On liturgies
Dec. 26th, 2013 09:04 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
anglomedved(This is a bit of a carry-over from previous posting and the comments to it).
What I do miss at times is the Anglo-Catholic liturgy (that of Anglicans who wanted to revive a Catholic sense of things in the Church of England, without joining Newman in going over to Rome), when well done. It was that, which as a Cambridge student, enthralled me, and sealed my already-started exit from Protestantism. It does not exist here in Brussels: the Anglo-Catholic church, bankrupt and with an alcoholic priest, merged with the rather dour and Protestant pro-Cathedral in the early 1950s. The former church building is now a night-club. I have peered into it twice: once at the start of the renovations, and saw one of the most perfectly-proportioned naves I have ever seen (I could imagine the sun catching the incense), another time last year, when I caught a glimpse of superb 19th century woodwork.
I remember several years ago having dinner with another (the other?) English convert to Orthodoxy in Brussels. Well into the second bottle of wine between us, we concluded that ‘Orthodoxy is the best way of being Anglo-Catholic outside England’.
What I do miss at times is the Anglo-Catholic liturgy (that of Anglicans who wanted to revive a Catholic sense of things in the Church of England, without joining Newman in going over to Rome), when well done. It was that, which as a Cambridge student, enthralled me, and sealed my already-started exit from Protestantism. It does not exist here in Brussels: the Anglo-Catholic church, bankrupt and with an alcoholic priest, merged with the rather dour and Protestant pro-Cathedral in the early 1950s. The former church building is now a night-club. I have peered into it twice: once at the start of the renovations, and saw one of the most perfectly-proportioned naves I have ever seen (I could imagine the sun catching the incense), another time last year, when I caught a glimpse of superb 19th century woodwork.
I remember several years ago having dinner with another (the other?) English convert to Orthodoxy in Brussels. Well into the second bottle of wine between us, we concluded that ‘Orthodoxy is the best way of being Anglo-Catholic outside England’.
