Descanso

That's Spanish for 'rest,' which is the term used to describe a day off -- a day of rest.  Tuesday is my day of rest, and yesterday I woke up and just HAD to have an American Style breakfast -- pancakes and bacon.  So I walked to the IHOP, which is about a half-dozen blocks from the house.  It put me in such a good mood -- must have been the sugar rush from all that syrup. '

Anyway, I usually go shopping for my day off, but decided to get a real rest and do something different.  Mexico City is a great place for anyone who likes museums (someone like me, for instance) because there are more museums here than in any other city in the world.  I decided that I would go to the Museum of Modern Art, which is within walking distance of the house.  (A long walk, but a walk nonetheless). 

As luck would have it, the permanent exhibits were closed.  Either there was no explanation, or I didn't understand the explanation that was given to me by the person at the main desk.  In any event, I was prepared to enjoy a relaxing day at a museum, and I was not about to be deterred.  So I decided to go to the Museo Nacional de San Carlos, which was a bus ride away, near the center of the city.

It is housed in a seventeenth century hacienda, with an open-air sort of courtyard.  Like many of the large homes of that era, it was eventually abandoned, and used for another purpose.  This grand home was used at one point as a tobacco factory (the neighborhood to this day is known as "tablaclera.") As luck would have it, about half of the permanent exhibit was closed.  Only the Medieval, Renaissance, and Baroque exhibits were open.  However, it was enough. Here are a couple of examples of the kind of things I was able to see.

 

This is a Renaissance Altar frontal, for example, and below is a Madonna and Child:

There was also a marvelous Spanish baroque oil painting of Christ washing the feet of his disciples, which was my favorite in the whole museum.  As I looked at it, I thought to myself that I might be able to refer to some of the imagery of that painting in a sermon some day! 

 

One of the weird aspects of the museum was that the temporary exhibit (of an artist whose name escapes me) was actually displayed side by side with the permanent exhibit, as a kind of commentary on the works displayed from each era.  Here is the collage displayed in the room with Spanish Baroque art. 

 

Elaborate, overblown, full of detail -- I guess in a way it reflects the Baroque ideals...

 

After the Museo San Carlos, I walked a few blocks to the Church of San Fernando, which also is home to one of Mexico's important cemeteries.  Although my grasp of Mexican history is weak enough that I couldn't and didn't identify many of the heroes who were buried there, it was still an impressive and interesting monument.

 

 The Church dates from the 17th century -- or was it the 18th...?  At any way, it boasts another extraordinary gilded altar frontal and an elaborate carved exterior.

 

Así lo haremos

In nearly 25 years of priesthood I have had the privilege and honor of experiencing so much.  And being in a new country, in a new culture, means that some experiences have become totally new to me.  For example, although I have attended many ordinations, been honored to be a presenter for several persons, and even had the blessing of preaching at an ordination, I've never been to an ordination in Mexico.  Before this weekend, that is, when Christ Church was host to the ordination of a (transitional) deacon at noon on Saturday.

As typically happens for an ordination, clergy from around the diocese gathered to offer their prayers, presence, and support.  Here we are, gathered before the service. 



The ordinand, Ricardo, used to worship here, and also did his field work at Christ Church, so he is known to many of the parishioners. 

 

Like most Anglican/Episcopal services, this one was filled with pomp and pageantry:

 





The Bishop and his Chaplain

Deacon Jorge, acolyte Adolfo, and priest associate Padre Guillermo in the patio before the service , and two more acolytes, Juan and Hiram, who are currently students at Seminario San Andrés.

 

It was, of course, a particular honor to be asked to be a presenter for Ricardo's ordination, but it was especially moving to experience a familiar service in another language.  The nuances of meaning are always a little different in every translation, and I found that I was especially touched by answering the question which in English is - Will you support him in his ministry? The answer in Spanish is Así lo haremos, which is somewhat stronger than the English-language "We will," but more literally translates to "Thus will we do," which I believe is stronger, since it contains the VERB 'haremos' -- We will do. 

 

Lest all of the above photos lead you to conclude that only men are ordained in the Anglican Province of Mexico, this next photo shows La Madre Sally Sue who was minister of ceremonies and also preached the sermon.

 

 

The newly ordained, vested in dalmatic, receives his Bible, and sets the table for communion.

Pomp and pageantry -- we are Anglicans, of course.  But the ordaination wasn't the only bit of pageantry that day.  You see, it was also the Independence Day weekend, so the parish hall was festively decorated, and  many parishioners were dressed in festive garb -- not red white and blue, but red white and GREEN, which are the colors of the Mexican flag. 

 Those who had not come in the traditional colors of the Mexican flag were invited (encouraged?) (coerced??) into donning the colors.