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                | 2053: St Aidan's, 
                  Williston Park, New York, USA | 
             
            
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                Mystery Worshipper: 
                  Andy the Albanian. 
                  The church: 
                  St Aidan's, 
                  Williston Park, New York, USA. 
                  Denomination: 
                  Roman Catholic, Diocese 
                  of Rockville Centre. 
                  The building: 
                  It's a cavernous but not unattractive space, built in 1961 when 
                  the parish outgrew its former building. The street frontage 
                  is an impressive neoclassical statement that reminded me of 
                  the 
                  old arch that once graced the entrance to London's Euston 
                  Station. Inside, the broad nave has a high curved ceiling with 
                  square supporting columns creating narrow aisles on each side 
                  marking. The interior is T shaped, with seating in both transepts 
                  facing the central sanctuary. It's light and airy but with a 
                  distractingly echoey acoustic. 
The church: St Aidan's is a large, thriving parish with active social ministries and extensive lay involvement.  Nothing extraordinary, but plenty of good stuff. 
                  The neighborhood: 
                  Williston Park is a village about 20 miles east of New York 
                  City, in Long Island's Nassau County. It's a prosperous Long 
                  Island suburb, the kind of place for which "nice" 
                  is the perfect epithet. 
                  The cast: 
                  The Revd Kevin Dillon, associate pastor, celebrated mass, assisted 
                  by the Revd Mr Francis Love, deacon. There were lectors and 
                  a cantor whose names I didn't get. 
                  The date & time: 
                  Sunday, August 29, 2010, 12.00pm. 
                   
What was the name of the service? 
                  Mass. 
                   
How full was the building? 
                  Perhaps 85 per cent full – a few people chose to stand rather 
                  than ask others to shuffle along their pews. Given the size 
                  of the church, that probably means 500-600 people. 
                   
Did anyone welcome you personally? 
No, but there was nothing unfriendly in that.
  
Was your pew comfortable? 
                  It was fine – a traditional pew with a fold down kneeler under 
                  the pew in front. 
                   
How would you describe the pre-service
atmosphere? 
There was an air of reverence, but it wasn't quiet, not least because of the steady stream of new arrivals before and after the start of the service.
  
What were the exact opening words of the
service? 
                  "Welcome. Today we celebrate the 22nd Sunday in ordinary 
                  time." 
                   
What books did the congregation use during the
service? 
                  There was a missalette with the order of service and the readings, 
                  though few people used it as most appeared to know the service 
                  by heart. There was also a hymnal – again not widely used as 
                  few people joined in the hymns. 
                   
What musical instruments were played? 
                  An organ – probably electronic but I wouldn't swear to it. 
                   
                    
                   
Did anything distract you? 
                  The lector had to thumb through the missal to locate the first 
                  reading. This took some time and allowed the mind to wander. 
                  I couldn't help smiling at Father Dillon's broad Long Island 
                  accent and his occasional squeaks as he began a sentence. 
                   
Was the worship stiff-upper-lip, happy clappy, or
what? 
                  Mainstream Roman Catholic – contemporary liturgical music and 
                  hymns that hardly anyone joined in singing; liturgy at a brisk 
                  canter with negligible wandering from the script. 
                   
Exactly how long was the sermon? 
                  9 minutes. 
                   
On a scale of 1-10, how good was the preacher? 
                  4  Father Dillon was born and raised in the parish, and 
                  that clearly informs his preaching style in more ways than just 
                  his accent. 
                   
In a nutshell, what was the sermon
about? 
                  The wrong kind of pride – self-aggrandizing pride – 
                  can come between us and God. (The gospel was Jesus' advice to 
                  take the lowliest place at table when invited to dinner.) There 
                  is good pride: pride in one's children, one's workmanship, and 
                  so on. But bad pride promotes us above God. And surprising things 
                  can be acts of humility. 
                   
Which part of the service was like being in
heaven? 
At the end of the service there were commissioning prayers for children and teachers returning for school, which as a parent I took as a moving reminder of God's presence in everything we do.
  
And which part was like being in... er... the other place? 
                  The lack of congregational participation in the service – to 
                  which the parish is clearly reconciled, as we didn't sing all 
                  the verses of any of the hymns and there were far fewer hymnals 
                  than people in the pews. And the procession to the exit that 
                  began after the communion and was all but complete by the time 
                  we'd sung the first (and only, though there were four verses 
                  in the hymnal) verse of the final hymn. 
                   
What happened when you hung around after the service looking lost? 
                  Not a lot – I'd stayed in my pew through the last hymn, so 
                  the tide of people was ebbing away by the time I got to the 
                  door. No one spoke to me, but no one really stopped to chat 
                  at all so it didn't feel as if I was being excluded. Clearly 
                  everyone felt that leaving was the appropriate thing to do. 
                   
How would you describe the after-service
coffee? 
                  There are no refreshments. 
                   
How would you feel about making this church your regular (where 10 = ecstatic, 0 = terminal)? 
                  4  Based purely on my experience of this service. I am 
                  told by friends who live in the parish that St Aidan's is an 
                  active church that encourages involvement in its work in the 
                  community. But in isolation, as spiritual refreshment this service 
                  was rather dry. 
                   
Did the service make you feel glad to be a
Christian? 
                  Yes. As an Anglican, I am always uplifted when I visit a Roman 
                  Catholic church by the thought that we're part of a cloud of 
                  witness much bigger than any one denomination. 
                   
What one thing will you remember about all this in seven days' time? 
                  Father Dillon's delivery – relaxed, friendly, at home, and 
                  more than a little camp. | 
             
           
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