Evensong...

...with the Ordinariate  at the Precious Blood Church, London Bridge. It  has now become familiar, the voices going back and forth saying the psalms turn and turn about:" My lips shall speak of thy praise/ when thou hast taught me thy statutes..."    "I have longed for thy saving health O Lord/and in thy law is my delight..."

 As we prayed and sang,  and the trains rumbled by to London Bridge, the evening sky slowly darkened beyond the high windows, and despite the warm evening, there was a feeling of Autumn, and I realised that the Ordinariate has become part of life's cycle in this corner of the world and  the new-and-interesting has given way to the pleasant-and-familiar.