The front page of yesterday's Guernsey Press said something along
the lines of "Revellers at Church Hall". Being contrary, I decided to
write about revelling in a temple setting. The headline reminded me of
Matthew 21:12, which is, as we all know, about Jesus going all throwy-outy on dove vendors and money changers, but it also made me
imagine revolutionary scenes. Being a pedantic contrarian, I looked up the word revel and saw that it has roots in the Latin verb 'to
rebel'. Personally, I like the idea of writing about church-based
rebellion, so I set myself the task of producing this quick post.
They
whipped the pews and drove them out into the quiet of the street. Some
of them lifted the tabernacle onto their shoulders and carried it up to
the gallery, where they played tunes to it on the organ. Wine was taken
from the chalice and love was made in the rectory. Once it got dark, a
fire was made on the stone floor. Its flames passed illumination over
the exhausted faces of those gathered there.
During the day, when candles were flung through the centuries-old
stained glass windows, the light that flooded in was joyous, a
celebration of its own. One could take fresh air into one's lungs. These
screams, that reigned over all the chaos, were not disturbing, they
were some holy, human incantation hung around them all.
Holy water
flew through the air in so many arcs that one would have questioned
just how much of the stuff there'd been in that font, were one not busy
revelling. As it showered down, a pair of sweating merry makers lifted
their faces, closed their eyes and opened their mouths. A puddle had
formed in that corner of the vestibule. Beside it a grinning woman raked
her hand over and over into the font, dragging handfuls of blessed
water up into the crowd.
A pigeon flew in and was immediately confused. It almost drove
itself to injury by flying in circles around the roof beams. A Korean
man, manic with concern for the bird's well-being, managed to
take it in his hands and set it free in the church gardens.
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