On Sunday evening, October 18th, our church is holding a healing service. This involves prayer, hymns. People who attend can go up and kneel at the altar and the pastors will anoint them with oil and make the sign of the cross on their forehead. It's a very special service. I had planned to just go and sit in the pews at the service. But our choir director has other ideas. He wants us to sing. Singing in the choir is soooo different than sitting in the pews. Being in the choir, I'm very much "on guard" the whole time and can't focus on really soaking up the whole experience. I think I'm going to have to talk to him and say, I just need to sit in the pews and let whatever feelings are there wash over me.
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