Enhancing liturgical bilingualism

I woke up at the usual time to post my Morning Prayer YouTube link to WhatsApp, and the listened to Rabbi Jonathan Wittenberg speak movingly about his Palestinian and Israeli friends bereaved by the war in Gaza, and how they all share and must learn to build on awareness of their common humanity. Then I fell asleep again, and it was a quarter to nine when I finally surfaced. Over eight and a half hours sleep! 

After breakfast I went and shopped for this week's food bank offering to take with me to St John's for the Eucharist, Fr Dyfrig celebrated. It was lovely to hear him use Welsh in the liturgy, unhurried and clear, as he's a first language Welsh speaker. We chatted after the service about bi-lingualism in worship, and the challenge of promoting the use of familiar set texts - Kyrie, Sanctus, Agnus Dei, said or sung in Welsh. In the Cathedral for instance, we hear more sung in Latin than Welsh, unless it happens to be a service when a bi-lingual hymn is included in the service sheet. We have a beautiful language, and should use it more.

I didn't stop to socialise on this occasion, as I had a rendezvous at noon to take Communion to Sandra in Danescourt. We spent quite a while reminiscing together before praying, so it was gone one by the time I reached home. Rhiannon and Clare had gone to the museum, and then shopping in town and didn't return until tea time. I made myself lunch, then did the weekly mailshot of the Sway link,  then made the video slideshow for next week's Morning Prayer before going for a walk. This time I used my desktop PC to make the slideshow, to be sure I am able to switch between one device and another. I may not need to do so that often, but it's useful to know that I can. Another productive day.

After supper Clare and Rhiannon went to the cinema in Chapter. I had some writing to catch up on, and then found a new series to watch on More Four's Walter Presents channel, called 'The Sketch Artist. It's about a police team of investigators that looks for missing persons and cold cases with a skilled artist who's brilliant at extracting repressed information from victims to help them build a photo fit picture of a perpetrator. Clever stuff. Best of all it's set in Quebec and the dialogue is in modern Canadian French, for value added interest. Diverting viewing at the end of a busy day.