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Saturday, May 18, 2002


I didn't realize that my Portfolio Management class would be so ... all-consuming. I may only be able to post on weekends for the next two weeks. If there were anybody reading, I'd apologize. (Ah, but it's important to act as if there were to maintain the pretense of an ongoing conversation, the voice ...)

Some may wonder why I concern myself so much with architecture when I visit other churches. It's not as superficial as it seems. I am increasingly struck by the extent to which a space informs the worship that takes place within it. (Determines is too strong; influences is too weak. Informs is almost right – better if you recall that catachesis is also called Christian Formation.) Parishes know this – that's why the explosion of big horizontal sanctuaries after Vatican II: it was a conscious attempt to change the church by changing the spaces where the changed liturgy was celebrated.

I first became aware of this a number of years ago when I went to a wedding out in the suburbs. The church's name was Transfiguration – and my first impression walking in was that it looked like a ski lodge. Wider than long, arena seating with padded seats and no kneelers, no choir loft - I never understood that decision: maybe another breaking down of the class distinctions between just folks and the liturgical specialists - and a huge baptismal font where a spray fountain wouldn't have been out of place. I walked out wondering how all these Catholics had been transfigured into Presbyterians. (Not that there's anything wrong with that.)

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