Holy Week has begun. We had Palm Sunday mass last night, and like the Church does every year, the Gospel of the Passion of the Christ is read in script format, so that we have a Narrator, Speaker (whom plays the part of different individuals, like Judas and Peter), Chorus (played by the Congregation) and Jesus (whom is always played by the Celebrant/Priest).
Last year, our narrator was a young guy that obviously didn't do his research about pronunciations, nor, apparently, does he listen during the weekly Profession of Faith. He pronounced "Pilate" wrong, which we say every week, and other mistakes, but for some reason he did pronounce "Sanhedrin" correctly. It totally distracted me from the meaning of the Passion story. At least we hear it twice during Holy Week (it's also done on Good Friday), and I didn't have to hear that narrator until a regular mass, which he messed up as well. Come to think of it, I haven't seen him at all this Liturgical Year. Perhaps he was guided to do something else. Hmmm...
Anyway, last night, my favorite lecter was the Narrator, so I could actually concentrate on the meaning of the passage instead of pronunciation. He speaks at a good pace (unlike some whom pause every 3 or 4 words, thinking that this brings more meaning but actually makes it needlessly longer), speaks clearly, and pronounces words correctly. Imagine that. Bruce is the best.
So my Holy Week has started as a nice spiritual one wherein I can actually focus on what He's done for us. What a novel concept. It also helps that I'm finally back in good voice after weeks of yuckiness, so I'm ready for the many hours of singing that are coming up this week.
May your week begin and continue to be as satisfying as mine.
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