Sunday, 3 April 2016
Today is Low Sunday, a concept I find difficult to understand.
Apparently the choir is not required (de-choired), so we may have the day off.
In previous years I have attended church as part of the congregation on this day, but this year have decided to have a day away from St. M's
Despite the assurance of all those who know about these esoteric things that I am not expected to be there, I feel guilty.
It has stopped raining and the sun is out. I can have as lazy or active a day as I choose, yet there is this cloud of guilt hanging over me and I feel unable to relax. (Like the days when I played truant from school).
It seems to me that guilt is built into the fabric of humankind in case we should decide we might like to enjoy ourselves.
In the 17th Century the Pilgrim Fathers were depicted as miserable, long-faced, psalm-singing, bible-quoting zealots whose belief in God was a sober and fearful thing. They didn't last long (not in this country anyway) but perhaps they left us with this legacy of guilt.
Original sin is a Roman Catholic concept but where did permanent guilt come from?
Please feel free to ignore my melancholic mumblings but if you have any thoughts on the subject I'd like to hear them.
Posted by Ray Barnes at 10:23:00 am