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Great selections Herb.

Nice

I like Russian Orthodox service ❤

Best I have heard outside of the UK.

I would like to talk to you about increasing your TH-cam channel views and subscribers, do you have some time?

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Great sermon Salmoon. Thank you.

~❤~ may God's blessings be upon you and remain with you Kathy

~❤~.....may God's blessings be upon you and remain with you Cathy

What the hell is this ? Are you are serious.? What the Satanic things is this?

I loved Cathy's enthusiastic bouncing😄😊.

Lovely service. I hate that the postlude was cut off at the end though. Hopefully it won't be in the late service

O my Goodness 😭❤️

Awesome choir.

Wow. Excellent dynamically and the timbre of the blend is unreal for a live sound. 👏 Seriously. I'm unsure if the perceived sound is primarily due to mic placement --- but that too needs to be noted for tasteful management. All around excellence. World leadership.

Such a wonderful sermon thank you.

A brilliant master on the organ Ms Robinson! 👋👋👋

My favorite in this recital , Franz Liszt, Mephisto Waltz No. 1, S514 , from Chile , a fan , congratulations

Thank you Lauren. You will be missed.

I think that there are many people in the world that are suffering severe injustices due to systemic oppression…racism, inequality. There is mental and physical illness, while treatable, never go away and can be life long. Some people seem to suffer decade after decade with loss, loneliness and illness. I think most rational, somewhat mature human beings can understand that life will involve a certain amount of disappointment, pain and thwarted plans. However, when it becomes a chronic state, it becomes chronic suffering. This is where contemplative Christianity can be loddy doddy, hippie dippy, airy fairy, pie in the sky, and unrelatable. It would be great if things could be so easy but no, for many it’s more complex.

What an absolute delight to be part of your Eucharist this morning. Philip Roxborough. Auckland New Zealand.

How can silence be the first language of God? If he had not spoken, there would be no instruction and no means to use the tongue (lange in French, hence language) which must be used with air from your lungs and mouth formations in unison! Silence brings no instruction! Spelling on the other hand brings about spells, like those of witches and magicians which affect the mind by changing the spelling and thus change the spell on the mindset! Changing spelling then, changes the spell cast! Words and spelling of them is a fallacy, since language is all about sounds you make to describe something, therefore people use letters to imitate the sound, which is not silence! So written formation of words are individual and pertinent to how you have heard the sound uttered! Each perceives the writing to sound, based upon your own personal experience in life, which differs from person to person and according to any local dialect! Written words are therefore the perception of how the word should sound! Silence therefore would give no clue and cannot be a language! Never would a word have been written if it were not sounded first!

I love that sermon!🙂

What amazing amazing sermon: the preacher says a story in the Bible is simply ...untrue. That's begs the question, "what else that doesn't agree with science is untrue in the holy scriptures???"

Love bade me welcome - " I cannot look on Thee". . . "Who made made the eyes but I?"

Thank you sir

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Really enjoyed this sermon thank you!

Thank you.

Dr. Dale Adelmann choirmaster. Sang under his direction at St.Paul's Cathedral in Buffalo, NY throughout the 90s. Loved singing the bass part in I Was Glad 😊

Princess Catherine walked down the aisle to this when she married Prince William.

That was a wonderful cadence on Diademata ( closing hymn).Nice to hear the men of the choir echoing throughout the Cathedral!

Great recital. 👏👏👏👏👏🎼🎶🎵🎶🎵🎹🎹🎹🎹

Wonderful! 💙

Choir did excellent job with 'I Was Glad'. Appropriate during this time of so much condemnation of Israel. "O pray for the peace of Jerusalem, they shall prosper that love thee."

The organist👏👏💯💯

ALLELUIA! CHRIST IS RISEN!

Like the way Psalm 133 was broken down

I love this song so much! Well done.

Flawless performance. The Mozart in particular is as good as any performance I have ever heard of this standard work. This young man is already performing at Grandmaster level and it is a joy to witness what is the beginning of an astounding and exceptional musical career. I look forward to his future concerts. Bravo!

Interesting sermon. I believe what the Bible says.

Love seeing Mr Herb Buffington play the organ.

Wonderful performance. Very nice touch. Keep up the good work. I really appreciate being able to watch the recitals on line. I grew up in St. Philips and I am old enough to have attended the dedication of the organ. I am quite pleased to see the wonderful instrument is in good hands.

There is a policy, I don't think it's a Canon, in the Orthodox Church that at least 6 people must be present for the Divine Liturgy to be offered.

[I KNOW THIS IS A LITTLE BIT LONG BUT DEAN WILLIS' WORDS CALLED FOR A RESPONSE FROM WITHIN MY SOUL.] Dean Willis' admonition for a spiritual backpack that would include hymns-both text and tune-as well as favorite prayers and bible texts proved to be more than essential to me. I didn't know that I actually had a "spiritual backpack". And I'm probably posting this late enough that nobody else will see this and read it. Maybe this is cathartic. On the night and into the early morning hours of October 8-9 In 2017 I lost my home and all that I owned to the Tubbs Fire that swept through Santa Rosa. Twelve hours later: Although I risked being tasered, arrested, and questioned later, I began a walk back into what had been an enclave of upper middle-class homes. I was unprepared for the desolation; annihilation; total destruction. It was worse than Hiroshima. The air was raw with the stench of smoke that was choking, coming from a combination of melted steel beams, rubber, blacktop, melted cars, housing materials, and many other elements. Everything was gray--the ground, the hills, the sky--with the exception being innumerable small fires escaping from broken/melted gas lines. It was the loudest silence I have ever experienced. No cars, no winds, no birds, no people. Everything wreaked of death. I was very alone in this moment--until I began my walk. From within came fragments of hymns, every step another phrase: "A Mighty For-" "O God our he-", "Great is thy faith..", "If Thou But Suffer-", "and though this world with devils fil-", "..morning by morning new mercies I..." "God's truth abideth still". These "flashes" accompanied every step. My response was engrained and a very natural recollection. Still walking--and the destruction so disorienting that I walked by the lot where a house once stood on a corner--three times--before I was certain that this was where my home had been standing 12 hours earlier. Although I was alone, I knew that I wasn't alone. A calm swept over me in ways never experienced before or since. The gray overhead was becoming darker. Still no daylight. Time didn't mean anything, walking in deafening silence. I turned west and for a very few moments the previously hidden sun gave the western sky colors beyond description or imagination. Then...one last thing came through with great clarity--Balfour Gardiner's "Evening Hymn". It was so profound. I could not move: "Thee Lord, we call at close of day, Maker of all things, thee we pray, to guard and guide us in thy way....Banish the dreams that terrify, and night's fantastic company...protect us from Satan's tyranny..." and then the most incomparably beautiful "Amen" ever composed faded to nothing. As the music was fading the sunset also continued to fade. There is no way I could not have made this walk through the fire alone. My Christian faith and a rock-solid knowledge of great hymns of the faith served a need beyond that which I never knew I would need. In these hymns faith, hope, love and an inexplicable inner composure were all within my grasp. I had what I needed for a crisis. All of my bibles, hymnals, and prayer books were in ashes somewhere beneath my gnarled and bent steel roof. BUT I HAD MY SPIRITUAL BACKPACK. I COULD NOT HAVE POSSIBLY MADE THIS JOURNEY WITHOUT SUCH A RESOURCE. [I never had a term for it and Dean Willis' words nearly bored a hole through my solar plexus...I didn't have a name for it but now I do.] With the rebuild process looming, I had no idea how many more times these bastions of the faith would still be needed. Although I moved back into the rebuilt house exactly two years after loss, the rebuild wasn't completed until just a few weeks ago. I anticipate a group of friends coming for a house blessing. The liturgist tells me that we will start with "Christ Is Made the Sure Foundation". AND ABOVE ALL, IF SHARING MY STORY INSPIRES ONLY ONE PERSON TO BEGIN BUILDING OR ADDING TO THEIR SPIRITUAL BACKPACK, THEN IT WAS WORTH THE TIME I TOOK TO WRITE OF MY VERY PERSONAL YET STILL VERY PAINFUL STORY. Pax.

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Wow!

Dean Robert's ability to deliver the most profound message extemporaneously is a testament to his biblical knowledge. I feel very fortunate each time I witness one of his sermons.

I thank God that Dean Robert and Fletcher continue to minister to the Garden Congregation despite retirement. They are such a blessing.

Very blessed as cannot get to church thank you.