Eucharist
eucharist * * * sun has set and gone, past dinner hours, sitting by the chapel lawn, surrounded by flowers. taking frames by faded pen, named for care, in ken of distant fen, deemed too rare.
The True Meaning of Easter
Henry scoffed at the savory little moan she let out, stepping forward so he could try the eucharist out.
Collar 11 -- Memento Mei
It's helped to tell you of my guilt, father, and if you find me worthy of receiving the eucharist, perhaps that will let my spirit become light enough to pass on to whatever judgment i'm to receive."
Collar 2 -- Angel
For a non-eucharistic service such as this, a cassock and surplice was enough. my own parish was quite comfortable with informality; i could probably get away with wearing my black pants, shirt, and collar.
Collar 8 -- The Calling
After breakfast, i performed the friday morning non-eucharistic mass for a pawful of celebrants, with fletcher watching me from behind the curtain.
Collar 14 -- Numbers and 1 Corinthians
The morning would have pancakes for fletcher and toast for me, since it's traditional for a priest to fast or to eat very little before performing a eucharistic mass.
Act of Contrition
Mass continued past the eucharist, bernard handing a wafer to each parrishioner as he smiled softly to them with a, "body of christ." to each. each would respond with, "amen."
Demonskin: The First Pact (Ch. 24)
Stuff that really belonged in a tabernacle, not a chest of drawers: wine cups, for the eucharist; crosses, precious metal beams laid over one another and fused, with no representation of christ. plain and protestant.
In the Service of Mystery (Pt. 18)
I could not help but smile and let my tail wag as i grasped the cold silver of the paten and chalice, to blend my joy for old friends and new (along with the nagging fears from my dreams) into the words of the eucharistic prayer.
Collar 15 -- Answers
It was non-eucharistic, and apart from simply being in god's house and listening to me prattle on a bit, it was something that could be very informal and stray from the basic order, as i'd first demonstrated a few months back.
Curs in the Courtyard
I recall clearly the sight of the fire climbing through the steeples, firemen struggling to contain the blaze that was fanned by strong winds, carpenters rushing out of the church with its ledgers and tools of the eucharist, and at last the smoldering, granite
Collar 12 -- Pax Vo Biscum
Fletcher had watched me perform a few eucharistic services, so he had some idea of what i'd done; leif, for his part, almost purred at my description. "graham," he said, "that was a truly beautiful gift that you bestowed."