We’re gathered in the narthex of Christ the King. “Narthex” is a word that never fails to make me laugh, because it sounds like a poison chamber or the foyer of a mastermind’s lair. The narthex is another in-between place—not outdoors and not fully a church yet. Historically the narthex was the place where people who weren’t allowed in the real church could go, and now we are here.
