St. Christopher’s new banner is not simply art — it is a story, stitched in silk. It tells of churches that lost their homes, of people who carried on in borrowed spaces, and of a church that has grown into something new, together.

A symbol of grace and welcome, the banner weaves together congregations once scattered, each with its own story of loss, survival and redemption.

“The meaning of the icons really tells a story of extraordinary hospitality and welcome,” said Jeanneane Keene, chair of the banner committee.


A Church Divided


The story behind the banner begins in 2008, when the Episcopal Diocese of Fort Worth fractured over disagreements about the ordination of women and same-sex marriage. The breakaway sparked a bitter legal battle that dragged on for more than a decade.


The split left deep wounds. Churches lost their buildings. Parishioners were displaced. Entire communities were forced to reckon with grief, dislocation and spiritual uncertainty.


But over time, many found their way to St. Christopher’s.


“It represents the welcome that St. Christopher provides,” said committee member Marti Fagley. “When we were hurting, when we were homeless,


St. Christopher’s became a safe and welcoming place that helped us rebuild a new community.”


A Vicar’s Vision


The Rev. Paula Jefferson, the church’s vicar, said the idea for a new banner came during a diocesan council worship service. As she watched other congregations process proudly with their colorful banners, she felt a longing.


“I’ll confess — I wanted one of our own,” she said with a smile.


In August 2024, she formed a committee with representatives from each of the congregations that had joined to form St. Christopher’s.


“A banner felt like the perfect way to honor our journey, celebrate who we are today, and look forward to what’s ahead,” she said.


She turned to Keene to lead the project. At 91, Keene is the church’s oldest living original member, having joined just a week after its founding in 1957. She raised her family there, served multiple times as senior warden, and now acts as the church’s historian.


“Jeanneane brought everyone together,” said committee member Di Hall. “She was the moderator — making sure every voice was heard.”


Stitching Memory Into Fabric


The committee provided the vision, but the craft fell to Helen Ferguson, a longtime parishioner at All Saints’ Episcopal Church who had sewn vestments and banners for years.


All Saints, too, had lost its building in the schism. Ferguson had to leave behind many of the banners she had created and even disinter her parents’ ashes from the church columbarium.


“That’s still hard,” she said.


When she first heard about the project, Ferguson thought it would be a simple, elegant piece. Instead, it became one of the most intricate works she had ever attempted.


Each congregation had to be represented. At the center, St. Christopher would carry the Christ child.


“It took a while to find what I thought might be appropriate depictions for each of the congregations,” Ferguson said. She agonized over details, backing each delicate silk piece so it wouldn’t fray, puzzling over how to depict St. Christopher and the Christ child.

“I would dream about it at night,” she admitted.


The final design included:

  • A cross for St. Simon of Cyrene
  • A crown for Christ the King
  • A dove for St. Francis
  • A rose for St. Elizabeth


The banner, made of Italian silk with embroidered lettering and symbols, consumed more than 100 hours of Ferguson’s labor.


“I think of it as e pluribus unum — out of many, one,” she said.


On the back, stitched in gold, is a quote from former Presiding Bishop Michael Curry: “If it’s not about love, it’s not about God.”


Ferguson is also looking forward with hope. All Saints recently purchased a building once occupied by a Methodist congregation. “I want a parish-wide demo day,” she said with a laugh. “After the last five years, I want to break something.”




Stories Behind the Symbols


Etta Atkinson was raised Baptist, but her faith journey shifted when she married her Episcopalian husband in 1981. That marriage brought her to St. Simon of Cyrene, a historically Black Episcopal congregation, where she found a spiritual home. At St. Simon’s, she served faithfully on the altar guild and as a gifted lector – a gift she brought with her to St. Christopher’s.


Another lifelong member of St. Simon’s was Edwardean Harris, who had worshipped there since she was 8 years old. When the diocese split, Harris and others were, as she put it, “clapped out” of the church they had called home for decades.


 “It was painful,” she said. “But one door closes and another one opens.”


For a time, Harris and fellow parishioners worshipped independently before eventually being invited to join St. Christopher’s. Years earlier, artist Ferguson had created a banner for St. Simon—an image of the saint carrying the cross on his back. For Harris, it felt deeply fitting that Ferguson would also be the one to design the new banner for St. Christopher’s.


“St. Chris is home to me,” she said.


Diane Batterson was a longtime member of Christ the King, joining in 1976 and serving on the vestry, altar guild, and flower guild. In 2008, she arrived to arrange flowers and found a large “Stop” sign on the door, along with a notice that no one could enter without permission from a priest appointed by then-Bishop Jack Iker. “We were locked out,” she said.


Batterson cried for days but soon threw herself into rebuilding. Her congregation worshipped at a Lutheran church, using a makeshift altar. Later, she and her late husband joined St. Elizabeth, only to lose that building too in 2021 after the Texas Supreme Court’s ruling.


She eventually made her way to St. Christopher’s. “I probably won’t ever leave St. Chris—not unless they make me,” she said.


Marti Fagley and her husband relocated to North Texas in the early 2000s.


“When I found out where we were moving, I thought, ‘God, what have you got in mind for me?’” she said. With the brewing split already on the horizon, “I realized my job was to be the ‘no’ vote.”


They became active at St. Francis of Assisi in Willow Park, where Fagley served on the vestry and led the diocesan Daughters of the King. Even before the split, she sensed what was coming and drove to Wichita Falls with another member to prepare.


When St. Francis joined the breakaway diocese, she and others formed a new Episcopal congregation, worshipping in an elementary school with a portable altar her husband built. They eventually called a priest, but over time decided to disband.


By then, Fagley was leading an Education for Ministry group at St. Christopher’s. “I had a key to the building,” she said. “And I thought—why don’t we just go there?”


In 2021, when St. Christopher’s lost its building in the litigation, she was serving as senior warden and helped secure a temporary worship space at St. Matthew’s Lutheran Church, where the congregation still gathers.

Di Hall, raised Roman Catholic, came to St. Christopher’s in the late 1990s after someone left a “welcome to the neighborhood” pamphlet on her door. She sent her son to the pre-school and became active in parish life.


Though she left for a time to attend a Bible church, she eventually returned.

“I enjoyed the Bible church, but I missed communion weekly,” she said. “I missed the liturgy and the mass and everything. I missed being Episcopalian.”


For her, the banner represents “a group of people that didn’t really have a home — kind of like me.”


“St. Chris, it’s family,” she said. “It’s my heart.”


Today, the finished banner rests in the same stand once used by St. Simon of Cyrene’s banner — another thread in the tapestry of shared history.


For Jefferson, it stands as both memory and promise.


“It honors our journey,” she said, “but it also celebrates who we are today and who God is calling us to become.”





February 15, 2026
The Feast of the Transfiguration is August 6th of each year. The Transfiguration is also celebrated each year on the Last Sunday After the Epiphany as the culmination of a series of events in which Jesus is manifested as the Anointed One, the Messiah, the Son of God. And that is fitting, for it is indeed an epiphany, a manifestation or showing forth of God in Christ. It is, perhaps, the most vivid such manifestation in the Gospels, at least prior to the Resurrection. Indeed, it seems to be a prefiguration, or a foretaste, of the resurrection appearances, and even a foretaste of the more direct vision of God that we hope to enjoy for all eternity when, as St. Paul tells us, we shall see him not as through a glass, darkly, but face to face. It must have been quite an experience for Peter, James, and John; one that they would never forget. In fact, Peter refers to it in the passage we read in today's Epistle. Very likely it's a story Peter often told to the early Christians. It was really something to see Jesus talking with those long-dead heroes of the faith, Moses and Elijah. Did you ever stop to wonder how they knew it was Moses and Elijah? How could they have known, except that God must have inspired them with this knowledge. But then, seeing Moses and Elijah wouldn't have been half as awesome as seeing the transfigured Jesus Christ – someone they knew well, with whom they had traveled and shared meals and conversed day after day. No wonder we are told that Peter didn't know what he was saying! And then a cloud came and overshadowed them, and they heard the voice of God: “This is my Son, the Beloved; with him I am well pleased; listen to him!” Well! There couldn't have been a clearer manifestation, a clearer statement from God of just who Jesus was. “This is my Son, the Beloved.” Just in case they hadn't understood this before, God makes it perfectly clear. Let's focus now on what God said next: “Listen to him!” Our NRSV translation has an exclamation point after that sentence – as well it should. These three words could form the basis for numerous sermons and countless meditations. Listen to him. We can't go wrong if we just listen to Jesus. We would do well to make these words our focus: “Listen to him!” How do we do that? Does Jesus still speak to us? When and where does Jesus speak to us? There are probably a lot of answers to that question, but here are just a few. Jesus speaks to us in the words of Holy Scripture, and especially in the words of the four Gospels, which tell us about his life and teachings. Spending a little time each day with our Bibles – reading, praying, and thinking about what Jesus is saying to us in these words – will certainly contribute a great deal toward our ability to “listen to him,” to hear his voice. We are fortunate to belong to a Christian tradition that encourages us to search the Scriptures for meaning and that embraces the possibility that there may be many different meanings for a passage from the Bible. We should take advantage of that freedom and open ourselves to the possibility of transfiguration. Jesus also speaks to us through other people. Our Christian friends have much to say that can inspire us. That’s why we study in groups and worship in groups and often carry out our ministries in groups. Jesus also calls to us through people who are in need. He said, “Whatever you do for the least of these my brothers and sisters, you do unto me.” He also says whatever we don’t do for them, we don’t do for him. We can help in many ways but God sends people into our lives each day. The child in the detention center, the woman who was abused as a child, the veteran struggling with PTSD, those who rely on 4Saints & Friends Food Pantry, families whose hearts are made glad by Laundry Love, those suffering from leprosy who are cared for and fed because of Hopewallah. The “least of these” might be one who says, “I was down in the dumps and you smiled at me?” I had the privilege of serving as Interim Rector at St. John’s Church in Jackson Hole, Wyoming. St. John’s Church owns about an acre of land in Grand Teton National Park and on it sits The Chapel of the Transfiguration. Gay was commissioned to write an icon to be displayed on the wall of the chapel. She had several patterns she was considering. I took the examples with me to the weekday Eucharist on day and asked Lou, one of our regular attendees at that service, which one she liked best. She looked at them and pointed to one with some enthusiasm. “That one!” she said. “What is it about that one?” I asked. She said, “In that one, Jesus and the disciples are not only ascending the mountain, they are also coming down.” I told Gay and that is the pattern she used. You see, Lou’s husband was a mountain climber. He ascended Mt. Everist with Jim Whitaker. But he didn’t come down. He lost his life there. For Lou, it was very personal and very important to remember that Jesus, Peter, James, and John came down, came back, continued on their journey. Jesus spoke to Gay and me through Lou! And here's one more way that we might hear Jesus speaking to us: in the silence. Do you remember the story of Elijah waiting for God in the cave? “Now there was a great wind, so strong that it was splitting mountains and breaking rocks in pieces before the Lord, but the Lord was not in the wind; and after the wind was an earthquake, but the Lord was not in the earthquake; and after the earthquake was a fire, but the Lord was not in the fire; and after the fire a sound of sheer silence.” What kind of a sound does sheer silence make? I think we all remember an earlier translation that said: “a still small voice.” We know what that sounds like, don't we? And perhaps it is the same thing, because it is all too easy to drown out that still small voice with wind and earthquake and fire and the like. Maybe we need to tune out and turn off before we can begin to listen. Turn off the TV for a while, sign off on the Internet, and, most of all, tune out the internal noise that is the hardest of all to still. To put it bluntly, we need to shut up once in a while, even in our prayers. The kind of prayer where we talk to God and tell him about our life and how it is going and the things we are worried about and so forth, is good, but there comes a time when we need to stop even doing that, and just listen. Is it possible to sit still and listen for five minutes? Then do that. Then maybe you can go for10 or 15 or even 20 minutes. If the internal noise starts up again, bring yourself back to the silence with some small word like “Listen” or just “Jesus.” What sound will you hear in the silence? When our ears are opened to listen for the divine voice, what we hear may be an epiphany we ne.  The Holy Spirit is actively at work in the world, our SaviorJesus Christ is with us every moment, until the end of the ages, just as he promised he would be. We must simply take the time to listen, and to look for the one who is the light of the world, the one whose light we shall one day see face to face. 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We all look for something to steer for us. My mom often said, “Be careful what you wish for”. She never explained what it meant…she didn’t have to. Often, when we wish for something, there are unintended consequences. I’m an early-adapter with all things technology. When self-driving cars became a thing, it was at the top of my wish list. And then one night, my car downloaded a software update that allowed me to try fully self-driving mode for thirty days. Free. They were speaking my language. Much of the time, that software worked beautifully. But one night I was driving home from the church…through the Fort Worth mix-master. At the best of times, the mix-master is a test of faith. That night, I realized…a little too late…that my car didn’t “see” vehicles merging from my right at highway speeds. A car darted in front of me at 55mph. My car panicked. It slammed on the brakes, forcing everyone behind me to do the same. Tires were squealing and I may have said a few choice words. Then a calm robotic voice came through my speaker: “What just happened?” Without thinking, I answered, “We’re all going to need clean clothes!”—a reminder that trusting the wrong kind of power can create more chaos than good. Three thousand years ago, the Israelites faced a similar challenge. They had judges—and they had Yahweh—but they were not satisfied. The nations around them had kings and queens…and Israel longed for a visible symbol of power: a government that looked strong and invincible to their neighbors. “Give us a king,” they said, “like other nations.” [1] Samuel warned them: “…in that day you will cry out because of your king, whom you have chosen for yourselves; but the Lord will not answer you in that day” [2] Be careful what you wish for. God’s warning is clear: the king you want will take more from you than he gives. And history shows it. Saul and David and their successors ruled. But, human power systems fail…they always have…we are no strangers to that in our own time. After Solomon, the kingdom split into the northern kingdom of Israel and the southern kingdom of Judah. Leaders often sought their own gain instead of tending to the people, especially the most vulnerable. By Jeremiah’s time, Judah itself teetered on collapse. Yet God speaks through the prophet, offering hope, promise, and vision of restoration. “I will gather the remnant of my flock…I will raise up shepherds over them who will shepherd them, and they shall not fear any longer. The days are surely coming, says the Lord, when I will raise up for David a righteous Branch, and he shall reign wisely and shall execute justice and righteousness in the land.” [3] Jeremiah is speaking God’s words here—a promise of a king unlike any human ruler. Not a king who exploits or coerces, but a shepherd who tends the scattered, who watches over the vulnerable, and who leads with justice and care. Luke shows us that shepherd in the most unexpected place: on a cross. Even there, Christ gathers the lost and welcomes the outsider—the very people no one expects to matter. Colossians describes the cosmic dimension of this shepherd—the One who reigns over all creation and reconciles all things through love. This shepherd’s kingdom is not defined by force—but by mercy; not by fear—but by reconciliation; not by scarcity—but by eternal gift. And here is the Advent connection: the King we await is already among us—reigning in ways that the world does not expect—and has never expected. Christ’s reign is not deferred to the end times. It is now. For those who long for a dramatic return of Jesus…scrutinizing hidden messages and timetables…be careful what you wish for. Christ’s reign is not waiting on a cosmic clock. It is already present, entrusted to us --the mystical Body of Christ-- in this world, in this moment. And that realization is sobering. Because if Christ reigns through mercy, reconciliation, and self-giving love, then we—his Body—are called to reign in that way too. In our families, we are called to speak truth in love and care for one another. In our workplaces and communities, we are called to act justly, to lift up the vulnerable, to speak for those without voice, and to forgive the one who has wronged us. In the simple moments of everyday life—offering a kind word, feeding the hungry, welcoming the outsider—we participate in the Shepherd’s reign. Advent invites us to practice that reign, to trust that heart, to embody God’s kingdom in the everyday moments of our lives. We all look for something to steer for us. Christ the King reminds us: the safest driver is not me…or a throne…or even a Tesla. The only true driver is God. In Advent, we learn to let go, trust God, and follow, even when the road ahead is uncertain. Thanks be to God. [1] 1 Samuel 8:5 [2] 1 Samuel 8:10-18 [3] Jeremiah 23:3-5
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