They were my friends of many years and not a little surprised when told that I was to be ordained deacon. They came to my ordination but didn’t know quite what to make of it… all that highfalutin ceremonial stuff was not their thing. Still, I was happy they were there and sorry I didn’t have time to spend with them just then. They left when the service ended. I’d meant to call but time went by. Then came a package from them … a gift for this deacon … a Benedictine Prayer Book. I keep it close. It’s a good world.