Magazine article Anglican Journal

Amen

Magazine article Anglican Journal

Amen

Article excerpt

MY MOM DIED three years ago, the summer that I was elected primate of our beloved church. I had always hoped for just a few things from our family home. One was a very old print of a choir boy in a beautifully carved frame. For years it had hung above the sideboard in my grandmother's dining room.

Vested in cassock and surplice, he is holding his hymn book. He has the face of an angel. Don't all young choristers? His eyes are lifted heavenward. As if the hymn has ended, the print is entitled "Amen." I always loved this print and I am happy to have it.

But it was only when we moved to Toronto and I was about to hang the print in my study at home that I noticed the very fine black print in the top left corner that reads, "Supplement to The Christmas Globe, 1899." I realized in that moment that this print had actually belonged to my great-grandmother, whom I never knew.

"Amen" sang the choir boy. Before the mystery of the word made flesh and dwelling among us, the apostles, saints and martyrs of the church sang, "Amen. …

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