Mother Holly Cardone
Yesterday, Bishop Taylor anointed our hands with holy oil that smelled of cinnamon. This past Sunday, those hands, for the first time, presided over the communion table this morning at St. Stephen’s. The table, like the one at which Jesus sat, with sinners and outcasts, the marginalized and broken, the hungry hearts in deep need of redemption, forgiveness and healing, where He taught them that love was the greatest commandment of all.
Every time you eat this bread and drink this wine (or grape juice in my case), remember me, He said. Remember you are loved beyond measure, you are the delight of your Father’s eye, you are the expression of God’s creativity and goodness in the world. Come to the table this morning, be reminded of who you are so that you may take that love into the world and be a source of healing for all.