|98: Church of the Atonement, Chicago, USA|
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Mystery Worshipper: M. Luther.
The church: Church of the Atonement, Chicago.
Denomination: Episcopal Church in the USA.
The building: A rather lovely rendition of English Gothic.
The neighbourhood: The church sits in a densly populated residential neighborhood that is one of the most diverse in the city. The surrounding streets are lined with apartment buildings and flats, mostly dating from 1880-1915. The lake front and a large stretch of sandy beach is just a few short blocks away, as is Loyola University, a large Roman Catholic institution. Many university students and other young people live in the area. The local population includes almost every ethnic group and nationality imaginable.
The cast: Rev Sheldon Foote preached. Another priest presided at the liturgy, but I couldn't find his name anywhere.
What was the name of the service?
High Mass, the 16th Sunday after Pentecost.
How full was the building?
About one-third full, with people scattered singly, in pairs, or in small groups throughout the nave.
Did anyone welcome you personally?
No, but I arrived quite early, before the ushers/greeters took their stations.
Was your pew comfortable?
Comfortable enough for a wooden pew.
How would you describe the pre-service atmosphere?
Mostly quiet and reverential, with a few parishioners exchanging greetings and gossip.
What were the exact opening words of the service?
"Welcome to our candlelight service." A fuse had blown leaving only dim, mostly decorative, lighting. The lights were restored half way through the service, though I rather liked the mood produced by natural light coming through the stained glass windows, augmented by electric chandeliers.
What books did the congregation use during the service?
A service folder, "The Hymnal 1982", and "The Order of Mass", a booklet produced by the parish, incorporating the Rite II Eucharist from the American Prayer Book.
What musical instruments were played?
Organ. John Easterlind, an operatic tenor, provided music at the offertory and during communion.
Did anything distract you?
The service was musically rather odd. The organist could not settle on a tempo and had a penchant for using the trumpets at the strangest times, such as in the middle of a hymn stanza. The choir had not yet returned from summer break, and the congregation itself was apparently not used to singing the ordinary of the liturgy. In the midst of this musical desert, the operatic tenor effusively sang two very romantic (if not schmaltzy) pieces, including "The Holy City." The organ postlude sounded like someone strangling cats.
Was the worship stiff-upper-lip, happy clappy, or what?
The liturgy was Anglo-Catholic and formal, though I wouldn't exactly call it stiff upper lip. The service proceeded reverently, naturally, and with a minimum of fuss.