‘I am consecrated to God and totally dedicated to His service’. (Venerable Bruno Lanteri)
Our beloved Church is undergoing a much needed extreme makeover and so Holy Mass will be celebrated in tiny adjoining oratory for the near future.
I arrive early. My privilege to be Sacristan and our new setup required time to spare. Already I am loving it all. Compact and cozy in the arms of Holy Trinity one God and all of Heaven.
Soon after, lady walks in. Visitor to our town from Holland. Glancing all around, she speaks the following words: ‘I am agnostic but I would very much desire a Catholic Mass for my funeral’.
Wow! What a conversation starter! We talked, she accepted my prayer, loving its simplicity.
Her husband is Catholic but ‘he knows nothing except the sign of the Cross’. Their children attend Catholic school.
‘Tell me why you love Jesus so much’, she enquires excitedly. My favourite topic!!
I finish by saying: ‘Your heart’s desire is also beautiful Jesus heart’s desire for you, and that is why you walked in here this morning. Our first morning in this tiny holy place’.
‘Let me give you a big hug’, she replies. Then standing still, she touches her heart uttering; ‘Something wonderful has just taken place’.
What joy and adventure there is in living a solid life in the identity of who we are!
‘The Catholic Church proposes but it does not impose’. (St. Pope John Paul 11)
I love the way delightful Pakistani lady articulated how her life has miraculously unfolded since painfully setting out on her arduous journey from Pakistan to Cahersiveen; ‘Everything in zigzag mode but God keeping everything straight for me’.
‘God writes straight with crooked lines’. (St. Teresa of Avila)
My powerful prayer🌟
Poor man lying on the cold ground in the pouring rain. I recognised him despite his devastatingly unkempt state. (One time he told me quite irately; ‘No way. I am a communist’ when I offered him my prayer.)
I called the Garda, there was nothing else I could do. While we waited getting soaked, I began to pray; Our Father who art in Heaven…. He joined in, praying along. We both prayed ‘Hail Mary… and then abruptly he told me to please stop praying. Suddenly it dawned on him that he was actually praying…..(Communists don’t pray much!)
I prayed Act of contrition; ‘O my God I am heartily sorry….He listened quietly. Garda arrived and soon after, an ambulance came for the poor man. Heartbreakingly sad but incredibly beautiful all at the same time.
Sadder still the fact that folk passed by in their cozy cars and did nothing!! I feel more pity for them than I do for my poor man half dressed on the cold ground in the pouring rain.
‘Mercy is having pains in your heart for the pains of another and taking pains to do something about their pain’. (Fr. George Kosicki)
‘The joy of the Lord is my strength’. (Nehemiah 8:10)