No matter what denomination you are, Holy Week is always a mad house for the Altar Guild. More “costume changes” than an Ice-Capades skater.
Saturday morning, we were all gathered at church, changing things from black to gold and white, filling candles, polishing silver, carrying flowers from the kitchen, arranging and re-arranging, and all that goes with it, when the rector disappeared.
He popped back in later with an Edible Arrangement (R) for us, as a thank you for all the hard work we had put in during Lent, Holy Week, and the entire Church year. I have been a member of the Altar Guild since Noah got off the ark, and this is the first time anything like this has ever happened.
Bless you, Matthew!
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Good for him. I haven’t done that before, but I do let the ladies know I appreciate them.