Last Saturday, we drove to York for the Silver Jubilee of Fr Daniel Seward’s ordination. The church was full, and many of his former parishioners had journeyed more than 200 miles from the Oxford Oratory to be there.
During the Jubilee Mass, I found myself reflecting on his 25 years of devotion to God and the silent burden he has borne, those hidden sacrifices of the priesthood that often go unseen. My tears fell silently. I still remember his 10th anniversary in Oxford. We had just moved to Oxford for John’s work at the university. We were searching for a spiritual home in various Anglican churches, but none felt right. Finally, our neighbour Walter, the trustee of the CS Lewis Estate, suggested the Oratory.
