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Rector’s Message

Dear People of God,

A Blessed and Happy Father’s Day to all our Dads—and to all men who love in a Fatherly way. What does it mean to love in a Fatherly way? To love another person is to see the face of God—and our lives need to mirror to others God’s love for us. Clearly, the love of Jesus reflects God’s love for each of us. Again, with Jesus as our point of reference—what does it mean to love in a Fatherly way on this Father’s Day?

I share with you a beautiful story that was given to me. Enjoy and pass on  . . . . . . . .


I grew up in the fifties with practical parents—

A Mother, God love her, who washed aluminum foil after she cooked in it, then reused it. She was the original recycle queen, before they had a name for it . . .

A Father who was happier getting old shoes fixed than buying new ones.

Their marriage was good, their dreams focused. Their best friends lived barely a wave away. I can see them now, Dad in trousers, tee shirt and a hat and Ma in a house dress, lawn mower in one hand, dishtowel in the other.

It was a time for fixing things—a curtain rod, the kitchen radio, screen door, the oven door, the hem in a dress. Things we keep.

It was a way of life, and sometimes it made me crazy.

All that re-fixing, re-heating, renewing. I wanted just once to be wasteful.

Waste meant affluence. Throwing things away meant you knew there’d always be more.

But then my Father died, and on that clear summer’s night, in the warmth of the hospital room, I was struck with the pain of learning that sometimes there isn’t any “more.”

Sometimes, what we care about most gets all used up and goes away  . . . never to return.

So . . . while we have it  . .  it’s best we love it  . .  and care for it  . . . and fix it when it’s broken  . . . and heal it when it’s sick.

This is true . . . for marriage  . .  and old cars . . . and children with bad report cards . . . and dogs with bad hips . . . and aging       parents  . . . and grandparents.

We keep them because they are worth it and because we are worth it.

Some things we keep.

Like a best friend that moved away—or a classmate who we grew up with.

There are just some things that make life important, like parents we know who are special . . . and so, keep them close!


I realize the official start of summer occurs this week! Months and seasons change and so do our lives. At the beginning of this great season, reflect upon these words by Max Lucado from his book In the Eye of the Storm.

With one decision, history began. Existence becomes measureable.

Out of nothing came light.

Out of light became day.

Then came sky . . . and earth.

And on this earth? A mighty hand went to work.

Canyons were carved. Oceans were dug. Mountains erupted out of flatlands. Stars were flung. A universe sparkled.

Look to the canyons to see the Creator’s splendor. Touch the flowers and see his delicacy. Listen to the thunder and hear his power.

Today you will encounter God’s creation. When you see the beauty around you, let each detail remind you to lift your head in praise. Express your appreciation for God’s creation. Encourage others to see the beauty of his creation.


And a blessed and restful Father’s Day!

Enjoy the summer,

Fr. Greg