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            St Sava, Phoenix, Arizona, USA 
 
  
 Mystery Worshipper: 
            Amanda B. Reckondwythe.
 The church: 
            St Sava, 
            Phoenix, Arizona, USA.
 Denomination: 
            Serbian Orthodox 
            Church in the USA and Canada, Western Diocese.
 The building: 
            An oblong brick building resembling a blimp hangar with domes. The 
            interior is white, with a vaulted ceiling and dark wood iconostasis 
            and pews. Behind the iconostasis is a relatively large sanctuary over 
            which is depicted the Blessed Virgin enthroned, holding the Christ 
            Child on her lap, attended by two angels.
 The church: 
            They are understandably proud of their choir. Other organizations 
            include a seniors group, folklore group, soccer club, Circle of Serbian 
            Sisters, and a Sunday school.
 The neighborhood: 
            Phoenix is a city with no sense of the past. As soon as a building 
            begins to look like it belongs somewhere, it is torn down and something 
            else is put up in its place. The church sits on a cul-de-sac across 
            from a vacant lot where a sign promises a high-rise residential tower. What 
            may have been there before is anybody's guess.
 The cast: 
            The Very Revd Stavrophor Janko Trbovic, parish priest, assisted by 
            the Revd Marko Marusich, subdeacon, and two servers whose names were 
            not given. Father Trbovic wore a white alb with gold trim, a red cloth 
            of gold stole, and a cope-like garment of red cloth of gold. Subdeacon 
            Marusich was vested similarly except everything was gold. The servers 
            wore black cassocks.
 The date & time: 
            Eighth Sunday after Pentecost, July 22, 2007, 10.00am.
 
 What was the name of the service?
 Divine Liturgy.
 
 How full was the building?
 Initially I counted 35 people in a building that can hold 250. About 
            20 or so more came in as the service progressed. The congregation 
            represented a broad mix of age groups.
 
 Did anyone welcome you personally?
 No. There was a guest book but I didn't sign it. I bought a candle 
            from a gentleman who offered no greeting. People were milling about 
            at the entrance but no one said anything to me.
 
 Was your pew comfortable?
 Yes. It was an upholstered wooden pew and was quite comfortable. There 
            were no kneelers.
 
 How would you describe the pre-service 
            atmosphere?
 Some quiet visiting.
 
 What were the exact opening 
            words of the service?
 I don't know. The church bells were rung (deep, sonorous bells) and 
            the priest emerged from behind the iconostasis, thurible in hand, 
            and walked up and down the aisle censing everyone in silence. He 
            then muttered something inaudible at the altar and began the chant, 
            which was in Serbian.
 
 What books did the congregation 
            use during the service?
 The Divine Liturgy of St John Chrysostom, in English and Serbian, 
            and a service leaflet likewise in both languages.
 
 What musical instruments were 
            played?
 None. A small but very fine choir in the gallery chanted everything 
            a cappella.
 
 Did anything distract you?
 A strikingly handsome young gentleman entered a few minutes after 
            the service had begun, accompanying two likewise strikingly beautiful 
            young women dressed in black. This gave me something interesting 
            to rest my eyes on when my attention lagged. And it took me a little 
            while to figure out the rubrics, which were basically that we stood 
            when the royal doors were open and sat when they were closed, 
            with some exceptions. One woman, however, stood for the entire service.
 
 Was the worship stiff-upper-lip, 
            happy clappy, or what?
 I'd call it an opera between clergy and choir. The congregation were 
            silent throughout, except for the Lord's Prayer, which was recited 
            (not chanted) in English. All the rest of the service was chanted 
            in Serbian, except for a few parts in English. Much of the action 
            took place behind the closed royal doors. At what I assume 
            was the moment of consecration (the doors were closed), a fury of 
            bells broke forth  the sonorous church bells, the jangling sanctuary 
            bell, the tinkling little jingle bells on the thurible. No one received 
            communion except for about a dozen small children.
 
 
  
 Exactly how long was the sermon?
 8 minutes.
 
 On a scale of 1-10, how good 
            was the preacher?
 6  Father Trbovic delivered his sermon from in front of the 
            altar and did not use notes. Although we were led to believe he'd 
            be speaking about faith, hope and love, it seemed to me that he dwelled 
            on the first virtue at the expense of the other two.
 
 In a nutshell, what was the 
            sermon about?
 The most important virtues are faith, hope and love. There are many 
            ways we can strengthen our faith  going to church is one way. Faith 
            keeps us on the road to God. It involves sacrifice and prayerful 
            conversation with God. Always behave as a good child of God, never 
            forgetting who your Father is.
 
 Which part of the service was 
            like being in heaven?
 The choir sang beautifully in four-part harmony, sounding like twice 
            their number. Of special interest was the creed, chanted in English. All 
            voices sang the opening words of each sentence, followed by a recto 
            tono recitative of the remainder of the sentence by a solo voice. This 
            culminated in all voices singing "I await the resurrection of the 
            dead, and the life of the world to come. Amen." It was very effective.
 
 And which part was like being 
            in... er... the other place?
 A gentleman stood up, held his digital camera at arm's length, composed 
            the picture in the LCD display, and fired his flash  three times! Miss 
            Amanda hopes her own picture-taking technique was more subtle than 
            that!
 
 What happened when you hung 
            around after the service looking lost?
 I queued up with the others to receive the antidoron and then went 
            outside, where people were standing around talking in Serbian. I 
            heard no English. I learned that a smile and "hello" apparently mean 
            "I'm not one of you; ignore me" in Serbian.
 
 How would you describe the after-service 
            coffee?
 There was none.
 
 How would you feel about making 
            this church your regular (where 10 = ecstatic, 0 = terminal)?
 3  The music was lovely, and everything flowed along very smoothly 
            and with dignity. But unlike other Orthodox services I've attended, 
            I felt this one was lifeless and cold.
 
 Did the service make you feel 
            glad to be a Christian?
 No. I didn't feel that I had worshipped.
 
 What one thing will you remember 
            about all this in seven days' time?
 The most interesting choral setting of the creed.
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