No confession, and no creed
December 26, 2014 Lessons & Carols at St. James Church on Madison Avenue. Sadly, I was not here on Christmas Eve. I WAS a visitor this year at the midnight service on Christmas Eve in a venerable, colonial-era parish here in our fair Diocese of New York. The distinguishing feature of the service, other than beautiful music, was its utter theological barrenness. There was, apart from what the layman could take for himself from the lessons (and, of course, the theology-heavy Christmas hymns), not a thing by way of instruction in “this thing which is come to pass.” Eucharistic Prayer D most certainly did not contribute any theological content, and the sermon was dead on arrival. But the first sign that something was amiss came at the end of the Old and New Testament lessons, where, omitting the customary (and very fine) The word of the Lord , the bulletin instead enjoined the congregation to Hear what the Spirit is saying to God’s people . As we have already dispatched ...