And still through cloven skies they come

The thing about angels is that you just don’t know when they will turn up.

There was I leading Choral Evensong on Sunday night it is always a joy. Yet something happened about halfway though - during the gloria at the end of the Nunc to be precise. Something happened to the music and in consequence to the worship. Was it the soaring of the sound or the steady beating of wings as they gathered around the church. I don’t know, but knew we were visited by angels for a time.

They will be back to lead our singing around the crib soon enough, no doubt.