When I was first asked to serve as an acolyte at SSJE, I was not convinced I would be up to the task – I was too clumsy, too goofy and obviously not holy enough. And sure enough, I have had more than a couple of harrowing encounters involving the censor, the marble stairs, the live flames and my cassock. However, when I serve, I am given a gift beyond measure. I look members of the community in the eye and offer the cup, subsequently sharing my greatest joy, hope and consolation. When I approach the altar to receive the bread and pass the cup, I remember my own dependence on that bread, on a community, and on God for nourishment.
Elizabeth Sherlock – Cambridge, Massachusetts
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