Today, Deacon Dan became Father Dan.

This has been a milestone in several roads. Now-Father Dan’s, of course. Father Russell’s, now handing off this area to Father Dan, after looking after us from a distance that wasn’t very practical. And K-Town’s,  the Orthodox community building up from being very small, to crowding out someone’s living room, to crowding out an entire basement used for services, to getting a church building, and getting it ready over the last few weeks.

It’s been interesting – my role has mainly been with the choir, and I feel like a bit of an imposter there – I can generally tell when I haven’t got the right note, but not necessarily when I’m in the wrong octave, and I don’t think I’m very quick at correcting myself. Still, I’m told I’m improving, and things seemed to go well for both services. Even with the few things that changed on the fly.

It was cool that our community at Transfiguration could help with K-town’s preparations and participate in this event. Two in particular helped with the building work, one made the iconostasis and was doing other work. Last week the iconostasis was mostly done (but without the icons), and there was a bit of a setback when he had to go for an emergency appendectomy. It was good to see him well this week, and the place certainly looked finished.

Transfiguration certainly feels networked, somewhat connected to quite a few of the other Orthodox churches in the state. Bishop Maxim brought some things for K-town which connected them more with Serbia, who administratively we’re under. Old and new, connected.

I’m not sure what I was expecting from His Grace, but I think I was surprised at how much I liked him. I lucked onto his table last night after Vespers. I was going to sit on another table nearby, somehow we got talking before I sat down, and he liked Youngest (who I was holding at the time). After a couple of minutes, I asked if I could join him at the table, on one of the empty seats opposite, he seemed to like that. Soon I was surrounded by other clergy who were present, and I really felt like an imposter – not even a catechumen yet, and lucked onto the clergy table. Not that I’m entirely unused to being around clergy (more used to those of a different tradition, though) There was a spare water on the table, which he gave to Youngest, and a little later there was a spare beer on the table, which he gave to me. And clinked, with a “Cheers!”

I grew up in a tradition that has bishops, but without the same sort of liturgical role, and without the same sort of ceremony and stuff that goes on. When he arrived on the Saturday night, all the kids were given flowers to give to him. I let Middlest run up to him to give hers early, a few kids got there quickly (I’m pretty sure they got waved over), the rest waited in line. By the time he got to where I was holding Youngest, he was starting to express concern about being able to hold them all. He managed, but I liked what he said to Youngest (who is 2). I was just telling him to hand the flower over, and His Grace said “it’s all right, you can keep that one.” Youngest seemed to appreciate it, too.

This morning, at the beginning of the service was the blessing of the new church building, which was very interesting. Then the rest of the service, with the ordination as part of it.

I actually missed most of the ordination part, having to take Middlest to the bathroom, but got back in time for the last “He is worthy!”.

I’ve been to an ordination ceremony in my former tradition, though I don’t think I was really old enough to fully appreciate it. There was a long speech, which I was surprised and pleased to learn was boring all the adults, too. Lots of people got ordained at the same time, there, and not in the same place that they would be serving.

Though that system does have its advantages, there’s something special about an ordination happening within the context of the community that the new priest will be serving. Geographically rooted, and the enthusiasm of the congregation for their new priest can be an indication of whether the guy’s right for the job.

It’s been a good couple of days*, and seeing how some of these things work, has been very encouraging. Encouraging and moving, and those more than I expected.

what's the collective noun for clergy?
Photo credit and copyright my wife.

*corrected, originally accidentally left out an “o” – “It’s been a god couple of days” – guess it’s been that, too.

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