On a couple of occasions I’ve had the opportunity to look at church supply catalogs. Which is sort of a shock each time, since I’ve always had this primative sense that vestments and altars and various periphernalia simply magically appear, or are passed on since the dawn of time, or the work of altar guild ladies sewing and forging and carving, or something like that. Seeing it all spelled out on the page for sale like it was — well, like one of the other eleventy-dozen catalogs I get in the mail this time of year, is always disconcerting.
The Real Live Preacher offers his own fashion assessments on the latest vestments he’s seeing advertised.
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