Sunday we acknowledged a baptism. We held a wee babe and prayed for his family.
Did you know that churches recognize each other’s baptisms? If, say, your grandchildren are christened in a Catholic church and come here, or perhaps here and then go to a Presbyterian church, we all respect it.
Two weeks ago I had the privilege of being part of the baptism of McKinley Baker Sharek at Dormition of the Most Holy Mother of God Ukrainian Catholic Church in the west end. His parents, Toscha Turner and Jonathan Sharek, were married here a few years ago and Rt Rev Bill Hupalo from that church took part in the wedding. So it seemed fair to
move there for this sacrament.
The Ukrainian Catholic ritual is gorgeous, and deeply symbolic. The icons are gold, and a cantor leads responses. McKinley was immersed in warm water in the baptismal font. We blessed him with the oil of gladness on his forehead, breast, back, ears, palms and feet. Isn’t that marvelous? The whole of his being, blessed with gladness.
I trust you know that the whole of your being is warmed, loved and blessed. I hope you cherish all your parts. Look at your palms for instance: aren’t they wonderful? Think of the wear and tear they sustain to keep you going, and to share what you have: wonderful.
Enjoy this week, and take time to acknowledge that you are blessed.
Peace to you,
The Rev. Dr. Catherine Faith MacLean
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