Fr. Eric Nelson celebrates his 60th anniversary!

Leading up to the celebration of Calgary Diocesan ordination anniversaries, I was invited to write about my 60 years as a priest in Calgary. So, here are some reflections then, along with congratulations to fellow Jubilarians.

John Shea, a wonderful commentator on matters religious and the Gospels we read each year, wrote: “The cross is the symbol of leading a persistent and peaceful life in a violent world.” Jesus tells his disciples to “take up the Cross”. Too often, I have not been persistent enough nor peaceful enough. But I have been encouraged to see that there are ideas, images, actions, and attitudes that either release or block the flow of Spirit into speech and action. 

After the Jubilee Mass, some younger priests approached me to congratulate me and to say that I’ve been a priest longer than they have been alive. I, too, have been surprised by all of this.

It began with a request in Grade 9 to serve at Bishop Francis Carroll’s weekday Masses. Three of the altar servers in St. Joseph’s Parish, Calgary, took weekly turns, serving the Mass and having breakfast with Bishop Carroll before going off to school. Around my 11th Grade, Bishop Carroll, and my pastor, Monsignor Neville Anderson, initiated the plot to have me consider the priesthood. That I couldn’t imagine. Yet upon graduating from St. Mary’s High School, Bishop Carroll registered me in St. Joseph’s Seminary in Edmonton. He counselled me not immediately to buy a black suit but to cooperate with the seminary staff in the discernment of a vocation.
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Five years later, on a stairway landing, the seminary rector, Monsignor Howard Griffin, asked me if this (Ordination through Subdiaconate, Diaconate and Priesthood) was right for me. I had come to a realization that the practice of Faith had enriched my life, and if I could facilitate such enrichment, refuge and identity for others, I should answer yes.  And I did.

Upon ordination in 1965, too young to be entrusted with parish responsibilities, I was asked to serve as a chaplain at Camp Cadicasu for the summer. It turned out to be some 18 years of fun and adventure, attempting to open eyes to the world and the people around them. In the fall of 1965, at the ripe age of 23 and a half, I was assigned to St. Michael’s Parish in Calgary. The following years were spent at St. Mary’s Cathedral, St. Augustine’s, Taber; St. Francis High School, Calgary; St. John’s, Calgary; St. Basil’s, Lethbridge; St. Michael’s, Pincher Creek; and retirement from parish responsibilities in the summer of 2010.

In 2011 until 2021, I served a chaplaincy in the Calgary Catholic School District. Gary Strothers, the superintendent at the time, asked Bishop Henry if he could ask me to help out. Bishop Henry told me as he was leaving the dining room table one evening: “Strothers asked me if he could approach you. I told him, you could do worse.” So, with that resounding endorsement, I served again in a rich, engaging environment. From it, I resigned when they took Bishop Vital Grandin’s name from the second-oldest Catholic high school in the City of Calgary.

It has been a climb, rich in memories and in supportive and challenging relationships with families of origin and families of choice. I am deeply grateful to my Mom and Dad, my sister and brother and all who have engaged in the struggle with me. The Church and beyond have provided enabling encouragement and support. For all those who read this, I hope an abiding experience of gratitude for their outstanding goodness.

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Written by Fr. Eric Nelson for Faithfully.