“It often happens that I wake up at night and begin to think about a serious problem and decide I must tell the Pope about it. Then I wake up completely and remember that I am the Pope.”—Pope John XXIII
“Just over a week into the mission, one of us realized it was Sunday again, two weeks after Easter. Our shifts overlapped for a few hours, so during one orbital night Sid, Kevin and I gathered on the flight deck for a short Communion service.
Kevin, a eucharistic minister, carried the Blessed Sacrament with him, contained within a simple golden pyx. The three of us shared our amazement at experiencing the beauty of creation, and thanked God for good companions and the success achieved so far. Then Kevin shared the Body of Christ with Sid and me, and we floated weightless on the flight deck, grateful for this moment of comradeship and communion with Christ.
Our silent reflection was interrupted by a sudden burst of dazzling white light. The sun had risen (as it did 16 times each day) just as we finished Communion, and now its pure radiance streamed through Endeavour’s cockpit windows and bathed us in its warmth. To me, this was a beautiful sign, God’s gentle touch confirming our union with him.
I rolled away from my crewmates, unable to stem the tears evoked by that singular sunrise. My gaze turned to the overhead windows and the Pacific Ocean, the dawn lighting its surface in a rich, limitless blue.
I called out to Kevin and Sid, “Look at that ocean—what an incredible color!” They both turned and drank in hues unmatched by the palette of any human artist. After a moment, Kevin said simply, “It’s the blue of the Virgin’s veil, Tom.” He was right. There were no other words for that vision out the window.”
Yes, it is time to examine the past with courage, to assign responsibility where it is due in a review of the long history of humanity. Women have contributed to that history as much as men and, more often than not, they did so in much more difficult conditions. I think particularly of those…
Been seeing a lot of posts on Heaven and the afterlife lately, so I figured I’d share my handout. Feel free to use it however you like!
“Our hearts are restless until they rest in Thee, O Lord” –St. Augustine
Our culture loves the idea of an afterlife. The idea of a “better place” after our lives on earth has captivated the human imagination since the dawn of man. Images of the afterlife are everywhere in popular culture; people laying on clouds, tiny demons with pitch forks, St. Peter and the Pearly Gates, are scenes we all recognize among many others. Unfortunately though the popular culture does not reflect what the Church actually believes about the afterlife. We have many misconceptions which can make the afterlife seem contradictory to what we believe, leading to doubt and cynicism. I have found that the best way to think of “Heaven, Hell, and Purgatory” is to instead think of, “Love, the absence of Love, and learning to love.”
Second half of “Waving Flag” by K’naan. Pro-life is not pro perpetual war.
So many wars, settling scores Bringing us promises, leaving us poor I heard them say, love is the way Love is the answer, that’s what they say, But look how they treat us, make us believers We fight their battles, then they deceive us Try to control us, they couldn’t hold us Cause we just move forward like Buffalo Soldiers
But we struggling, fighting to eat And we wondering, when we’ll be free So we patiently wait, for that faithful day It’s not far away, but for now we say
When I get older, I will be stronger They’ll call me freedom, just like a Waving Flag And then it goes back, and then it goes back And then it goes back
Grab “My Life with the Saints” by Fr. James Martin, SJ. I’ve been leading a book club at the parish this summer, and people are getting so much out of this book. Plus, they are making new friends in Heaven, “I feel like every week I have a new best friend!”
Go get it! Have you read the book? If so share here!
“There is but one Son of God by nature, who in his compassion became Son of man for our sakes, that we, by nature sons of men, might by grace become through him sons of God.”—St. Augustine, the City of God (via ephremhiphop)
“Access is possible: Christ is the door. It was opened for you when his side was opened by the lance. Remember what flowed out from his side: chose where you want to enter Christ. From the side of Christ as he hung dying on the Cross there flowed out blood and water, when it was pierced by a lance. Your purification is in that water, your redemption in that blood.”—St. Augustine (via ephremhiphop)