On ordination day I once more experienced the love of God as I lay there in prostration with the church singing the Litany of the Saints, asking the saints to pray for me. I knelt before the bishop as he anointed my hands with oil. I bowed my head humbly as my spiritual director placed the stole over my shoulders and dressed me in the chasuble. I wept as I knelt while all the priests of the diocese laid their hands on me. The son becomes the father.