a piano, drums and guitar. Though my favorite "musical" moment might have been the ringing of the church bell outside to signify the start of the service.

Service: The service ran in a structured, organized fashion that you could follow along with - word by word - in the thick bulletin. It offered communion to all baptized Christians and gave the kids a chance to come to the altar towards the end of the service to offer their prayers to God.

Message: The word that kept surfacing in the homily for me was courage. The new law put in place by God (via Jesus) "demands us to have courage to be introspective." The priest continued: "you must have courage to nurture your personal, intimate relationship with God. Sometimes we become more worried about what others think of us than what God thinks of us."

When I hear the word courage over and over again, I can't help but think of the Cowardly Lion. Thanks to youtube, I was reminded of his fear:


"You're right, I am a coward.  
I haven't any courage at all.
I even scare myself.
Look at the circles under my eyes -- 
I haven't slept in weeks!"

I feel his pain. Having courage is hard. Being introspective and working on a one-on-one relationship with God is scary.  And sometimes, even though I feel better when I'm surrounded by community, I have to do it alone.  And that takes courage.

Denomination:  St. B's is an Episcopal Church, which is a part of the Anglican Church.  Though its origins in the Church of England, it separated itself out when it was required to swear allegiance to the British monarch. They allow women to be ordained as priests and allow individual bishops to choose whether or not to allow the blessing of same-sex unions within their bishoprics.

Overall:  My experience this morning was just what I needed after a few weeks away. I got to share part of the day with good friends, in a welcoming place that offered a similar structure to what my background is.  I heard encouraging (though challenging) words from God and topped the day off with lunch and a trip to Trader Joe's. You can't really beat that.

Contact:
4800 Belmont Park Terrace,
Nashville, TN 37215
www.stbs.net
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Reflections on the Journey Thus Far: Courage is something I've never had a lot of, yet precisely what I need to grow in my relationship with God. So I'll take a deep breath and say a prayer for the nerve... as continue to follow the yellow brick road.

One More Thing: I'm pretty sure P-Nut's schedule will never line up again with mine (nooooooo!), but luckily my foodie friends today did some research and chose Jackson's in Hillsboro Village for post-church-chat. I'm a big fan of the restaurant (especially with outdoor seating in this perfect weather) but didn't know they had a brunch menu too -- bonus! I'm especially thankful to my sweet friends who let me share in their experience of God and church.

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