Sharon Eappen

--There are some things that are really hard to say but have to be said one way or the other -- The other day, when I attended a Holy Communion service which supposedly followed the CSI order of worship (not really, but bits and pieces), I started to feel an unsual sense of discomfort within me. Now that discomfort did not emerge from the worship being in Malayalam (which I had gotten accustomed to, even though my first language is English). It did not come from the fact that I had to cover my head, because although I did not personally believe in forcing women to cover their heads, I was used to doing so since I knew that the Sunday service was not a time for arguments like these. It was also not because of the liturgical style of worship even though my family and I occasionally go to Free Worship churches back at home (and I would attend the college’s worship during my first year) because I do enjoy the depth of liturgy and the affirmations it hold. That discomfort came fr...