I was in a parade service. They are never the easiest things to lead or to sit through.
Behind the flags, on the wall, I spotted a cheap brass relief copy of DaVinci’s ‘The Last Supper’.
Time was that I would have seen that and thought/preached with suppressed anger about how Jesus was obscured by ‘civic religion’ or ‘this world’. This time I smiled inwardly, just seeing a glimpse of Jesus in a confusing world was enough.
I have changed….