priest or rock star

I'm not sure that anything I say can fully describe this beautiful Mass.

To watch all of the priests of our dioceses walk into the cathedral was a sight just in of itself. The rows and rows of pews that the priests filled up provided a visual impact. All of these men died to themselves to answer the God's call. All of these men serve God, the Church, and our community in a most sacrificial way. I am grateful for them all.

Ezra was particularly excited to see "his" priest, Fr. Jeff. When he finally spotted him in the procession he exclaimed "there's Fr. Jeff!" Throughout the Mass, as the priests went up to renew their vows and take communion, Ezra continued to spy Fr. Jeff. Each time he "whispered" in my ear "there's Fr. Jeff!" Fortunately the people around us were amused by Ezra's excitement.

After Mass we left and while in the car Ezra nearly gave me a heart attack as he yelled out, "THERE'S FR. JEFF!!" Passing in front of us driving the newly blessed oils back to our parish...Fr. Jeff.