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Dear saints,
I wonder if you can remember those curiously unique Sundays when we held services in the courtyard during the Covid pandemic? No doubt, there was much that I’d rather forget about those days, including having to mark out the minimum spacing the diocese required us to have between our ‘pods’ of seating. What I have not wanted to forget, however, was how utterly beautiful our grounds are in spring.
I can still close my eyes and picture preaching an Easter Day sermon in what has to be Atlanta’s finest cathedral space: with trees in blossom bright, birdsong serenading the choir, and the blue sky reminding us all that this is God’s world, and we just get the temporary privilege of leaving it a little better than we first found it.
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