The kindly gentlemen of this congregation have a little contest going on. The game, it seems, is "Who can be the most helpful to our intern without her finding out?"
Exhibit A: Firewood
I had been gone all afternoon at an all-county-chorale rehearsal for the Easter portion of the Messiah. I returned to find my front step all but blocked by a plenteous supply of wood. He even split kindling for me. I was stumped for a day or so as to who it was, but I found him out... muhahaha... now I guess the counter-game is secret thank-you-notes, or SOMETHING to express my gratitude without embarrassing him!