The Easter Triduum, the “Three Days”, is the celebration of the Christian Passover. Just as our Jewish ancestors gathered annually to remember the events of their release from slavery in Egypt, so too, we gather to celebrate our Passover from death to life in Christ. The Triduum is at the heart and soul of our Christian faith, commemorating the triumph of God’s love over darkness and death. It’s the fullest ritual expression of what it means to be a Christian. In our reliving and remembering, we’re renewed and reborn along with the newly initiated members of our community. Read More
On the Inside; On the Outside
This reflection comes from Mere Christianity by C.S. Lewis:
A live body is not one that never gets hurt, but one that can to some extent repair itself. In the same way a Christian is not a man who never goes wrong, but a man who is enabled to repent and pick himself up and begin over again after each stumble – because the Christ-life is inside him, repairing him all the time, enabling him to repeat (in some degree) the kind of voluntary death which Christ himself carried out. Read More
Ash Wednesday officially begins our Lenten season. Growing up, we were told to do certain things, to act in certain ways, and to fast on certain days. But we often forget as we get older what Lent is all about.
Here is a link to some good information from Our Sunday Visitor: Read More
Sometimes, all of us get wrapped up in our own little world. We become self-absorbed, and we want to hang onto our God-given gifts because they’re ours. Here is a little prayer that will hopefully help break this “it’s all about me” syndrome.
Touch your forehead, mouth, heart and hands as you say this: Read More
This was my homily on the 6th Sunday of Ordinary Time, Sunday, February 12th.
Do you always want your beloved child to run up to you and give you a big hug? At all times?
Several years ago when my boys were small, they discovered these large clay deposits near a swimming hole on one of our camping trips. They also quickly discovered that this clay made great body paint! They would get all wet, and then smear the clay all over their body. Read More
A man who worked in a sawmill lost his wristwatch in a large pile of sawdust. The crew stopped the machines and they all began looking, but they could not find the watch. They decided that they would go to lunch and look again when they returned. After lunch, a young boy was standing there with the wristwatch in his hand. The man said, “How did you find it?” The boy replied, “Well, I just laid down in the sawdust and listened for the ticking.”
That is prayer!!!