Ten Somali orphans reunited with their oldest brother — Welcome, neighbours!


Dear friends,
You’ve been reading about them all week, you saw on the telly when they arrived the other night, now here’s an opportunity and a way to give. Please prayerfully consider an extra gift to Hospitality House as a concrete sign of our welcome to this newest family of orphans staying in the Cathedral house.
Thanks be to God always for the hard work and deep love of both Tom Denton and Karin Gordon without whom none of this would happen, and to all the other partners of HHRM.
God bless you,
Dean Paul N. Johnson
Cathedral Church of St. John the Evangelist
Winnipeg, Manitoba

Please go here to donate.

Requiescat in pace – Robert Mason Sutton

“Well done, good and faithful servant… enter into the joy of your master.”  Matthew 25:21, RSV

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He died a week after his last visit to his beloved Cathedral, on the Second Sunday of Christmas, January 3rd, when his wonderful daughter Elaine brought him to worship.  With her help, he came forward to receive the Holy Eucharist.  Years before, in 1926, his mother had been unable to attend the dedication of this fourth building, the third cathedral, because she had just given birth to our beloved Bob.

He loved this place, the Cathedral Church of St. John the Evangelist, and served this parish in some way most of his life, excepting only the war years when he was away.  More importantly for him still, he loved the church, the body of Christ, and, most of all, you could see it in his smile and in his eyes, he loved his Lord, and ours, Jesus Christ, crucified and risen forever.

We will miss you, Bob, very much, but we are glad to entrust you now to the Lord you loved and served your whole life.  May you rest in peace and rise in glory.

IMG_1820The Funeral Requiem for Bob will be held here, at St. John’s Cathedral, of course, on Saturday, February 20th, at 11 a.m. with a light lunch to follow.


Rest eternal grant to him, O Lord. 

And let light perpetual shine upon him.

So be it.




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ROBERT MASON SUTTON June 1, 1926 – January 11, 2016 On January 11, 2016, our dad, Bob Sutton, aged 89 years, left this world to be with his beloved wife Fran, sister Molly, brother Bert and loving parents, Lucy and Thomas. Dad’s loving smile and warm handshake will always be remembered. Longer obituary to follow. Cropo Funeral Chapel, 204-586-8044

As published in the Winnipeg Free Press on January 12, 2016

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  • My dear Uncle Bob was as fine a man as you could ever meet. Decency, warmth and love exuded from him and he was an example to all of us. Uncle Bob will alway be kept warm and close in our hearts.
    – Posted by: Joan Fife (niece) on: Jan 12, 2016

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Stewardship, A Way of Life — Rene Jamieson

Rene’s Reasons for Being a Member of the Cathedral

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God has a way of interfering in my life at the most opportune times. There was the time when God brought me back into the church by using my older son’s desire to be confirmed.  Another time God, knowing that I would need support, set me down in a parish where there were three women who had already walked the path I was about to walk. However, those are stories for another time; this story is about me and the Cathedral.

In 2001 the parish in which I had worshipped and served for 27 years decided to close.  We were few in number, many of us were aging, and it was felt that it was poor stewardship to continue to maintain two buildings (our parish hall was a block from the church).  At a special congregational meeting the consensus was to close our doors on June 2, 2002.  I decided that when that time came I would hang my spiritual hat in the south end of Winnipeg, in a parish where I had many friends. Then God interfered and set me on another course.

In September, 2001, the Cathedral hired me to work part-time for the Dean (my business card indicated that I was “Co-ordinator of Parish Ministries”, but it should have read “Dean’s Gopher/Other Duties as Assigned”).  My own priest suggested that I worship twice a month at the Cathedral, to get to know the people I would be serving. By the time my former parish closed I had fallen in love with the Cathedral, its congregation, its history, its worship style, everything about it, and my two Sundays a month became every Sunday of the month. I felt I had come home.

We are a beautiful blend of ethnicities, gender orientations, ages, income brackets, gifts and abilities.  At St. John’s the gifts and talents of parishioners are discerned and used to serve God and God’s people. I have never been part of a congregation so accepting, and so loving (I can’t think of another parish where one gets hugged just for showing up on a Sunday morning!).  We are open to possibilities. (Ours was the first parish in Canada to webcast the annual Trinity Institute conference, to appoint a Lutheran Dean, and one of our major ministries is to support the work of the second largest refugee staging program in Canada, Hospitality House.) There is genuine caring for one another in this parish; here, joys are doubled because everyone shares in them, troubles are halved because everyone helps to carry the burden.  We are a family!

Stewardship, using God's human resources

My grandmother used to say, “If you want to make God laugh, tell Him your plans.”  In my case, God not only laughs, He interferes, and changes those plans.  That, my friends, is how I wound up in a north end parish rather than a south end parish! Thanks be to God.

Stewardship, a way of life – It’s about giving everything

This is part of my story…

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I was born and baptized Anglican. In fact I was born premature. I don’t think Anglican had anything to do with that, but either way I survived. Having a cleft palate took me into school early so that I could improve my speech. This resulted in spending two years in kindergarten in a private school in Regina.

Grade school was routine, but going to Sunday school and church I found interesting. I became a server at the Altar and also played the organ for the Children’s service. Those were the days when there were four services on a Sunday – early morning, children’s service, main morning, and evensong. This has resulted in a very long interest in serving in the church. Special Sundays, like Christmas and Easter were nick-named the “technicolour services” with the different colours that the clergy and servers wore.

After some University courses, I went north to work surveying and researching. During this time I met my wife and partner, Patricia. The single female to male ratio was about 1 to 700 at that time, so I believe that God had a hand in bringing us together. Moving east, we had our children and then moved back west to northern Manitoba. I took up other interests in the church, becoming            a lay-reader. Part of the lay-reader’s responsibilities was to take services to other communities along the railway who were not fortunate enough to have a priest. Our parish priest also travelled to those communities but not as frequently as we did.

After we moved south to the St. Andrews area, we became involved in St. Andrew’s on the Red, and then the Cathedral. Music is what brought us here.

Finances were sometimes tight with six of us in the family. However, we always made it through with just enough for what was coming next. There were other special expenses for medical and other family reasons, but somehow the money was always provided. We have been blessed with good health even though there are exceptions in some areas.

Through all of our almost sixty years of married life, I can honestly say that God’s promises have protected us from major incidents, have ensured a reasonable quality of life, and have continued to bring blessing to us and those we work with.

Stewardship, it's about everything

Stewardship, to me, is how we use the talents we have been given and the time we have to give to God’s service as well as how we use our money. In short, how do we serve the Lord in our living?

Roger Stagg, Sacristan & Treasurer of the Cathedral

Stewardship, a way of life…

Stewardship, sharing the gifts we have been given


My name is Carol Huddlestone Ingimundson Craig (AKA) Carol Ingimundson.

I started out at church as a young 5 year old attending Sunday School and Vacation Bible School. I was sent to church (not taken) by my mother. My learning started here, in these settings.

I attended a United Church, encouraged by friends, where I went to Sunday School and Canadian Girls in Training (C.G.I.T.). I was very active in this group where, because of my participation I won scholarships to attend camp. I learned so much about Jesus and the Bible there. I loved all the learning.

When I was about 14 years old (1958) my neighbours, Bob and Fran Sutton, asked me if I would like to come to St. John’s Cathedral and join the choir. They knew of my love of music and singing. I loved learning and singing Church music. This was my start! I was so excited to attend and participate. I loved the liturgy and the music.

I attended faithfully. Morning, evening, choir practices and special services. I even attended mid-week services before school. I walked from East Kildonan to the Cathedral and back. Church was my life! I had, during this time, thought about joining the Anglican Sisters of St. John the Divine.

I eventually became a baptized member of St. John’s Cathedral (1960) with Bob and Fran Sutton as my sponsors. Soon after this I attended confirmation classes and was confirmed (1962).

I have a long history with St. John’s Cathedral. I was engaged to my first husband here during the Christmas Eve Service in 1963 and was married here in 1964. My husband and I had 3 children who were baptized and confirmed at St. John’s and our 2 sons attended St. John’s Cathedral Boys’ School.

I moved away from Winnipeg for several years but would make every effort to attend when I was in the city. I missed my church! I attended a Lutheran Church in Arborg, Manitoba. I even attended Bible studies and classes thinking I may change my membership but my heart was always with St. John’s and I knew someday I would return.

In 2002 my husband died. I moved back to the city later that year and returned to St. John’s. Janice Osborne (the Dean’s wife)  invited me to attend Bible Study in their home. I was apprehensive when I saw some of the attendees who were bible scholars. I felt I knew very little by comparison but I was encouraged by my old friend, Rev. Ann Goodwin. The group there were so friendly and supported me with my recent loss. I felt “back at home”.

I attended for awhile as a member of the congregation but knew in my heart I wanted to do more to serve my church and my God. I rejoined the choir but it did not feel the right fit for me. I asked the Dean (Bob Osborne) if I might take training as a Server. Under the guidance and training of Roger Stagg I felt I found my calling. I loved doing this service in the church. I felt that I was really serving God by assisting at the Lord’s Table. I also attended Bible Studies and Lenten Studies.

During a Lenten Study in 2005 I met my beloved, Ron Craig. He was a Warden in another Anglican church but decided to join the Cathedral Lenten group that year. We were both widowed and found that we had much in common and shared much (other than was being taught at the study). We were married in a wonderful Cathedral ceremony in 2006 with family, friends and Church families from both St. John’s and St. Alban’s (Ron’s Church) present.

I joined the Ladies’ Friendship Circle. This is such a wonderful group of women who have become dear friends. We pray, laugh, share. As I am a poor knitter I was chosen as the Secretary.

I also serve on the Altar Guild along with Ron, and Ruth Boyes. We are a team of 3. The duties of the Altar Guild members consist of setting up the vessels and preparing the Lord’s Table for Holy Communion. We polish the vessels and tidy pews. We change the linens/hangings according to the church calendar. We also wrap and distribute the Altar Flowers on a weekly basis. This is not a complete list of Altar Guild duties but, perhaps,enough to give some idea of the importance of the Altar Guild. We also meet as a Group at least twice per year to do a complete church cleaning and at one of these meetings we make Palm crosses for Palm Sunday.


I think, at this time, the most rewarding part of my work for the church is my part on the Pastoral Care team for the Church. Ron and I (as a team) visit the sick and shut-in in their homes or hospital or nursing home. We visit and share with them what is happening @ St. John’s and discuss any other topic they may find important their life and we bring them the sacrament of Holy Communion. We also try to keep in contact with these people with phone calls between visits. We are generally well received.

As part of my ministry outside of St. John’s I try to be a friend to many I meet. I talk about St. John’s Cathedral and try to tell what the church and God has done for me if they will listen. I support a variety of charities in the city and abroad.

Since the summer of 2014 I have been less able to help out due to health concerns but I try and I do love the Cathedral and the Cathedral family.

My hope for my community, church and otherwise is to have people of different backgrounds have a peaceful life and show more love and friendship.

My motto for life is: Love God. Respect and Love others.

Stewardship, a way of life – Christ the King?

Stewardship:  The act of managing the property of another person; the conducting, supervising, or managing of something, especially the careful and responsible management of something entrusted to one’s care.

The earth is the LORD’s and all that is in it, the world, and those who live in it.  Psalm 24:1


Stewardship, a way of life

Jesus tells us parables about those who were good and bad stewards – about how they lived and conducted themselves as stewards. He gives each of us, as his disciples, the opportunity to be stewards of our God-given gifts and talents.  Beginning today, and during the Advent season, and later during Lent, Cathedral parish members will share in their own stories some of their own understanding of what tham means for them.  These stories are not meant to point fingers at anyone, but are a gift to help all of us understand the larger picture of stewardship, which includes money, but is actually about every part of who we are as human beings and children of God.


Cathedral and Me, by Terry Moore

St. John’s Cathedral fills my life with stories.

I arrive at church among the monuments marking the graves of those who came before me.  Every monument evokes a story, and I know some of those stories.

There’s Hudson’s Bay Company chief factor James Thomson.  My paternal grandfather married his daughter, Inga Thomson, late in life, after the early death of the grandmother I never knew.  Over there lies University of Manitoba physiologist Joe Doupe, the father of my schoolmate David.  I wrote Joe’s biography a few years ago for a Toronto history of medicine foundation.  There’s hardware mogul James Henry Ashdown.  I live in his warehouse building in the Exchange District, now that they’ve turned it into condos.  By the cathedral’s north door lie E.S. Moorhead and his wife Elizabeth Maude, my maternal grandpa and grannie, with their son Peter, who died in childhood.  They lived on Alfred Avenue until they could afford something grander and moved to Carlton and Broadway.

These people have all touched my life one way or another.  Some of them provided some of my genes.  All of them helped build my city and shape my life.  At the cathedral, I am close enough to touch them, as it were.

At the cathedral, as in many Anglican churches, we list in the weekly bulletin the names of parishioners and others known to us who are in trouble and have asked us to pray for them.  In some cases, I know the story that goes with the name and I know how to pray for them. The prayer list says each of us is a named and treasured individual, known to our neighbours and to our creator, and each of us has a story to tell.

After the Sunday morning service, a lot of us linger near the coffee maker next to the baptismal font at the top of the centre aisle.  You can take your cup of coffee and sit with anyone at all and tell them the story that’s on your mind.  It may be something about the weather or it may be something about sin and redemption or it may be something suggested by the sermon we just heard.  There’s a curious dynamic about that weekly moment at St. John’s:  people don’t want to leave.  We have just shared together an important experience of our week and we’re not ready for the moment to end.

So, in quick succession on a Sunday morning at the cathedral, I meet some ancestors, some acquaintances and family connections, some neighbours in distress and some neighbours who have welcomed me to join them in worship.  Each of them brings me at least a fragment of a story.  On a good day, I might even meet Jesus while we tell each other his story, in the singing and the readings and the breaking of the bread.

Plenty of stories.  Great way to finish one week and start another.

We will remember them

emoke_szathmaryRemembrance Sunday at St. John’s Anglican Cathedral

135 Anderson Avenue, Winnipeg

Sung Eucharist at 10:30 a.m.

The Very Rev. Paul N. Johnson, preaching and presiding

Featuring the Regimental Band of the Royal Winnipeg Rifles

Directed by Lt. Ryan Wehrle

With Honorary Colonel Emőke Szathmáry

Honorary Colonel Emőke Szathmáry was born in Hungary, spent six years in German refugee camps, and came to Canada in 1951with her family. In 1956 she became a Canadian citizen. She earned a Bachelor’s degree and a doctorate in Anthropology at the University of Toronto. Her academic appointments began at McMaster University, and continued at the University of Western Ontario, where she was Dean of Social Science. She then returned to McMaster as Provost and Vice-President (Academic). In 1996 she was named President and Vice-Chancellor of the University of Manitoba, a post she held for 12 years. She has received honorary doctorates from seven Canadian universities, and is a Fellow of the Royal Society of Canada.

Honorary Colonel Szathmáry has been a Director of Power Corporation of Canada, and of Power Financial Corporation since 1999. She became a Director of Great-West Lifeco in 2006. She has also served on the boards of many international, national, and provincial organizations in the educational, research and philanthropic sectors. Currently she is a Member of the Canadian Foundation for Innovation, a Governor of McMaster University, and a Director of CancerCare Manitoba Foundation.

Honorary Colonel Szathmáry is married to Dr. George A. Reilly, whose roots, through his father, grandfather and great-grand-father are in Manitoba. Honorary Colonel Szathmáry’s paternal origins are rooted in Transylvanian Székely lineages that obligated mounted military service, thus her ancestors served in armies of successive Hungarian kings. Her father joined the Canadian Army Reserves in his 40s because he believed that, everyone has a moral obligation to serve his country. Honorary Colonel Szathmáry is proud to uphold that tradition, and to fulfill her duty to Canada by serving with the Royal Winnipeg Rifles.


Requiescat In Pace: JACOB (Cobber) LOUIS HENTELEFF

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JACOB (‘Cobber’) HENTELEFF  (November 26, 1955 – October 21, 2015) died suddenly, at home on Monday, October 21, 2015. He was 59. Jacob is survived by his life partner Linda Klimack and her family; his father Paul; his siblings Marke, Sybil, Harry, Alexandra and many nieces and nephews. He was predeceased by his mother Nel and his sister Saskia. Jacob was born in Winnipeg, the first of six children. He attended the University of Manitoba and graduated with a degree in law. He was called to the bar and worked as a lawyer for a number of years. He and Linda met spring of 1981 and have had a committed and loving relationship. He left law to follow what turned out to be his true passion, that of shopkeeper, working with Linda at Scoop N’ Weigh. Cobber was an avid reader, a great storyteller and had an incredible memory for details. In a game of Trivial Pursuit once, he answered every single question correctly right into the winners circle, no one else had a turn. In recent years Cobber and Linda travelled together, to London for theater, camping in Boseman, Montana and closer to home to the Farm near Decker, Manitoba. In accordance with Cobber’s stated preference, his life will be celebrated in a private ceremony with only family in attendance. In lieu of flowers donations can be made to the English Gardens for a bench. (Contact the Assiniboine Park Conservancy (204- 927-8080).

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As published in the Winnipeg Free Press on October 24, 2015 (photographs added)

Dear Linda, Paul, and family,

We hold you in our prayers, that you may hold one another in peace and love stronger than death in this time of sorrow sudden and sharp.

May Jacob rest in peace.  God give you strength as you mourn.

The people of St. John’s Anglican Cathedral, Winnipeg