I was finally a priest. A priest after the order of Melchizedek. A priest forever.
Do you see this, Maggi, I’m now a priest. Your son is a priest now.
I still couldn’t believe it. I was beside myself with joy and elation.
Father James put up a party for me at St. Peter’s Cathedral and it was in full swing.
Many people came from far and wide to celebrate me. Most of them I didn’t even know, to be quite candid. The eleven Reverend fathers sat in a corner, their eyes ever watchful. They didn’t eat nor drink much, but they smiled and glowed with the spirit of God.
Joseph and his family sat at another end. He brought his wife and their two kids. His parents sat behind them, as well as their uncle, a bird whisperer. Earlier on, Bird Whisperer pulled me aside after my ordination and hugge
