Jeffrey Preiss

Babies are beautiful. I leap at the moment when a friend or someone I know asks me to hold their baby. As someone who doesn’t have children, this is always a deeply special moment. When I hold a baby in my arms I sometimes ask, “What will this child become?” There is so much hope. So much joy. So much awe. So much wonder. So much expectation.

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Dean Peter Elliott

Yesterday morning at the Cathedral Bishop Melissa Skelton presided at an ordination of Deacons and priests. It was a beautiful and moving service—over 500 people present witnessed the ordinations of four new deacons and three new priests. From the vantage point of the Dean’s stall I looked over the congregation: the Chancel was filled with vested clergy and the nave with family members and friends of the newly ordained. At the time of the breaking of the bread in the Eucharist, we said the familiar words, “We, being many, are one body, for we all share in the one bread.” [1]


The Rev. Dr. Ellen Clark-King

Last week we heard about the healing of the servant of the apparently hairy-legged centurion, this week we hear about the raising of the widow’s son. Well, two raisings of widows’ sons – one by Jesus and one by the prophet Elijah.