The Word without a word

Today, my dear friend K was ordained as a priest.

It's difficult to know quite what to do to mark the occasion. I went to Southwark cathedral, where the marvellous choir was rehearsing Stanford in C, and said a quick prayer, but apart from that was at a loss.

It's an odd feeling when someone you've known since they were an annoying teenager (though not as annoying as I was, admittedly) suddenly has this awesome responsibility for people's spiritual and emotional wellbeing. But I know he'll be wonderful.


Stained glass in Brecon Cathedral (2004)