My sister is in the choir at Grace St. Luke's Episcopal. I grew up half Presbyterian (my parents' church) but also half Episcopalian because I would go with my grandparents to the 7:30 service at the cathedral. I loved the older words of Rite 1, which sadly has fallen out of general use these days. My presbyterian church is still my home since it has my community and since I'm reformed enough to still feel awkward about genuflecting to objects... and also since incense makes my lungs crazy -- no one bothered with that stuff at 7:30 am. But GSL had an unusual Rite 1 service at 5pm yesterday, and I went over to hear my sister sing some of the anthems their choir will be singing in Wells Cathedral this summer, and as a surprise bonus to enjoy the ancient words of my childhood. It was exactly what I needed this week. It was a small service, and I had the balcony completely to myself, so I also was able to worship unmasked, which was a real treat. With my long covid, I'm still masking in public places. We sang lovely hymns, had a brief but meaningful message, and the music was exquisite.