Ash Wednesday

[klsiegel320]

So, the season changes. The long winter begins to give way to spring, to new life, to new hope, to new growth. New things to learn, new things to try, new paths to travel. I love the closing of the Epiphany season in the Monastic Breviary - except of course that in a strange way, it's really the opening of the Lenten season. The service of Vespers on the Tuesday evening before Ash Wednesday closes with verse and response from the Easter season:

V: Let us bless the Lord, alleluia, alleluia!

R: Thanks be to God, alleluia, alleluia!

It stands like a friend in the doorway, waving good-bye as you drive away on a long journey - knowing that you will return home again, at the end. We are not sent comfortless into the desert; we are sent with the Easter alleluia still ringing in our ears.

Of course, the fascinating thing is that Vespers is the first office of the monastic day. This makes perfect sense; our ancestors in the faith were Jews, and in Jewish religious practice all days begin at sunset (specifically, when it is dark enough for three stars to be seen). So of course when they began to worship in this new way, they kept many of the things they already knew - the psalms, the readings from the Torah and the Prophets, the prayers at certain times of day.

So Vespers is the beginning of the new day. We still have vestiges of this: Christmas Eve, for example; and New Year's Eve (which was originally the eve of the day celebrating the circumcision of Jesus, now modestly (or perhaps prudishly) renamed the Feast of the Holy Name).

Vespers on the Tuesday before Ash Wednesday, therefore, is the first service of the first day of Lent. But it closes with the Easter shout: Alleluia, alleluia! I just love that!

More later, on some other things; I'd really rather spend some more time writing, but I have this work to do that they're actually paying me for...

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Dust thou art, and unto dust shalt thou return

[readinginbed.livejournal.com]

As I mentioned on the phone, my chronic case of lateitis flared up on Ash Wednesday, indirectly keeping me from leaving work in time to attend our church's service. (There are times when I wish we could attend church right in town, instead of 35-40 minutes to the north.) I think the book we are reading together will be a good one for me this year. I've had lateitis forever and it's one of my least favorite personality traits. I pretend there are more hours than there are to do all the things I want to do. I pretend that I can get up in the morning for exercise, for religious study, when I am not turning out the light early enough to ensure enough sleep. I spend time doing lower priority things, like surfing on the computer or watching television, pretending that there will be enough time later in the evening to read The Purpose-Drive Life, write in my various journals, work on creative writing projects. The problem is that I am always tired from staying up too late, but I never seem to find enough time for all the things I think are my priorities. Maybe doing this study will help me determine what those really are, or should be . . .

I didn't know that Vespers was the first service of the new day instead of the last. I didn't know about the Feast of the Holy Name, either, but my flavor of Protestantism doesn't really do feasts, saint days, etc.

Re: Dust thou art, and unto dust shalt thou return

[klsiegel.livejournal.com]

Re: Holy Name and feasts per se: yeah; I have to say, that's one of the things I love best about the Anglican church. There's this rhythmic, repetitive round of seasons and times and remembrances that runs through the year.

As to Vespers, it is even odder sometimes, in that it's both the first service of the new day and the last service of the old. On very high feast days, there are services called I Vespers and II Vespers (read "first Vespers" and "second Vespers"). Ron tells me it used to be even more complicated, before they "reformed" the breviary...