Prayers of the People of St Nicholas #Episcopal: Vernon Forde and others…



For the repose of the soul of Vernon Forde: pray that he now enjoys the rewards of Paradise as promised by our Savior and Lord, Jesus Christ and let us pray for Erlene, Sean and the entire family that all are blessed with strength, peace and a renewed faith. May his soul and the souls of all the faithful departed, through the mercy of God, rest in peace. Amen.

For our Deacon Tom Smith who is to have surgery on his right hand: pray the procedure is successful and Tom is back in top form very soon.

For positive steps in curbing the senseless violence in our country: violence that destroys families and destroys the peace so desperately needed in our society.

For the numerous needs of so many of the members of this community of St. Nicholas: pray for the health, well-being and safety of all our family members.

For the success of our Stewardship Campaign: pray that each member is able to share a portion of their “time, talent and treasure” with St. Nicholas, to help us grow stronger and more spiritual prosperous.

For all who are traveling for work and pleasure: that their ventures be secure and God’s speed be with them. Much success in your work, enjoy your vacation and come home safely.

For all our St. Nicholas community members who are under the weather and in need of healing and prayers: may they find peace and be blessed with sound and better health: Joan DeBock, Ruth Yunker, Courtney Adams, Art Lorenze, Karen, Sharon, Elaine and Barry Malas, Lenny Spirek, Jill, Connie Nicholson, Ron Glos, Marcia Kizior, Joanne Mangiaracina, Fran Baylor, Kesha, Mary Gans, Eunice Dohra, Bertha, Payton, Caleb Roth, Rocco, Ron, Tony Begonja, K.C., Dick Day, Dale Rickey, Phil Cooper, Tim Laughlin, Jackie, Chris, Cathy Walters, Carrie, Tim, Pat, Lenny, Perry, Kathy J. and any one else in need of our continued prayers and well wishes.

*** “Pray for James Dolan.”

(***written prayer requests)

Father Manny: A Day In The Life (of an #Episcopal priest)

A Day in the Life...
Busse Woods November 2009
Wednesday morning, 6:05am, it is still quite dark out. A thick fog had settled upon the northwest suburbs muting the autumn colors and muffling the sounds of nature. All was still; the trees were motionless. Even the birds were nowhere to be seen. Traffic was heavy headed eastbound. Not much to do but endure the bumper to bumper situation, remain patient and, well, pray. I do quite a bit of praying while I drive. It's not a testament to my driving skills, but rather a practice in which I've engaged for as long as I've been driving. Praying brings a palpable peace upon me that is far too pleasurable to ignore or do without. So, I pray. More heavy traffic. More prayer. St. Alexius Hospital is just off to the left. I park at the farthest spot from the front door. I like to walk and quite frankly, my car is safer parked farthest away. I ask the front desk receptionist how to get to the ICU. She points to the elevator and says get off on the 3rd floor and turn left. I find and opt for the stairs and walk the 3 flights, turn left and locate room 364. I see Erlene in the hallway, talking to the doctor. She and I embrace and talk about how Vernon is doing and how she's coping. After donning a blue cover-all and gloves, I go in to see Vernon. He's not too responsive: he has tubes here, there, seemingly everywhere. I hold his hand and gently stroke his head with my other hand. He tries to talk, but his breathing tube prevents any audibility. No problem, I share with him that the community is praying for him and for Erlene, that we all miss him and wish him to return to us happy and healthy. Despite the tubes, his smile can not be denied nor missed. It is contagious. Erlene smiles, I smile and I have to think that even God is smiling with us at that very moment. And why not? We are His children and God loves us with such intensity. I say my goodbyes to Vernon and Erlene and begin the drive to Elk Grove.
Vernon and Erlene
(Little did I know that this would be my last visit with Vernon. I will treasure the time spent with him and always remember his most infectious smile. Rest in Eternal Peace, my dear friend.) Barrington Road is clearing up by now. After all, it's after 10am and the morning rush has pretty much ended. I turn left on Schaumburg Road, past a series of strip malls, schools and churches. A quick right on Meachem to Biesterfield Road, over and across Rt. 53, past Alexian Brothers Medical Center, the Village City Hall and Police Station, veer left to Jewel and pull up behind the store. I ring the buzzer once, twice and three times. Finally, an employee opens up and announces he has "some stuff" for us this week. 8 full boxes of canned goods and staples I carefully load into my car. The cans and bottles rattle up against one another and I fear something will break and spill onto my fresh and neat car seats. Fear not. All went well and nothing broke, spilled or was the cause of all my earlier prayers going out the window with any utterance of disappointment or anger. Went in through the back door of the church, unlocked the sacristy and greeted Jim who was unpacking all the bread and pastry he had picked up earlier that morning at Panera's. I took the large cart, down the ramp out the back door and carefully sidled up next to my car. Unloaded all the cases and heaved the cart into the church, up the ramp and into the Pantry Room. We unloaded the boxes and began to stock the shelves with the bounty made gift to us. The bare shelves had life again and the pantry guests would have some selections from which to choose. How wonderful.
Back into the church, I prepare for the weekend Services by getting the chalices ready, cutting the altar bread into halves, one set into the freezer again and the other set into the fridge for use this weekend. Printed the Stewardship inserts that will go into the Worship Programs once they are ready. Music books are straightened out, the chairs in the church are lined up in order and the funereal candles we used for All Saints Day were lugged back into the storage room. Checked the Book of the Gospels to be sure the proper passage is readied. The phone rang three times, solicitors, a neighboring church inquiring where we purchase our altar wine and some one asking about our food pantry requirements. Haven't had any breakfast but I'm not hungry. I could, however, use a cup of coffee. I brew a fresh pot, pour myself a cup and take it outside with me as I walk around the church. All looks so nice, so clean and well kept. I smile and again I consider the chances that God is smiling along with me. And why not? It's just after 3pm and already several pantry guests have gathered. In fact, they've been at the church since 1pm. They are invited in where coffee and pastry await. They have been huddled at the table in the Gathering Space, talking, laughing, sharing recipes and stories. It is a community; a gathering of friends who meet up every 1st and 3rd Wednesday, compliments of the Holy Innocents Food Pantry at St. Nicholas Church. I look at their faces, those happy and grateful faces and my heart is full with joy and peace. I smile. I know that God is smiling with me right then. And why not? Bob Kalicki and Gary Lackey have arrived by now. We share some stories and chit-chat about this and that. I fill Bob in on what's going on, about the food we received from Jewel and that all the bread and pastry Panera's gave us is all ready, packaged and available to whomever desires it. I say my goodbyes to the Pantry Team and to the guests, I grab a couple bottled waters from the fridge, make sure the sacristy is locked up and all is as it should be. I get into my car which is rather hot and stuffy. Here it is, November 4th and it feels like it's mid-September. I love it. How much longer are we to be blessed with these rather late, Indian Summer style days? 'Embrace and savor them while we can,' I say to myself. Next week, we could have snow. What bliss. I drive the 2 miles to Eunice's home where she awaits my arrival. As I walk up the drive, a rather friendly squirrel carefully and cautiously crawls over to me. I keep calling him over and he responds. Darn it, no food to give. He nibbles at my shoe, looks up and scampers off. A little touch of nature right at my feet. I knock and walk in, give Eunice a hug and sit myself down in the wing back chair which is my traditional place. We talk, laugh and laugh some more. It's what Eunice and I do when we get together. I bring her up to speed on what's happening at St. Nicholas. No, not gossip, but actual concerned conversations. We talked about Vernon, about how Nancy Allan is doing, about how beautiful the gardens look again in large thanks to Connie Nicholson, Marilyn Brown and Bob Kalicki, too. We talked like a family would talk about each other...with love and care. And after the conversations, we pause and prepare for Holy Communion. I offer a prayer and share Jesus with Eunice. We are silent for a moment. Then, we pray the words our Lord and Savior taught us..."Our Father, who art in heaven, hallowed be thy name..." I bid my farewell, give Eunice another big hug and find my way to my car. Fortunately, the two bottles of water are still cool to the touch. I'll need them as I know traffic headed north will be heavy this time of the day.
Fall Leaves It's 5:30 pm, the sun is preparing for its descent and the sky is a brilliant reddish, orange. It's autumn's beauty on display. The birds that were absent earlier this morning are everywhere. My car windows are down and I can hear them overhead. I see a line of geese headed south in their classic "V" formation. It's wonderful. I'm at a red light watching the traffic pass by, watching the birds begin their migratory journey, squinting into that setting sun...and I smile. Yes, God is smiling, too. And why not?

Blessed Be The Pothole Fixers


St Nicholas Episcopal Church - A Happy Place

To our Barb and John Bosslet: CONGRATULATIONS, Grandma and Grandpa, again. Welcome to the world twin sister and brother, Audrey Arleane and Benjamin Grant. God bless your ever growing family.

To our LeWayne, Earl and Eason Williams who did a “deep cleaning” of the carpets, kitchen and bathrooms. Amazing work by some beautifully amazing people.

To our Hank Mandziara who “pitched-in” and filled the holes on the south drive. Hats off to you, good man!

To our Douglas VanHouten who provided the beautiful autumn arrangement that sits on the credence table behind the altar. Your magic touch is warmly welcomed.

To the enthusiastic few who were brave and daring enough to venture out to Movie Night at St. Nicholas…we had an eerily good time and way too much pizza!