During the week, my wife and I attended the Holy Week readings at the local Moravian church. I wasn't able to make it to the reading every night, though. I was there on Tuesday, Thursday, and Friday. On both Thursday and Friday, we played in the band before the service. I played my trumpet; my wife played her clarinet. It was fun and good practice for the rounds and Sunrise Service on Easter. Thursday was communion and Friday was lovefeast. And all week, we read about Christ's last week. Powerful, powerful stuff.
Saturday morning I slept in until about 10. This is important, because I didn't get to go to sleep again until about 1pm on Sunday. Most of Saturday was a very relaxed day for me. Saturday evening, we went to Winston-Salem and met up with some of my wife's relatives for supper. After supper, we headed off to Fairview Moravian Church in Winston-Salem in preparation for the Easter rounds.
The Easter rounds started, as always, at 1:30 Sunday morning. We gathered outside the church and played "Sleepers Awake." Turnout at Fairview was about 20 or 22, which was much better than expected, especially considering the inclimate weather -- it was drizzling constantly. After playing the first song outside the church, we loaded ourselves in the bus and drove around to various stops in Winston-Salem, got out of the bus, and played a song or two. I think the stops were in front of the houses of congregation members. It's a lot like Christmas caroling, but with a band. And at Easter. And in the middle of the night. And, this year, in the rain. We had a great time. We finished with our rounds and headed back to Home Moravian Church about 3:30 in the morning.
We had a wonderful breakfast at about 4:00. Coffee, eggs, country ham, milk, juice, sugarcake. Yummy, yummy, yummy. Then we got our instruments together again and headed out to the graveyard for our part in the Easter Sunrise Service.
The Sunrise Service started at 5:30 with the congregation inside the church and the band outside. Part way through the service, the congregation moves outside, too, and the service is concluded on the graveyard. They've been doing it like that for 230 years. My wife's been doing it for 18 years. I've been doing it for 3. It's a wonderful, moving worship service. And it's really special to be a part of the band. This year, there were about 400 people playing in the mass band. The weather kept the numbers down, and the service wasn't as well attended as it usually is. In addition to my wife and me, my wife's parents and one of her aunts were there.
After the service, we headed back to Greensboro where it was nap time for my wife and her parents. I quickly changed clothes, 'cause I had spilled trumpet valve oil on my shirt. Then, off to teach my 9:45 Sunday School class. We had a lesson on the Resurrection. (I'm so glad I didn't present the Crucifixion as was my original plan.) And I showed my Sunday School class the movie I made at last year's Sunrise Service. The class was only about half full, but I expected that with it being Easter Sunday. I think we all had a great time.
After Sunday School, my wife met me for the 11:00 worship service. Her parents had already gone home. It was a great worship service (they almost all are, praise God!) and wasn't as crowded as I had expected. Perhaps that was due to the rain. Perhaps it was due to the church adding and heavily promoting a third worship service at 9:30. Perhaps it was a combination.
After church, we went home. It was about 1:00 by the time we changed clothes and settled down. So I had been awake for about 27 hours. We both crashed and crashed hard. I ended up waking up about 10:00 Sunday night and staying awake until about 3:00 Monday morning, then going to sleep until a normal time to wake up on Monday.
I took yesterday off, because I knew I'd have to recuperate. And I spent the day finishing our taxes. For the record, I hate income taxes. Especially progressive ones.
And now, here I am on a Tuesday afternoon. Things seem to be back to normal. But my spiritual battery has been recharged -- something it was in dire need of. I plan to do a better job of tending to my spiritual needs. Besides, I need to start preparing the sermon I'll be preaching at church in June.