Volume XII, Number 11, February 7, 2010
From the Rector: Buttons and OilLast Saturday I unlocked the gate to the baptistery so I could get a small table. As I went in I noticed what I thought was water on the floor all around the font. As I looked to see if there was a leak I realized it wasn’t water. It was oil. It was sacred chrism. Fortunately, Sister Laura Katharine was in the chancel too. She cleaned up the chrism (and left the towel she used to be burned by the thurifer when he prepared coals for incense the next morning). The young man we baptized at the Solemn Mass on the Feast of the Baptism of Christ knew he had been washed and knew he had been anointed. 
