BP and I were on the road again in October, and thanks to the wonders of Google, were able to find a parish for the Sunday. The church we found is called (I kid you not) St Alban’s-by-St-Andrew’s, as it resides right next door to the small Cathedral of St Andrew. It’s a smallish building, very strikingly built with a traditional wooden interior and cross beams. Also quite a diverse community; the ushers were a middle-aged Japanese lady and a young African man. A good turn out on a rainy Sunday.
The congregation sang robustly and were very friendly at coffee, willing to tell the visitors sites to see and places to go. The members are truly far flung in origin, with a variety of accents delighting the ear, including Australian, British, American, and Japanese-inflected English. You see, St Alban’s is the English speaking Anglican congregation in Tokyo, a member of the Nippon Sei Ko Kai (Anglican Episcopal Church in Japan), where your fearless correspondent was spending a week at a conference, and the members are a range of expats and locals. Lots of kids running about too.
As you would expect, the liturgy was pretty familiar, although some of the words differ. You’d have to ask an expert to detail the differences. A nice touch was at the end, when Fr Randall asked the visitors to introduce themselves and their home parish. I nudged BP who stood up and claimed St Paul’s Cathedral, San Diego. There were visitors from Florida and England as well. We took along some friends from the conference who also appeared to enjoy this cross-cultural slice, before we spent the afternoon wandering rainy Tokyo and exploring her shrines and side streets.
Blogger “IT” and her wife “BP” are new members at St Paul’s. Cross posted from Friends of Jake, with permission, by St Paul Blog Moderator
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