The Reverend Rob Carl September 21st, 1950 – May 10th, 2026

The Reverend Rob Carl
September 21st, 1950 – May 10th, 2026
At 9:38 PM on May 10th, 2026, one of our diocese’s dear priests, Father Rob Carl, passed away in his sleep in the University of Maryland hospital in Baltimore, Maryland. He was a godly, loving man who had many accomplishments in his life. He served as the vicar over a church for many years and ministered to countless people over his lifetime. Most recently, he served as a priest and staff member at The Church of the Good Shepherd in Catonsville, Maryland.
In 1981, he married his wife, Meg Carl and settled down and had a family. Recently, they have lived in Easton, Maryland with their dog and near their family. In 1994, he graduated from Chesapeake Bible College and seminary majoring in Teaching, Church History, and Ministry. In 1997, he graduated with a doctorate in Christian Counseling Psychology. From there, he went on to become a priest in the Charismatic Episcopal Church.
Father Rob was a charismatic Christian who believed strongly in the gifts of the Spirit, the fullness of the real presence of Christ in the body and blood, and the deep love of the Father.
He was a priest in every sense of the word. A listener, giver, and devoted to the practice and teaching of the Gospel. He followed the Lord strongly and cared for God’s people. He was an author, and prophetic minister, offering his life for the work and building of God’s kingdom here on earth and in Heaven. Father Rob Carl was loved by his family and inspired many people. He loved life with all his heart, spirit and soul. He was a loving father of three and a grandfather of ten. Father Rob will be sorely missed.
In the books that he wrote, he taught of experiences he had been through and what he had learned throughout his life. Books such as, “Pebbles of the Holy Stream” and “The Anamnesis Effect” are notable examples of this. All that he wrote was full of Christ and oneness with the Holy Spirit that undoubtedly came from a deep well of affection for the Lord. Both of his sisters said that all of Othello, Washington, where they grew up, adored and followed Father Rob. He led the town to Christ with the faith that he carried until his last breath. Below is a song written by Father Rob Carl entitled, “When A Man Cries.”
When A Man Cries
When a man cries
It comes from a place not often visited
From pain, from loss, but most often
From the realization of one’s failure.
When he confronts himself in that
Deep recess that takes him in
And strips him of all pride, confidence, and courage
When a man cries in that deep place
It begins to come up and out
Having to choose the pathway, one of many
One of anger, one of regret, but all of pain
This one erupts, that one digs in deeper shadows climb on him, darkness blinds him
His knees weaken, before tears gain permission.
Hope slips from its fragile shell now broken
When a man cries who can console him?
Who can restore him, the very touch
Of another human burns his skin
As spoken words pierce his soul and shred what little life is left him
It lays with waning effort to rise again.
Chorus:
Why do we live, why do we die
You Who hovered over creation and virgin
I feel You tugging at my heart, and my soul
Your breath keeps me breathing
Your song sang is leading me home
Oh, let me come home, let me come home
Father Rob Carl
In lieu of flowers, please consider a donation to the family. Send donations to the Carl family C/O Cathedral of Reconciliation.
Please join us as we come together, not to say goodbye, but to remember the beautiful time we shared.
Funeral Arrangements at Fellows, Helfenbein and Newnam Funeral Home
106 Shamrock Road Chester, MD 21619
Viewing: May 20th From 6:00 PM – 8:00 PM
Funeral: May 21st at 11:00 AM

























MD just 15 miles North of his current assignment. This was received with excitement even though he was currently studying at seminary, selling cars full time, fathering the first of many children, and was newly married. In February of 1996 he was ordained a priest and one week later was hosting the church’s first service in his home’s basement.
This reminiscence serves a greater purpose than nostalgia, it serves to illustrate the nature of a humble initiative serving a divine vocation. The recurring theme of each member’s recollection was the presence and hand of God through the years that would follow, His guidance in times of confusion, His blessing in times of want, His protection in times of turmoil, His love poured out to those who came seeking.



