Sunday at Holy Trinity Greek Orthodox Church

This morning, Crissie took Paul and me to her church on Hillcrest Road. Because of his new job and limited home time, Robb decided to stay, so did Bob, Max and Elle for other reasons.

It is not the first time we were at Holy Trinity Greek Orthodox Church, where we had attended the niece's wedding and visited several times in the past. However it is the first time we attended a Sunday service there. It is an entirely new experience from our Prophet Elias Greek Orthodox Church. 

First of all, it has a congregation of thousands, compared with Prophet Elias' dozens. There are nearly a dozen of priests and deacons milling around on the altar, compared with our lone Father Denis and Deacon Dr. Nick. Three priests conducted our communions for three long queues. But everyone was polite and orderly, almost the same as in our little church. Even babies and toddlers screamed just once in a while.

For some reason, I missed the intimacy so characteristic of Prophet Elias in the grand Holy Trinity Greek Orthodox Church. But of course, it is a typical new comer's impression. I am sure that most of congregation still get their intimacy out of the anonymity after decades of Sunday church going. I am glad that we went and gained a new perspective toward grandiose and humble churches.