ROY — When he was a boy 60 or so years ago, Allan Vanderzanden’s father asked him to help repair storm damage atop the bell tower of St. Francis Church here.
“I have hands, like your hands,” the aging man told the fresh-faced students. “There was no friendly handshake, no compassionate touch. For months I did not feel the touch of another human being except the slap of the guard across the face. I have ears, like your ears.
BEAVERTON — When he turned 100 last month, Father John Reedy received fat stacks of mail. People who met him 70 years ago explained how his kind and candid words of advice and his listening ear had turned their lives around. They had the stories to prove it.
Thanksgiving weekend, 2008, is almost here. It’s time for memories and sentiments of appreciation. 25 years ago during Thanksgiving weekend I was making my spiritual retreat in preparation for ordination to the episcopacy on Dec. 13. In so many ways, it seems like yesterday. In other ways, it has been a long, challenging but satisfying journey.
BEND — It seems like a long time since I have written about a recent travel experience within the Diocese. While there have been occasions of travel within the diocese other matters have been a bit more pre-occupying and have precluded any kind of detailed travel account.
Thirty-third Sunday in Ordinary Time Proverbs 31:10-13, 19-20, 30-31 1 Thessalonians 5:1-6 Matthew 25:14-30 or 25:14-15, 19-21
