After the Maundy Thursday service, we worked together to strip the altar and clear away everything removable from the chancel.
As we were leaving, Fern said, "It looks so forlorn."
Exactly. It looks like we're packing up the church and getting ready to hit the trail. Like the Israelites of long ago, who were commanded to eat lamb with a walking stick in one hand.
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