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You'll find here occasional writings, a few rants, and hopefully some insights too, about Christian discipleship, the Episcopal Church, and on faith community's life at the Parish of the Epiphany in Winchester, Massachusetts. At the Epiphany we understand ourselves to be "a welcoming Episcopal community, united in God, called to seek and serve Christ in all persons, and to transform the world with love and generosity."


  • November 03, 2017 5:03 PM | Anonymous member (Administrator)

    Beloved Community,

    The fall is flying by and soon our beloved Rector will return to us. There will be much to share on both sides – what we have learned, how we have grown in our faith and life, and how we have changed. We began the Program Year by looking at what it means to be a follower of Jesus, a disciple. We have been looking at our Baptismal Promises, especially the one that bids us “to seek and serve Christ in all persons, loving our neighbors as ourselves.” We have asked the question, “who is our neighbor” as we invite those new to our community of faith and as we encounter the stranger in our daily lives.

    Despite the fact that our Rector, our Interim Director of Music, and our Youth Minister have been absent for a good portion of the fall, we have continued to thrive and grow. Many of you have stepped up and given even more of your time to help keep our programs vital and engaging for our children, youth, and adults, and for that I am truly grateful.

    Now we are in the heart of our Annual Commitment Campaign. Our Neighbor to Neighbor program for stewardship is moving into its third and final week. If you have not received the blue 3Crowns bag yet, please let us know. We need everyone’s commitment, even if your circumstances have changed since last year. Rather than saying that you cannot pledge at all, I invite you to make some pledge as a sign of your commitment to God and to the ministry of this Parish. For those of us blessed with resources, I hope that you will prayerfully consider increasing your pledge by five percent. This increase will help us go beyond the programs and ministries already in place.

    As some of you know, we are excited about starting Stephen Ministry here at Epiphany. Stephen Ministry is a special training program for lay people that deepens the pastoral care already in place here and offers one-on-one companionship with those who have suffered the loss of a loved one, employment, illness, or other life transition. Stephen Ministry has been in existence for over thirty years and over one hundred different denominations all over the world have benefited from its training and resources. We would like to send four lay people from our Parish along with me to a week-long training in January. These four will then become the trainers for our Epiphany Visitors, Lay Eucharistic Visitors, and Prayer team, along with those who wish to become a Stephen Minister.

    In a Parish of our size, having someone on staff who can administer the many aspects of communication is crucial to our common life. With your increased pledge we may be able to hire a part-time communications person to keep our website fresh and engaging, help us keep Epiphany current with social media, and find new ways to invite those who are looking for a faith community.

    We have much to give thanks to God for as we look forward to Thomas’ return. It will be a huge gift to him if he sees how much our love of God has grown and our commitment to this Parish has grown. Let’s make this Annual Commitment Campaign the best ever!

    In gratitude and faith,


  • October 27, 2017 12:51 PM | Anonymous member (Administrator)

    On Sunday, 15 October, Epiphany's Adult Forum had the pleasure of a presentation and discussion on Discipleship and the Episcopal City Mission, (ECM), led by the Reverend Arrington Chambliss, ECM Executive Director, and assisted by Brother Michael Melendez, the Deacon of Community Engagement at ECM. Truly enlightening. Now, some of you were not able to attend and some of you who did attend may have further questions about ECM. So here is a very brief summary and a link to enable you to learn more or even to become more involved.

    Episcopal City Mission (ECM) is a faith rooted organization whose purpose is to build relationships of collective power for more just, whole, and equitable urban communities in Massachusetts as an expression of God's transforming love. ECM partners with grassroots and faith-rooted organizations working for racial, economic, and immigrant justice through the integration of three roles: Funder, Convener/Mobilizer, and Prophetic Leadership Facilitator. By way of example, today ECM has programs to:

    • Develop the prophetic listening capacity of your congregation by attending ECM's Prophetic Listening workshop and learning how to listen for how God is calling you to seek justice alongside your wider community in early February 2018 (exact date TBD).
    • Funding for community-based parish partnerships and initiatives that focus on racial, economic, and immigrant justice. Funding is particularly focused on Boston and gateway cities of MA.
    • ECM is building a Rapid Response network; an organized team of people who are committed to resisting oppression, and responding to communities in the event of a crisis which would threaten racial, economic, and immigrant justice. You can join our rapid response network by signing up for our newsletter on the ECM website.

    Join ECM on Wednesday, November 8th, from 11:00am to 1:00pm as ECM stands with our partners at Centro Presente and other local organizations to demonstrate support for TPS at the State House.

    Jack & Peggy Roll


  • October 20, 2017 3:57 PM | Anonymous member (Administrator)

    I was lucky enough to spend a part of this last summer in Alaska. I spent the bulk of my time performing on stage at Perseverance Theater, the largest union theater company in Alaska. We had a very successful run of our show in Juneau and I will be heading back in November to complete the last two weeks of my contract in Anchorage.

    While I was in Juneau, the theater company put me and a couple of the other performers up in a house out in what the Alaskans called “the Valley.” This was a stretch of land twenty minutes outside the city where we were surrounded by wildlife. We were constantly warned about moose being around the corner, bears kept opening up our ‘bear-proof’ trash cans, and seeing bald eagles outside our window became routine.

    The most beautiful sight around was a sprawling, 14 mile-long, glacier that was situated a half mile from where I lived. I visited it often, not really sure about what kept me going back. It may be the sheer size of the thing, or the deep blue that never seems to come out properly in pictures, or the bears that were often seen around it. Or it could simply be the atmosphere of the place. This thing is beautiful. I’d google it if I were you: Mendenhall Glacier.

    Everyone I spoke to about it also seemed entranced by its effects. At the church I visited, the pastor weaved it into the sermon. When getting directions everything was based on heading to or away from the glacier. The whole town had been taken in by its spell.

    Yet there was a definite tone of sadness when I mentioned this was my first time seeing this mighty giant of a creation. They’d tell me, “You should have seen what she looked like before.”

    The glacier was receding. Fast. I was told by tour guides in the area it had retreated over 100 feet since this time last year. According to the National Geographic, Mendenhall Glacier has retreated 9,000 feet since it was measured in 1911.

    Despite Alaska being a red state, most of the Christians I met there didn’t dispute climate change. They could see its effects first hand. I don’t know if I imagined the sense of guilt they felt when talking to me about the glacier’s retreat. I did hear their woe about it slowly being taken from them. It really struck home for me: God gave us this great, beautiful planet, but it’s up to us to take care of it. And wouldn’t true Christians do great things to protect this great gift from God? And figure out how to properly bear proof our trash cans. How is this still a problem?


    Jake Athyall
    Youth Minister



  • October 12, 2017 12:00 PM | Anonymous member (Administrator)

    The Healing Team at the Parish of the Epiphany has 12 ministers dedicated to offering prayers during the 10:00am service every Sunday. We take turns being at the healing stations, during the distribution of communion, one in front of the lectern and the other in the rear of the Church. About once a month my turn comes up to serve, as I dress that morning I pray for the serenity to meet God as a channel for companioning another in prayer.

    I arrive at Church a little early. Inside, it is busy with the warmth of friends greeting friends. As I slip into a familiar pew, I pray again. Then the service begins. When the consecration ends, I walk quietly up to the altar to receive communion before taking my place at the healing station. I stand and pray while people begin to file up for communion. A woman whose husband died a week or so ago passes by me. I send up prayers for her to find comfort in her sorrow. A woman with a cane limps by in visible pain. I pray for her healing. A man with his arm in a sling walks past. I give thanks because I know he is doing better. Soon people begin to find their way back from the altar rail. Not everyone who needs healing stops to ask for prayer, but a line does begin to form by the prayer desk. A young boy asks for prayer for his sick dog. He fears his dear companion will die. A woman asks for a prayer of Thanksgiving for her son's graduation. A disabled man comes up but he doesn't mention his physical pain. He prays for healing of a broken relationship. He regrets the wound he may have caused by what he said. Next, a father has been suddenly laid off. We pray for support and strength to find his way through this crisis. In the background I can hear the congregation saying the post communion prayer. But there are two more people waiting.

    A young woman kneels in prayer. She tells me she has been diagnosed with an aggressive cancer. She is very afraid. Afraid of the terrible struggle she is facing. Afraid of what will become of her family if she dies. Together we ask God to stay by her side with strength and healing. There is one last person. He tells me that today is the anniversary of his wife's death. Together we give thanks for their long and devoted marriage. We pray for peace. We pray for new life. There is no time for more prayers. I hear a processional hymn beginning. I replace the chrism (healing oil) in the prayer desk and return to my seat in the pew. I'm so filled with prayer that I can't sing...surely we are an amazing parish family. Surely this is what communion is -- to pray together for one another, to uphold one another in sorrow and in gladness in the context of the Eucharist. I am grateful to be here at the Parish of the Epiphany.

    This reflection is offered in the hope that it will help give our congregation a better sense of what is happening during the communion time in our service. The details of each situation have been changed to protect the privacy of those who ask for prayer. We on the healing team have a covenant of confidentiality. We do not speak to anyone of the prayer that is shared with us. We do not "follow up" to ask how the person is doing. We serve only to speak the prayers of those who ask for them, to accompany each one in a prayer of joy, or a prayer of sorrow, or a prayer of need. Our ministry is confidential prayer. We invite you to visit one of the prayer stations at the front or back of the Church. Jesus has promised, "wherever two or three are gathered in my name, I am with them." He is most certainly there with us when we pray. He is very present in the Parish of the Epiphany every Sunday morning.

    Gayle Pershouse Vaughan


  • October 06, 2017 2:58 PM | Anonymous member (Administrator)

    Once a month, I sit in front of my computer, close my eyes, and breathe. I remain in silence for a few minutes and then open the Parish prayer list.

    As a member of the Intercessory Prayer Team, I have the opportunity and responsibility to reach out and contact parishioners who have requested prayers for themselves or others. While I sometimes struggle with what to say, I find these moments of ministry to be deeply centering. I feel my faith strengthened as I read and respond to parishioners. The trust that they demonstrate in sharing these requests fills me with gratitude and humility. As I begin typing, I sense that the Kingdom is near.

    Are you curious about Epiphany’s Prayer List ministry? We would love to talk with you about our own experience. There are lots of different ways to participate:

    1) You might consider joining us on Tuesday night for our prayer service. Every week, we gather at 6:00pm in the chapel. One volunteer reads each name on our Parish Prayer List. We repeat the name and sit in silence, lifting this person up to God. It’s a quiet service that usually lasts thirty-five minutes. For me, it provides a time to step away from the busyness of a work day and to be centered in the Holy Spirit.

    2) You might consider signing up to pray with us. There are over thirty people who receive our Prayer List on Tuesday night. They commit to remembering those in need by praying for them. Some folks pray on Tuesday night from home; some take the List when they are out for a walk; others start each morning by prayerfully reading it. There’s no right way. This ministry is an opportunity to add a new dimension to your relationship with God. You can also sign up to pray for immediate needs that are sent out in an email alert. These requests usually arrive when someone begins a serious medical operation.

    If you are interested in signing up for either Prayer List (the Tuesday Night Prayer List or the Emergency Prayer Chain), please send an email to prayer@3crowns.org. For our dedicated partners who have received these Lists this past year, please also send an email if you would like to continue this ministry for another year.

    3) Finally, we invite you to share your prayers with us. When you are in need of prayer, or have friends and family in need, please send us an email or fill out a prayer request form on our website (https://3crowns.org/prayer). It is an immense gift to receive these requests. Each one reminds us of our interconnectedness. When we ask for prayers or pray for others, we are living as the Body of Christ.

    We hope you’ll consider joining this life-giving ministry.

    Grace and Peace,

    Jake Montwieler, on behalf of the prayer list team,
    Barbara DeWolfe
    Brett Johnson
    Martha Lewis
    Gayle Pershouse


  • October 06, 2017 2:55 PM | Anonymous member (Administrator)

    Thursday, 5 October 2017

    Dear Epiphany Family,

    The time at Thousand Island Park was everything for which I had hoped. The weather wasn’t great the first month, but this past month it suddenly turned to summer and there’s been ample time to enjoy The River; more boating than swimming, but I’m not complaining.

    Tom and I have never been here for this length of time, nor so late in the season when so few cottages are occupied. The quiet is bliss. Typically our 4.5 mile morning walk is interrupted because of conversations with neighbors and friends, but these past three weeks we often encounter only the birds and squirrels. Esther loves being able to run free.

    We had grand intentions of worshiping in Canada, at least for a few Sundays. There’s a nice cathedral in Kingston (only 30 minutes drive), and several parish churches nearby, but it was too enticing to hop in the boat and drive across The River to Clayton, to Christ Church, where we have gotten to know a few people, and even took part in their major fall fete to raise money. We did miss one Sunday, however. We started out for Christ Church from the boathouse admitting that it was pretty foggy, but we both felt certain the fog was lifting; we could see the island just across from ours. But no sooner were we underway when another blanket of fog rolled in. It took us 20 minutes to go only 2 miles, and we were both a little rattled. So we landed at a friend’s island where “the liturgy” that morning included coffee and breakfast. We didn’t get home until after 11:30 because it took that long for the fog to lift. So we’ve had some adventures, of course.

    A week from today we fly to London. Neither Tom nor I have been to Durham, and we hope to scoot up there for worship on Sunday the 15th. On Tuesday the 17th I leave for Malta, and Tom will stay in London for a few days before heading home. I promise to write to you from Malta. You might have read that the Prince of Wales and Duchess of Cornwall were there this week giving a boost to the Cathedral’s fundraising efforts. I’m sure my colleague, Fr. Simon Godfrey, has been busy preparing for the royal visit. I’ll wait until early next week to remind him that I really am planning to be at Holy Trinity Church in Sleima on the 17th. I hope he is planning on that, too!

    Among the blessings of such extended time with Tom has been a regular practice of saying Evening Prayer together. It’s something we’ll cherish from these weeks, and through it God continues to connect my heart with each of you. Your prayers, and mine, are offered up in the wake of hurricanes, and the aftermath of violence in Las Vegas, so that even though we’re physically separated, we remain with one another in Christ Jesus.

    On a more personal level I’m thankful for your prayers for Tom’s cousin-in-law, Vic. Tom’s cousin, Linda, with whom he’s very close, and her husband, Vic, were vacationing in Cooperstown, New York, last week; they live in Orange County, California. Vic had a major heart attack, and has since been air-lifted to Rochester. He’s not out of the woods, by any measure. Life is short and we do not have much time to gladden the hearts of those who travel with us, so be swift to love and make haste to be kind.

    When I wrote to you in August I said, “I promise to be present where I am, to keep you in my daily prayers, and to trust God who does infinitely more than we can desire or pray for. May God keep you.”—all of that remains true!

    With my deepest love and respect I am faithfully yours,


  • September 21, 2017 12:40 PM | Anonymous member (Administrator)

    I am one…and our role is to visit those parishioners unable to attend church on a regular basis - perhaps because they are homebound, or in a nursing home, or caring for family members. Through our ongoing personal visits, we try to keep those parishioners part of the life of Epiphany and let them know they are still remembered and valued by us.

    The visits vary from visiting someone at his or her home or nursing home and just chatting, bringing a copy of the Sunday church program for them to read or sometimes, if possible, we will have an outing: going to lunch, or taking a drive to see foliage, or a garden or a museum, or… running errands. I was once asked by my parishioner to buy her a new lipstick. When the saleswoman heard that the recipient was in a nursing home, she made up a lovely gift pack of other cosmetic items for me to take to her. I thought of the phrase, “the kindness of strangers.”

    I have been an Epiphany Visitor for the past few years. When I began, I had assumed that I would be helping to provide the experiences of the outside community to the person I visited. But in fact, it has really been an exchange. Rather than me being the one bringing a sense of the outside world and the Epiphany community to the parishioner I visited, I realized my visitee was offering me a sense of her world and life.

    “Alice,” my first visitee, was an 85 year old woman in a wheelchair, in assisted living. She had lived a life very different than mine in many ways. She had been born and raised in Colorado (to this day I have to look at a map to locate states between California and the northeast coast so she seemed rather exotic). She had ridden horses, hiked, camped, and moved to the east coast after college and marriage where she raised her family and had a career. She summered, still, on a New England island, despite the complications of getting the wheelchair on and off the boat and no cars on the island. Fearless, smart and funny, she was interested in everything. She had been very active in Epiphany and missed attending church. Through her internet connections, she kept in touch with friends new and old, was driven by friends to book club meetings, often apprising me of new books I’d missed and advising whether they worthy to be read or not. As her health failed, her humor and religious faith did not, and they kept her alert and learning to the end. Her death left a hole in my life.

    My next parishioner had been born in the middle east, on the other side of world from Colorado. The tales of her upbringing, rich cultural background, education, and experiences of political change opened another world to me. It was as though I were reading a novel. Fiercely intelligent, independent, and deeply religious, she combined a strong stubborn streak with a sense of humor.

    Another visitee, also in her 80’s, had been born in Oklahoma (I had to get out that map, again). When I first met her she still got about using a walker, organizing simple outings with friends to go to lunch or hiring a cab to take them all to a matinee. She spoke fondly of her days as an Altar Guild member, remembered being part of the rummage sales and Christmas Fairs’ planning and doing. Epiphany and her Christian community had been a big part of her life and she missed it and attending church, tremendously. Her cultural interests were broad; she belonged to a poetry club and invited me to join and her home was filled with wonderful oil paintings. When I asked about them, I was stunned to learn she had painted them some thirty years before. Her health declined and she moved reluctantly into a nursing home but to her surprise found the social life stimulating, and thrived there. She had monthly appointments to keep her hair colored and was very interested to learn that I knew a widower asking, “would I like him?” She kept me laughing.

    Every spring the Ephiphany Visitors invite all our visitees to a gala tea held in Hadley Hall. Tables are beautifully set with flowers, there is laughter, music, and delicious things to eat. Transportation is provided if necessary. It’s wonderful to see this big group of otherwise isolated individuals all catching up, laughing, exchanging news.

    I feel privileged to be an Epiphany Visitor, to have been invited to know people who otherwise I could not have. It has been a blessing.

    Blessings,
    Diana Obbard 

    Photo: Members of Epiphany Visitors


  • September 10, 2017 1:55 AM | Anonymous member (Administrator)

    Beloved Community,

    If you’re like me, the summer seems to have flown. In New England we’ve been blessed with incredible weather, abundant sunshine, longer days, and time to refresh and re-connect with family and friends.

     As we come to the end of the summer and experience cooler nights, our thoughts turn toward the fall and new beginnings. Some are returning to school, some are entering college for the very first time, some families have welcomed a new baby over the summer, many of us are returning to work, and some are looking for new jobs or new opportunities to serve. Wherever you are in the mix of life events I invite you to join me and the rest of our dedicated staff as we begin a new program year at Epiphany.

     Rally Day is this Sunday, September 10th.  It is an opportunity to rally together and re-connect with one another and to welcome new folks who have visited over the summer and are looking to find a home in this wonderful parish. After our 10:00am service, we’ll have a barbecue hosted by the Vestry. Everyone is invited and encouraged to stay after church. Rally Day is an opportunity to re-engage with the many opportunities to deepen our faith and to serve others. For a list of our weekly offerings click here. 

     As Thomas was getting ready to go on sabbatical I asked him what he wanted us to work on in his absence. Without hesitation he said, “Discipleship!” This year our Formation programs are committed to helping everyone – young and old alike – to discover how we might be Disciples, how we might become unabashed ambassadors of the reconciling love of Christ. A “disciple” is a student or follower of Jesus. That’s what we believe as Christians and as Episcopalians. Often, we’re reluctant to share our faith with others, especially outside of the comfort of our Parish.

     As our children and youth continue to learn the parables and how they relate to their everyday lives, we adults will have many opportunities to delve into the scriptures and reflect on the teachings of Jesus and how we might be better informed and equipped to be disciples in a culture and world so desperately in need of healing, justice, and love.

     As you think about your fall schedule I hope you will consider making Sunday worship a priority and then pick one or two activities that will nurture your soul and your journey of faith. What do you need to sustain your life during the week? If you don’t find what you need among the many offerings already in place, please let me or a member of the Vestry know.

    We have many exiting plans for the fall and will welcome a new Intern, Paul Kozak, and his family. Paul will be with us most Sundays and a couple of days during the week. He is looking forward to meeting all of you and hearing your story.

    I look forward to being with you on September 10th and throughout the fall as we strive to become emboldened to proclaim the Good News – that is, the unconditional love of God through Christ is available to all! Now more than ever, we need to be ambassadors of that Good News!

    Faithfully yours in Christ,


  • August 23, 2017 1:58 AM | Anonymous member (Administrator)

    23 August 2017, the Eve of Saint Bartholomew, Apostle

    Dear sisters and brothers, dearest friends,

    Grace and peace to you from God who was, and who is, and who is. The first thing to write, really clearly, is that I miss you! It’s only been a month, I know, but the blessing of time away is also accompanied by a strong sense of missing you, especially on Sunday mornings (more on that follows).

    Thousand Island Park, Wales, and Ireland

    I write to you from Thousand Island Park, New York. Tom and I arrived here last Thursday and had the weekend with his sister and her husband, Ron, and their sons, our nephews, Trevor and Andachew. Andachew, who is 13 years old, studied online earlier this summer so that he could sit for his New York Boating Safety Certificate; he passed with a 93%. We had one good day of boating, and he did exceedingly well at the helm. They left late on Sunday. Since then Tom and I have tidied, scrubbed floors, spray-painted furniture, and caught up with the neighbors. Tom is enrolled in a water color class for three days this week, and I’ve enjoyed very long walks with Esther.

    The time in Wales and Ireland was at once restorative, and also productive. Gladstone’s Library, in Hawarden, Wales, was more splendid than I anticipated. Check it out www.gladstoneslibrary.org. My research on Theodore Parker Ferris revealed pretty much exactly what I expected: not much there! Although Dr. Ferris visited there twice in the late 1960s, all that remains are two of his sermons, and a prayer. Still, I was able to write most mornings. In the afternoon I would hop a bus to hike various trails in the gorgeous Welsh countryside. Honestly, I had no idea Wales was so beautiful. I made friends with various others who were staying at the Library, including the Primate of the Church of Ireland, the Most Reverend Richard Clarke, and the Bishop of Carlisle, the Right Reverend James Newcomb, as well as several non-churchy types. In particular, I hung around with a young poet, Penny Boxall, whose book of poetry, Ship of the Line became a companion, as did Penny herself. You can learn more about Penny at her website, pennyboxall.wordpress.com. At Gladstone’s Library there is a daily Eucharist, exceptionally and simply done, which edified and fortified me.

    On Saturday, 12 August I took the train to Holyhead, Wales, and boarded a ferry to Dublin. I had Three Perfect Days in Dublin—sounds like an article from United Airlines’s magazine Hemispheres). An unplanned spiritual part of the journey included significant excavation of my mother’s ancestors, which began through some first cousins who live not far from Dublin, whom I had never met. It turns out that the story with which I grew up is quite a lot different from the facts! I knew my mother’s parents were from Ireland. What I didn’t know is that her father’s family spent two generations in Canada before removing to Michigan. And, the part of Canada where they lived is about 15 miles from where I am right now. And even though I was aware of their Irish-Protestant roots, I didn’t know that in the years 1884-1916 they established and worked to build four Anglican churches in the Diocese of Ontario. I’m off to explore them next week; sadly only one is still open for public worship. All of this really makes me wish my mom were still alive. There’s so much I’d love to share with her, and ask her.

    On Sunday afternoon, 13 August, I was dashing to St. Patrick’s Cathedral for a 3:15 Evensong. I was running a little late, or so I thought, and cross the busy street (Dublin was jam-packed with tourists) when suddenly I heard, “Thomas! Thomas! Thomas Brown!”—it was Robert and Carol Tedesco with Luca and Isabella. I mean, c’mon: what are the odds? We met for lunch the next day.

    Church Reviews, and Previews

    In the same way that you’ve been in church every Sunday this past month, I’ve worshiped in the Diocese of Massachusetts, the Church of England’s Diocese of Chester, the Church of Ireland’s Diocese of Dublin, and the Diocese of Central New York. Three of them were lovely, and one was a huge disappointment. The first Sunday of sabbatical Tom and I went to Christ Church in Cambridge. I had never been to Zero Garden Street. I loved it. The curate preached and the congregation was both very welcoming, and how can I say, “very Cambridge.” I said to Tom afterwards, “if that’s not Harvard Square I don’t know what is.” All sorts and conditions of people. The bow-tie set with tattered shirt collars, along with young university students and families, and homeless people every bit a part of the community as the retired professors. The following Sunday I took the bus from Wales into Chester, England (just a 10 minute bus ride) to attend Chester Cathedral. Two words describe it: spectacularly inspiring. The liturgy was reverent (but not fussy), and the welcome was warm and wide. Then, it was on to Ireland. The Primate himself recommended Christ Church Cathedral, so off I went. Admittedly the place was jampacked.

    But a church filled with people didn’t equate, at least for me, with a lively sense of the Risen Christ. Much of the 70 minutes felt stale, formal, even stuffy. Not a single person said “hello.” The assistant rector, a woman, presided well, and she seemed happy to be there. The preacher, a man (but not the dean) seemed thoughtful, but I couldn’t get the gist of the sermon (good to be in the pew, for a change!). Sadly, I left and said to myself, “if that’s what Irish Anglicanism has to offer, I’ll take a pass.” Thankfully the welcome and tone at St. Patrick’s

    Cathedral (Dublin has two Anglican cathedrals) was markedly better. Finally, this past Sunday, the 20th, Tom and I drove over the bridge to a summer chapel in the little town of Alexandria Bay, New York. We know a few people there, and it was nice to be among friends. This coming Sunday Tom is preaching here on the Park so I’ll walk four blocks to the Tabernacle for the very Protestant service at 10:00am. The following Sunday I might go across the bridge, in the other direction, to the remaining church started by my Irish immigrant family. Rest assured I’ll be in church every Sunday, and I look forward to giving you a full report!

    And you’re getting ready!

    With the tale of August comes images of school resuming, and of course, Rally Day, at the Parish of the Epiphany. You’ll be welcoming Ran Chase and Brian Jones, and you’ll be engaged, as ever, in God’s great mission in your homes, in your schools, and in every relationship. Rest assured I’m praying for you, every day. As grateful as I am for this time away, you should know that I feel deeply connected to you and to our common life. In the meantime I promise to be present where I am, to keep you in my daily prayers, and to trust God who does infinitely more than we can desire or pray for. May God keep you.

    With my deepest love and respect I am faithfully yours,

  • October 27, 2016 7:27 AM | Anonymous member (Administrator)

    What’s All Saints Day? 

    A Christian festival (1 November) when we honor the lives of exemplary models and guides, and we ask their prayers for us. A broad understanding would also say that through baptism all of us are included in the celebration, the living and the dead. 

    What’s the Communion of Saints? 

    All Saints’ Day connects us to our belief in the Communion of Saints: that all of God's people, in this earthly life and in the various states of the larger life, are connected in one communion. In other words, traditional Christians believe that the Saints of God are just as alive as you and I, and are constantly praying on our behalf. While the saints aren’t divine, or even omnipresent or omniscient, we do believe that through Jesus Christ our prayers are joined with the heavenly community of Christians. 

    How does it work.. the communion of saints? 

    Think about it as a celebration of a relationship, a relationship with people around us today, and also as a relationship with those who have gone before us in every time and place.  

    Is this really Christian?

    No and Yes. No, because it’s rooted in Judaism. At Passover Jews remember and look back so that God’s goodness and love can become present. Yes, because the primary way Christians do this is when we celebrate the Holy Eucharist. 

    The Reverend Roger E. Nelson said All Saints Day had pagan roots. Does it?

    Think about Easter and Passover. In the Northern Hemisphere these are associated with rebirth and spring. Conversely in autumn thoughts turn toward death and eternity; days are shorter, darkness grows longer, and food is gathered for the winter. So it’s natural for the church to remember loved ones who made us who we are today. 

    What’s All Souls Day?

    A Christian festival (2 November) when we pray for all the departed brothers and sisters. We borrow this custom of praying for the dead from Judaism, and some of our earliest teachers (Cyprian and Tertullian) testify to the regular practice of early Christians praying for the souls of the dead. Spanish-speaking countries call this Dia de los Muertos, and in the Middle East it’s Yom el Maouta. 

    Isn’t it terribly Catholic to pray for the dead?

    No. Initially many Protestant reformers rejected All Souls Day because of the abusive practices of paying for Masses for the Dead, but today the Episcopal Church and many other Protestant churches celebrate All Souls’ Day and pray for the dead. 

    Why do Episcopalians seem to mix together All Saints and All Souls?

    History. When the Church of England was being born it fused these two days. However, our current Prayer Book (1979) officially separated them and adopted the more universal Christian custom of claiming again November 2nd as the Commemoration of All Faithful Departed (All Souls Day).

    When are we celebrating these holy days?

    • All Saints Day we’ll move to Sunday, November 6th at the 8:00 and 10:00 services (Holy Baptism at 10:00). This is one of a few feasts days that can be moved to the following Sunday, underscoring that it’s a big, big deal. 
    • All Souls Day we’ll celebrate on the actual day, Wednesday, 2 November at 7:30am. You’re invited to send us the names of your deceased loved ones; Miriam and I will read them just before we celebrate the Eucharist. 
    • Another observance of All Souls will happen on Sunday night, November 6th at 6:00pm with a requiem (Faure) with our choir and the choir of Christ Church in Hamilton-Wenham. This is a sung Mass to celebrate All the Faithful Departed. 

    How can I talk about All Souls Day with my children and grandchildren?

    Teach them to revere the dead by taking them to a cemetery, talk about nature shedding her old garb (leaves on a tree) to make herself ready for something new. Tell them stories of deceased family members, and how they influenced your life. On All Souls Day take out family albums, and share stories with the youngest in our family. Pray for deceased relatives at bedtime. 


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