BY GEORGE it were chilly over them there ‘ills this morning. But Mass for the Feast of the Conversion of St Paul was well worth traversing a wintry M62 for. The music at Mirfield CR always leaves me awe-struck. It’s always a conversion experience. It always stops me (and others) in my tracks. Bishop Michael Marshall writes and speaks about music’s being “the bicycle of the liturgy” – and that was soaringly so for me today, all-echoing.
The music held two thousand year’s worth of gospel both within the caverns of time and the acoustically glorious Community Church. I was moved by the prayer for Glyn Webster’s being ordained bishop over at York Minster, knowing with certainty that such events – that all humanity – are quietly prayed for every morning, noon and night in this sacred space, opening up the spaces in human hearts. Prayer for all human-kind’s finding the way home. Well wrapped up today on the outside. Warmed considerably on the inside. Add to all this an excellent soup and good company (with Paul Deakin and friends) at lunch. Yes, indeed. A feast.