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Wednesday, October 27, 2010

The tolling of the bells.

They toll for us. Beautifully.

In our new home, there is a Catholic church about four blocks due north. On a pleasant Sunday, it's a fine walk. It's also worthwhile--the Mass is reverent, the homilies solid, the people friendly to us and our squad. Architecturally--whoof. Built in 1956, the high altar is still intact, and there's even a baldacchino still in place. The spiritual descendants of Constantine V have not found this place.

But I think one of my favorite things about the church is that you can hear the bells toll on the hour from 9 am to 6 pm, every day. The beginning and ending hours usually toll hymns. So far, I've identified Pange Lingua Gloriosi and To Jesus Christ Our Sovereign King.

I think we've found the right house. Thanks be to God.

[Update: My Much Better Half reliably informs me that the hymns play at noon and 6pm.]

5 comments:

The Sheepcat said...

How wonderful! Thanks be to God indeed.

Mike said...

That is wonderful to hear!

Melanie B said...

Wow! That's awesome. I'm a little envious.

Flambeaux said...

Part of why we bought the house we did across the street from the Anglican Use Parish that we live next to is the bells -- electronic, but still bells.

Lynne said...

Bells every day?! How wonderful!