Yesterday we had Confirmation rites along with our Reformation service. It felt right.
In the past, we've had Confirmation rites on Pentecost, which also feels right. I know churches who have the Confirmation service on Mother's Day, which seems like a non-starter to me. I know the tradition of welcoming confirmands on Easter, which also seems like too much competing for the same service.
We've now been at this church long enough that I have often known at least one confirmand since childhood. Yesterday, one of the young women getting confirmed used to be the acolyte, and we'd play Hangman during Pastor's sermons--but we had to use words that Pastor used during the sermon.
After the rite of Confirmation, I watched the congregation file up for Communion. I watched the littlest ones and thought, it will feel like a quick zip of time before we see these toddlers getting confirmed.
I have not been at one church long enough to see Confirmation rites of the children of anyone who has been confirmed during my tenure there. I can only imagine how odd that would feel. But it would also feel wonderful--that knowledge that faith formation has flowered.
feeling the feelings…
1 year ago