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09/06/2026

Holy Eucharist on the Fifteenth Sunday after Pentecost, streaming live from the Cathedral of St. Philip, Atlanta.

09/02/2026

“...But that’s the lesson Jesus has for us today. We can’t just ignore our suffering or play it off or pretend it never happens. The suffering makes the salvation. If Jesus died quietly in a hospital surrounded by loved ones, then I’m not sure the salvation story would be the same. He’s pretty clear, he had to suffer, he had to endure torture at the hands of those who feared him, he had to bleed and wail in front of his mama and the ones who walked with him. He had to take up that cross.

So that. Divine things could happen.

Jesus goes through of all of it so that in three days, he could come back. In three days, he could come back holding all of our pain, all of our suffering and sinfulness, the wrongdoings of the guys who killed him. In three days, he would come back with scars. Scars that showed him and us that nothing is too big or too hard for God to hold and even redeem.”

The Rev. Canon Ashley Carr's sermon, “Sad Songs and Divine Things.”

08/26/2026

HER NAME WAS PEARL — by the Rev. Canon George Maxwell

Traveling home from Maine this month, I spent the better part of a day at an airport gate that was going nowhere. A mechanical problem that began as simple grew complicated; departure times were posted, withdrawn, and posted again. It was the kind of long, formless afternoon that air travel occasionally specializes in, and you could watch a crowd's mood curdle in real time.

Presiding over it was a young gate agent, obviously new and clearly in over her head, and entirely unshaken. For nearly nine hours she worked a line that never dropped below ten people. She looked each of us in the eye. She listened until we had actually finished speaking, which is rarer than it sounds. When she did not know something — and there was much none of us knew that day — she said so plainly and called for help. When she made a mistake she apologized without excuse. She fixed almost nothing, because almost nothing was hers to fix. And yet she was, unmistakably, the truest thing at that gate.

I have been thinking since about what we found worth honoring in her. It was not competence in the usual sense; the plane still would not fly. What she offered was something an airport cannot measure or sell: presence. She stayed. She told the truth about what she did not know. She treated each tired traveler as a person rather than a problem to be processed. In a place built to reduce us to our itineraries, she kept insisting, quietly, on faces.

This is nearer the heart of the gospel than we usually let ourselves believe. We are trained to prize the ones who fix, who resolve, who deliver. But much of the ministry Jesus commends fixes nothing in the moment — it abides, it stays present in the middle of the unresolved, it confers dignity before dignity is earned. The chaplain at the bedside cures no one. The friend who sits with you in bad news solves nothing. And they are, all the same, the truest thing in the room.

Late that evening the pilot emerged with the microphone and, having no good news to give, used his moment to do one good thing. He told us her name was Pearl, that she had stayed hours past the end of her shift, and that she deserved our thanks. The whole gate — strangers, exhausted, each sealed inside our own small grievance — rose and applauded. For a moment we were not a hundred stranded travelers but something briefly like a body, joined at last by the recognition of one person's goodness.

The one who had seen each of us all day was, at the end of it, seen. The servant whose name we never think to ask was named.

08/24/2026

The Rev. Canon Julia Mitchener preached Sunday that “This is some incredibly good news from this morning’s gospel: Followers of Jesus are not helpless! Followers of Jesus are not helpless, we are equipped! We are equipped so that when we go to Caesarea Philippi or Washington or the State Capitol or to Madison Avenue or Wall Street or even home to the street where we live—when we go about our day to day business in the empire, we don’t have to bow down. We don’t have to participate in systems of oppression, systems that, in the words of our baptismal service, ‘corrupt and destroy the creatures of God.’
..Take heart. Stand up straight. Look up, and raise your heads. Raise your voices, too. Confess the faith of Christ crucified and proclaim his resurrection, not only with your lips, but with your lives. This is not a time to cower in fear, it is not a time to roll over.”

SILENCE AS A SPIRITUAL GIFT – by the Rev. Canon Salmoon BashirWe are surrounded by noise. There is always something play...
08/19/2026

SILENCE AS A SPIRITUAL GIFT – by the Rev. Canon Salmoon Bashir

We are surrounded by noise. There is always something playing in the background, something demanding our attention, something waiting for us on our phones. We listen to podcasts while driving, music while exercising, and television while eating. Even when no one is talking to us, our phones are buzzing, ringing, or lighting up. After all, none of these things are bad in themselves. But it is a good practice to make room for silence.

Silence is a spiritual gift. I know it can feel uncomfortable sometimes. It can strip things away. It can uncover things. But I have come to believe that it is not something we should be afraid of. Because in the silence, God can speak some of the deepest truths of our lives.

A few years ago, I had the blessing of spending thirty days in silence at a beautiful Dominican sisters' monastery in Switzerland. It was early spring. On one side of the monastery were snow-covered mountains, and on the other was a beautiful lake. It was one of those places where the beauty around you forces you to slow down.

For thirty days, I had no communication with the outside world. No phone. No internet. No letters. No email. We were eating, working, praying in silence. Every distraction was stripped away, and I found myself in the deep, dark waters of silence.

And it was in those waters that I discovered I was not simply discerning my future. I was also discovering the God I believed I was discerning with. I had entered the retreat thinking that silence would help me figure out what God wanted me to do. But silence gave me the space to hear not only God's call, but God's love.

A few weeks ago, I had the opportunity to spend some time in silence again. This time, I was in the much busier town of Cambridge, Massachusetts in an Episcopal monastery there. And unfortunately, this time it was not for thirty days, but only for a week.

During that time, I turned off my phone. I took off my Apple watch so that the constant buzzing and notifications would not distract me. I did not realize how much I had become accustomed to checking something until I stopped checking.

And once again, I was reminded of the gift of silence. I believe silence creates space for us to hear ourselves, but more importantly, it creates space for us to hear God. Sometimes, instead of competing with the noise, God waits for us to make space for him.

We see this in the story of Elijah. Elijah is exhausted, afraid, and running for his life. At Mount Horeb, there is a great wind, but God is not in the wind. There is an earthquake, but God is not in the earthquake. There is a fire, but God is not in the fire.

And then comes silence. The Bible describes it as "a sound of sheer silence."

And that is where Elijah encounters God.

I wonder how often we miss God's voice because there is simply too much noise around us.

As we begin to wrap up the summer and return to our regular rhythms, perhaps we can carry a little silence with us. We don't need to begin with a thirty-day retreat. We can begin with small acts of silence.

When you drive, walk, or jog, try leaving the podcast or music off once in a while. Let yourself simply be present.

Put your phone away intentionally for ten or fifteen minutes each day. Let yourself discover what happens when you are not constantly available to the world.

And before you begin your day, give yourself a few minutes of silence. Before checking your email or reaching for your phone, sit quietly. Say a prayer. Read a few verses of Scripture. Or simply breathe and remember that you are in the presence of God.

And when the silence feels uncomfortable, don't run from it. Stay there.

The first thing silence may reveal is not God, but ourselves: our fears, our worries, our unfinished questions, and all the things we have been trying to avoid. But if we stay long enough, we may discover that God has been there all along.

As Thomas Keating reminds us “Silence is God’s first language; everything else is a poor translation.” May we stop trying to constantly fill the space and become quiet enough to be able to talk to God in his first language.

08/17/2026

The Very Rev. Sam Candler's sermon for Homecoming Sunday, “Welcome Home to Joy in God's House of Prayer for All People!”

“...We have welcomed and enjoyed the diversity of God’s people here at the Cathedral. But there is another word from Isaiah’s vision that I want to emphasize this year in our service and worship. It is the word, “joyful!” Isaiah said that God “will make them *joyful* in his house of prayer.” I have experienced that!

It is fun, it gives us great joy, when we gather with the multitude of God’s people: with insiders and outcasts, with those who have been here for generations, and with those who got here yesterday! A house of prayer for all people is for people in diapers, for people with patches, with blemishes, with canes; a house of prayer for all people!

God intends for us to be joyful in this house of prayer! ”

WELCOME HOME! – from the Very Rev. Sam G. Candler, Dean of the Cathedral: Welcome home! It is the time of year to welcom...
08/13/2026

WELCOME HOME! – from the Very Rev. Sam G. Candler, Dean of the Cathedral:

Welcome home! It is the time of year to welcome each other back. Welcome back, Ted Lasso! Welcome home, Odysseus! There are so many who teach us the way back home. Welcome back to the Cathedral, you who have been away this summer! Welcome back to the Cathedral, you who may have been away for a few years! Welcome to seekers who are at the Cathedral of St. Philip for the first time! It is time to be joyful! It is time to be joyful in God’s house of prayer.

In the sixth century B.C., a group of God’s people were in exile, longing to return home. A prophet calling himself Isaiah proclaimed what that return to a rebuilt house would look like. He said of God’s new house that “my house shall be called a house of prayer for all people.” That image, “a house of prayer for all people,” has become a welcoming and powerful description for our church today, the Cathedral Parish of St. Philip. We enjoy welcoming, and serving, and praying with, all sorts and conditions of God’s people here.

Isaiah, in his new vision, described a new quality of God’s renewed house of prayer. According to the prophet, it would not be a place that was closed, laden with stiff law and with sacrifices that did not serve the poor. It was to be a new place. A new Jerusalem, a new home. He said, “Do not let the foreigner joined to the LORD say ‘The LORD will surely separate me from his people;’ and do not let the eu**ch say, ‘I am just a dry tree.’ (56:3). According to Isaiah, God says about the eu**chs and the foreigners, “these I will bring to my holy mountain, and make them joyful in my house of prayer; their burnt offerings and their sacrifices will be accepted on my altar; for my house shall be called a house of prayer for all peoples. (Isaiah 56:7).

The prophet Isaiah had a vision of a new temple, a new assembly of God’s people, that included not just the exiles of Israel, but also outsiders everywhere. Philip the deacon caught that vision, too, when he climbed up into the chariot to serve the Ethiopian eu**ch, who was both a foreigner and one with a so-called blemish. The Cathedral of St. Philip is named for that very deacon.

We have welcomed and enjoyed the diversity of God’s people here at the Cathedral. But there is another word from Isaiah’s vision that I want to emphasize this year in our service and worship. It is “joyful!” Isaiah said that God “will make them joyful in his house of prayer.” I have experienced that! It is fun, it gives us great joy, when we gather with the multitude of God’s people: with insiders and outcasts, with those who have been here for generations, and with those who got here yesterday!

God intends for us to be joyful in this house of prayer! And we are! This year we will also be living into a new room in our house of prayer, the Good Faith Chapel. What a glorious and uplifiting space that is, a space for blessing. When we touch awe in that space, we touch joy. When we touch each other in that space, we touch joy.

Join us in joy! It is time to come home to joy, even if you have never been here before. How wonderful it is to be part of a community that blesses people, that blesses all sorts of people. And thank you! Thank you to all who have been steadily serving and praying at home, preparing for a new year here. We are not only a house of prayer for all people. We are joyful in that house of prayer!

08/12/2026

HALFWAY ACROSS – a sermon by the Rev. Canon George Maxwell

“... The One who called Peter onto the water had been holding him long before Peter knew it. The hand that caught him was not an emergency measure. It was the same hand that had called him out of the boat in the first place.

There is the whole gospel in a swimming lesson.

We do not save ourselves by trying harder.

We discover we are already being held. ...”

08/05/2026

The Rev. Canon Ashley Carr's sermon from Sunday, August 2:

“... Without anyone recognizing it in that moment, my friends taught me the same lesson that Jesus teaches in this big fancy miracle story. We do best when we’re together. We heal when we have our people to lean on. We can take comfort in crowds because there’s someone there who can hold our joys and our sorrows. There’s someone to offer a b**r and a sandwich, or a fish, I guess. No matter what’s happening, people together matters.

They need not go away, Jesus teaches. We need not go away. ”

07/27/2026

“... For God—as we affirm—we ourselves are that treasure hidden in a field that is worth paying the ultimate price. For God, each one of us is that pearl of great value that it is worth paying the ultimate price. And so on, and so forth, with the other examples of God’s kingdom in our gospel today. God too is waiting for tiny mustard seeds to grow into a great heavenly kingdom. God too is like a woman leavening an entire loaf of bread. God too is casting a net indiscriminately to catch all sorts and conditions of people for that kingdom. ...”

The Rev. Dr. Thee Smith's sermon, INFINITELY INCREASING OUR LIVES, from Sunday, July 26 —

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