“He does not ask for help. He asks for you.”

Those words from the medieval author of The Cloud of Unknowing ought to be pondered by every liturgical director, elder, deaconess, chorister, church usher, and cutter-out of white felt doves for Pentecost, always and everywhere, till the Lord comes again, and let us hope that is soon.

The opening of this terrific post at Mere Comments.