Services of the Sacred Hills Regional Ministry
Sunday, March 7:
Morning Prayer
at St. Paul’s and St. Mary’s
Sunday, March 14:
Eucharist with Fr. Sid
Breese at St. Paul’s and St. Oswald’s
Morning Prayer at St. Mary’s
Sunday, March
21:
Eucharist with Fr. Sid Breese at St. Paul’s and St. Mary’s
Sunday,
March 28, Palm Sunday:
Liturgy of the Palms and Eucharist with Fr. Sid Breese at St. Paul’s
and St. Oswald’s;
Liturgy of the Palms and Morning Prayer at St. Mary’s
Changes in Sacred Hills
Fr. Sid has offered to spend more time with Sacred Hills, and the Regional Council and the Diocese have gratefully
accepted his offer. This means that as a general rule St. Paul’s will have the Eucharist four Sundays a month
and St. Oswald’s and St. Mary’s each twice a month. However, he had prior commitments for March 7 and April
11, so no congregation will have Eucharist on those two Sundays. Fr. Sid is also considering spending some weekday time
at least once a month in each location, for which details will be worked out with each congregation. He will now have
the title of “Priest in Charge” rather than “Supply Priest”, and will be more officially our priest,
for which we think everyone will be happy.
The change should be helpful to all of the Sacred Hills congregations,
and since the Diocese will now pay half of his quarter-time stipend, the increase in cost for Sacred Hills will be small.
There is also the possibility that sometime during the summer we will have an opportunity to meet Mother Marian
Rechtenwald, Mike Kyle’s friend from the Indian Reservation with whom some people from St. Paul’s as well as Mother
Juli have worked. She may well be a candidate for Sacred Hills Missioner, a half-time position in which the missioner would
live in the vicarage in Maryville.
From
the Sacred Hills Regional Ministry Council and Archdeacon McCann
A Quote for the Month
The Rev. Carol W. Sanford, a priest in our diocese, sent this
quote and the following comment:
“In his book To Life!, Rabbi Harold Kushner notes that the Bible, like many
religious texts, pictures God as fire and he points out that, ‘Fire is not an object. Fire is the process of releasing
the energy concealed in a lump of coal or a piece of wood. This is what God does. He releases the energy hidden in every one
of us.’
As we begin our journey from the ashes of the fires of Palm Sunday palms to the radiance of Paschal
flames, let us remember that we are wondrous dust, indeed, released by the cleansing and transforming fire of our God. My
prayers for each of you for a Holy Lent and dawning awareness of new energy for God's life in the world. Amen.”
Writing for the e-Beacon
If anyone would like to contribute congregational news, a seasonal reflection or a bit of history to the Beacon,
send it either to Louise Horner at lhorner@cebridge.net (to avoid possible duplication) or directly to Diana Taylor
at stmop@embarqmail.com before the last week in the month. Due to costs, long articles will be sent via e-mail but not
included in the printed version, so keep them short if possible.
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Sacred Hills Days of Celebration
Birthdays
June Dias March
16 St. Paul’s
Wesley Holland
March 23 St. Mary’s
Greg Hall
March 28 St. Mary’s
Bill Cox
March 29 St. Mary’s
Anniversaries
Richard & Lauren Leach-Steffens March 17 St. Paul’s
Thanks
Many thanks for all of your prayers, good wishes, cards, phone calls, food, and offers of help during Channing’s
surgery and recovery. We’re happy to be back! Louise and Channing
Freckles
An elderly woman and her little grandson, whose face was sprinkled
with bright freckles, spent the day at the zoo. Lots of children were waiting in line to get their cheeks painted by a local
artist who was decorating them with tiger paws.
“You’ve got so many freckles, there’s
no place to paint!” a girl in the line said to the little fella.
Embarrassed, the little boy dropped
his head. His grandmother knelt down next to him. “I love your freckles. When I was a little girl I always
wanted freckles,” she said, while tracing her finger across the child’s cheek.
“Freckles are
beautiful.”
The boy looked up, “Really?”
“Of course,” said the grandmother.
“Why, just name me one thing that’s prettier than freckles.”
The little boy thought for a moment,
peered intensely into his grandma’s face, and softly whispered, “Wrinkles.”
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