above- "Herself" © 2003 T. Jutsum; acrylic on canvas - The Spirit hovers over the Earth like a mother over her child



above- "Herself" © 2003 T. Jutsum; acrylic on canvas - The Spirit hovers over the Earth like a mother over her child


CHRIST CHURCH                   PENTECOST and TRINITY  2018

Rochester, NY                      The SONG                            vol. 3 issue  5



Mirrors at the End of the Day


The sun kindles bare branches,

drapes them in silver glow

candles the remaining leaves

burnishes those not ready to let go.


The shadows mirror the top branches reaching for heaven, 

spill onto to sidewalk, as if waiting to wrap

whoever sees them, inviting each of us to join in

the spell of this moment

                                                with grateful heart.


Kitty Jospe


Study of Electricity- watercolor on paper © Elizabeth Dugdale

 Banner for Pentecost- acrylic on canvas

Banner for Pentecost- acrylic on canvas

Editor's page

Contributing Life

Peter was quoted as having said to Jesus, "Lord, you alone have the words of eternal life.", John 6:68. But, the Spirit of God has come to us and we have been given this power to share with God. We have the words of eternal life!


This issue, Pentecost/Trinity, we have contributions from two voices from our parish family; Kristy Liddell and Fr. Stephen Metcalfe. I think both are outstanding and life giving. I hope you are inspired and enlivened as well.


Happy Pentecost!

Val Jutsum- editor

Editor's page

Contributing Life

Peter was quoted as having said to Jesus, "Lord, you alone have the words of eternal life.", John 6:68. But, the Spirit of God has come to us and we have been given this power to share with God. We have the words of eternal life!


This issue, Pentecost/Trinity, we have contributions from two voices from our parish family; Kristy Liddell and Fr. Stephen Metcalfe. I think both are outstanding and life giving. I hope you are inspired and enlivened as well.


Happy Pentecost!

Val Jutsum- editor

Manifestations of the Holy Spirit: wind and tongues of fire; sudden, supernatural knowledge; miraculous healings and raising from the dead; people transported instantly to distant places; people shining so brightly others can’t bear to look at them; prisoners freed by angels and earthquakes. And: Finding the right words for another person’s encouragement or guidance. Help deciding where to go next. Seeing past prejudice - even caution and ideas about cleanliness - to another person, complex, dignified, divine. Sobriety. Song. A whole community willing to share material goods. A community that hears the voices of those who complain that they’ve been neglected, and successful administration of meals to all in need. Discernment between what is essential and nonessential in a community.


I need help (and I assume I’m not alone in this) with the connection between wonder at the marvelous and the steady, inconspicuous responsibilities it leaves in its wake, responsibilities that can feel like they dampen wonder and wall off mystery.


I’m tempted to think of the connection as an economic exchange: I pay my pledge, rehearse on Wednesday nights, and usher at compline; I get a beautiful sacred space, good music, and a sublime worship experience.


This economic metaphor means I have a dual role - I can be a consumer, a spectator; I can tiptoe into compline, full of strangers toward whom I easily feel a general goodwill (as long as they’re quiet); I can receive communion and savor the moment, kneeling in a pew and praying reverently (instead of crowding into the back room with the knocking radiator and, thinking, well, really, can we still not figure out how to line up so that we can walk out in rows with some decorum and not like a gaggle of panicked geese?). Or, if I’m not caught up in reverence, I can still be a liturgical connoiseur: Ah, yes, one of my favorite collects; ah, Tallis; what a fine experience!


To sustain this economy, I can be a “producer”: I can do my part to provide an experience for those who are “consumers.” And this concept brings some baggage: pride in a good performance, anger at those who might bring my performance down, fear that it’s not good enough, and, if I’m honest, resentment toward the “consumers” who drop in occasionally and just assume the walls won’t fall down, the windows won’t fall in, there will always be a priest, a music director, a choir, organists, and a congregation as the backdrop for their annual transcendent experience (not very nice, but that’s a producer for you).


Besides the economic metaphor, there’s another set of impulses, roughly overlaid with the consumer/producer roles. One is to just sort of stand around, spiritually, waiting for those transcendent experiences, as if they are all that keep me going. The opposite is to be a nuts-and-bolts behind-the-scenes insider, the Man behind the Curtain, getting to know people and their quirks and little conflicts with others (and maybe reveal mine to a select group), to roll my eyes when so-and-so’s doing such-and-such again, to know all about the falling plaster and falling walls and committees, to be In but not “taken in”, to Know How Everything Works (and How Everything Should Work). It has its consolations--a sense of competence in a predictable sphere, most of all.


Over and over, we revisit this set of poles: Mary/Martha, the prodigal son/the elder brother, aesthetic and ethical.


Oh, how we want and need them to connect and to start merging, so that we don’t become shallow and dabbling or jaded and resentful, so that we see our daily places, people, and work  are full of God.


Oh, how I need them to be pure: to have moments when all the business and all my self-consciousness drops away and a Bach fugue knocks me into God like a tsunami; to have times when I realize I can find sheer will to get out of bed and do the dishes and meet perplexing people and be nice and just Do Work when everything feels utterly empty.


I hope the Holy Spirit shows up somewhere in all of this ebb and flow, to help us live with ourselves and with each other. While we celebrate tongues of fire and a new calling, while sermons are about surprises and disruptions, some of us are precariously balanced, either in the pews or pulpits, in sacristies or soup kitchens, homebound or hospitalized, held up by habits when the easiest disruption is despair. And as we go through the long green life of ordinary time, some of us will have moments or days when the ordinary is overwhelmed with some blazing, glorious God.


How, in God’s name, do we share all that with each other? In an earlier draft I wrote that I thought that mainline protestants might struggle more than others to talk about that connection between God and ordinary life, but I’ve scratched it out. Surely everyone struggles to open up when languages of transcendence encounter languages of sophistication (or anti-intellectualism), of doubt, of doctrine (I don’t use this term disparagingly), of morality, of loyalty, of convention, of conviction, of uncertainty over something crucial, of lament, of nostalgia, of hope, of sheer boredom and weariness. What if I try to share something true and say it falsely? What if I try to share something sacred, and someone chuckles politely, or argues, or doesn’t even hear? What if I try to share the one thing that’s holding me up and someone knocks it down? What if I feel that I need to make a genuine moral effort at something and someone thinks I’m extreme? Or neurotic? Or self-righteous? Or joking? What if I sound delusional, or drunk (at 9 in the morning!)?

What if God is lost in translation? Not only between us, but within us, from transcendent moment to the ways we try to carry that moment forward into everyday life? How can we keep ourselves and our community together, let alone grow together, share everything, welcome strangers?


Even so. It seems we’re encouraged to believe that the Holy Spirit is about translation: visions to meals, marvelous healings to moral dilemmas, rehearsals to revelations, compline to conversations about the Cadillac hotel. What on earth does it look like, I wonder, to trust that translator a little more? Or even fully?


Kristy Liddell


Dear Brothers and Sisters at Christ Church and wherever this note finds its way:

I’ve returned from the celebration of Pentecost at Christ Church this Sunday, May 20. The Sunday celebration of the Lord’s Day is always a moment in time unlike any other: you either make it or miss it. Pentecost has the added distinction of being one of 7 major feasts of the Church, including Christmas and Easter. Alas, very few of us arrived to celebrate which led to my consideration of the whole “church going” matter.

First of all, this is not an attempt to persuade or shame anyone. Frankly, I don’t really want to go to church more times than is proper for me to admit. There are lots of reasons for that, most of them circumstantial and others more theologically complicated. Attending the service is occasionally burdensome and sometimes I just don’t see the point. But, I do know the point even though it sometimes doesn’t persuade me. That being said, Major Feasts (with the exception of Ascension Day which is always Thursday) are, for me, “command performances.”

Here are some reasons not to go to church: Attendance will make me a good person. I will get something “out of” the liturgy that is good for me. I know my mother wants me to go. Not going is a sin. I want to get married in this church. I want people to see me as a responsible, good person. I want to feel more “spiritual”. There are a thousand other reasons people might feel pressure to go to church and I certainly know how most of them feel as I have wandered these paths now and again.

The most powerful reasons I stay active and show up most Sundays are quite simple. This is where Christians gather on Sunday mornings; I am a Christian and that identity still fits me, so I go where the Christians go. Secondly, it is an objective act of devotion which maintains my irrevocable connection with God and with God’s family. I am sure I will hear God’s Word spoken and perhaps the Holy Spirit will lead me to hear it in a way that I haven’t before, but could be quite necessary. I might hear the same old hymns, pray the same old prayers, hear the same old Gospel, trudge up to receive the same old sacrament. Even so, that’s what Christians do. I’m sure that every Christmas you go to your family’s house, eat the same food, hear the same stories from Uncle Buck, get in the same arguments with your brother in law, and come away both pleased and dismayed at the recognition that you are part of this odd family. That doesn’t matter.

Finally, I remind myself that in the public square the identity of “Christian” has been firmly (and I hope not unequivocally) claimed by some of the most deluded “disciples” imaginable. When I hear Jesus saying, “you did not choose me, but I chose you...” sometimes I just shake my head. Of course, from Jesus’ point of view, we are all wrong headed and also fully deserving of his Love. Insofar as various factions who claim membership in the Church make every effort to lead us far astray, I believe it is incumbent upon me to physically be in a gathering which understands the Gospel quite differently. I don’t hear Jesus instructing his disciples on the arts of blaming, shaming, or scorning. Jesus says in Matthew, “Not everyone who says to me, “Lord, Lord”, will enter the kingdom of heaven, but only one who does the will of my Father in heaven.” This might be where we all differ: what could be the will of God?

So, there it is, the testimony of a Christian, far outrun by the various champions of Christ who seem to be blissfully fueling an aimless, self satisfied culture. I have no power to do anything about all that except make sure I do what most honorably mirrors myself. The outcome of everything is God’s business.

God’s Grace and Blessing, Steven Metcalfe+


Ruth's Page

Ruth's Page

Ruth's column

Dear All,


It is Pentecost and I am with you in SPIRIT!!


I've seen my Lyme specialist and, while the blood work is inconclusive, he is treating for possible co-infections to be on the safe side. The antibiotic treatment will end in June, and I hope to feel better shortly after, if not before. I'm learning so much about the human immune system and the complexities of what goes into our chemical make-up. I am, in fact, seeing multiple theological metaphors in my studies of the microbes within us - the good, the bad, and the neutral. (Expect the term "microbiome" to fly from the pulpit on my return.)


Symptoms come and go, depending on the dormant and active cycles of the bacteria, and the effects of the antibiotics. I've noticed a real difference in mental sharpness and physical energy on my special paleo/ketogenic diet, and after I'm completely better, I might just stick to it and to taking my herbal supplements (I like to show them off). What is most confounding about Lyme disease - the current medical contraversies regarding treatment and recovery - is also, for me, the most truth telling: that my body instinctively knows how to heal from this disease if I listen and give it time. And herbs! 


I am healing, and it is taking time, but I am healing and it is real. Thank you for your prayers, and your prayers for one another and for all who are in need of healing.  Prayer for healing is more than prayer. It is also a proclamation of hope, of the good that is to come, and of the God for whom we wait. "Then shall your light break forth like the dawn, and your healing shall spring up quickly; your vindicator shall go before you, the glory of the Lord shall be your rear guard." (Isaiah 58:8)


See you soon in church,



Did you know that Ruth has a blog? It's beautiful and you can find it here-





Miniature from a Latin Bible: St. Luke, c. 1100

France, Burgundy, Abbey of Cluny, early 12th Century

ink, tempera, and gold on vellum

Cleveland Museum of Art


Stephen Kennedy

Stephen Kennedy

This is a setting of the "Our Father" by Scott Perkins our former Assistant Director. Thatcher Lyman is heard here as the solo voice. Thatcher is our present Assistant Director. Scott's work may be purchased via this link: http://www.scott-perkins.com/store/th... Audio/Video by Mobile Audio Productions by Michael Sherman “The Christ Church Schola Cantorum… sings beautifully.” Fanfare, Jan/Feb 2010. Founded in 1997 by Stephen Kennedy, the Schola performs the Office of Compline at Christ Church Rochester NY, Sunday evenings, October through April. First-Sunday Candlelight Concerts and Compline was named “The coolest, most unusual music experience in the city…” in Rochester Magazine’s “Our Top Picks of 2014.” This acclaimed ensemble is also an early music laboratory through engagement of historic rehearsal and performance practices. The Schola specializes in Gregorian chant, Renaissance and Baroque choral music, and choral improvisation. It has collaborated with Manfred Cordes and Weser-Renaissance Bremen, Boston Early Music Festival Chamber Players, and organists Edoardo Bellotti, Hans Davidsson, David Higgs, Olivier Latry, William Porter, Joris Verdin, and Harald Vogel. The Schola has been a favorite of festivals and concert series, notably at the annual international Eastman-Rochester Organ Initiative. APM's Pipe Dreams, Minnesota Public Radio, and WXXI’s With Heart and Voice regularly broadcast tracks, via NPR, from the Schola's CDs. With organists Edoardo Bellotti and Stephen Kennedy, the Schola and dual organs performed a “guided improvisation” accompaniment to Carl Dryer’s 1928 silent classic La Passion de Jeanne d’Arc for Eastman's 2014 EROI Festival and the University of Rochester's interdisciplinary UCIS Cluster on Music and Film. The Schola’s latest CD is of 19th century French choral music with Belgian keyboardist Joris Verdin on Eastman's vintage Mustel harmonium. The Schola is comprised of Rochester-area musicians, Eastman School of Music faculty and students, and RIT faculty. Participation in the Schola is offered for course credit at the Eastman School of Music.

Notes from Stephen Kennedy

Coming soon



This improvisation attempts to reflect the bold themes of the Martin Luther’s text of “Nun comma, der Heiden Heiland” which is based on text of Ambrose of Milan (340-397).  All verses of this hymn are not in our hymnal but are listed here as translated by William M. Reynolds.


1 Savior of the nations, come, 
virgin's Son, make here Thy home!
Marvel now, O heav'n and earth,
that the Lord chose such a birth.

2 Not by human flesh and blood,
but the Spirit of our God,
was the Word of God made flesh--
woman's Offspring, pure and fresh.

3 Wondrous birth! O wondrous Child
Of the Virgin undefiled!
Though by all the world disowned,
still to be in heav'n enthroned.

4 From the Father forth He came
and returneth to the same,
captive leading death and hell--
high the song of triumph swell!

5 Thou the Father's only Son,
hast o'er sin the vict'ry won.
Boundless shall Thy kingdom be;
when shall we its glories see?

6 Brightly doth Thy manger shine,
glorious is its light divine.
Let not sin o'ercloud this light;
ever be our faith thus bright.

7 Praise to God the Father sing,
Praise to God the Son, our King,
Praise to God the Spirit be
Ever and eternally. 


(I call it Awesome!)



For more information about concerts and music events, please visit the Christ Church website: 


You can also find the billboard of ongoing and special future events by going to the top of this section and clicking on the link "MUSIC GALLERY".

Here are just a few ways in which Christ Church members and friends may participate in our program:

• Becoming an Usher/Candle-lighter for Compline

• Make contributions to our Friends of Music Fund. This fund supports music at Christ Church.  It also enables us to provide musical outreach to the Rochester community through music-training programs, concerts, and enables us to enhance our liturgies with music.  

• Purchase our various CD recordings for friends and family members as gifts.

• Assist in publicizing music at Christ Church by helping sending emails to the local media

Please contact me if you are interested in participating in any aspect of our music program at Christ Church. Stephen Kennedy, Music Director stephenk@rochester.rr.com You may also support our music education and enrichment opportunities for young musicians who are dedicating their lives to the field of sacred music by contributing to Christ Church’s "Friends of Music" fund.

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