I was just staring at the pictures I took on the weekend at a baptism. It was a great baptism, and affirmed for parents in the congregation (and the congregation in general) the promise to raise this child in a loving Christian community. There’s no doubt that this is a community of that kind. Which is why the photographs are all the more odd. There’s just no way you can commune in rows of pews. Its you and the person up front, obscured by the backs of other people’s heads. I suppose we’re all symbolically facing God, but I think I see more of God in the faces of my community than in the flouro-tubes at the front…
