Yes, you read that right. So go ahead, roll your eyes, express your shock, outrage and liturgical disdain, and then tell me you don’t want one. Really.
One of my lectionary group is getting ordained to the priesthood on Sunday. The six of us discuss everything the Bible could possibly relate to in the course of a given Monday – so pretty much everything under the sun, including LED sheep, dressed chicken dances, and of course sequins. So, really, it could have been a lot worse.
The stole of honour goes to the ordinand, of course, and includes various fabric motifs as is only appropriate to reflect her multi-talented and multi-faceted person and ministry. I was particularly keen to include a representation of her Trinity tattoo. The other five of us each get a stole with one of those motifs, and all six stoles are finished with a sequin fringe, to bind us together. I am sorry to say that most of the materials are new, although I managed to include some repurposed and rescued elements in most of the stoles.