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Peace Be With You

A new day dawns, A New Year Beckons,  May God’s Peace and Love be with all of you!

A new day dawns, A New Year Beckons,
May God’s Peace and Love be with all of you!

During times of peace, the arts flourish and the things of the spirit receive attention.  The paintings of artists, the works of sculptors and musicians, the writings of poets and essayists reach a high level of genius.

Look into your own life and you will discover that the high point of your accomplishments came when you had a deep peace in your spirit.  By accomplishments I mean the works of the spirit, such as an appreciation of God in your life, a burning love for those about you, an open heartedness to the messages life was bring you from God.

You need this harmony within you in order to make progress in living a fulfilled life.  The Lord offers you peace without strings attached.  You must be willing to accept His offer believing that this quietness of spirit is possible for you, even in the midst of this troubled world.

Drive out of your inner world the enemies of peace!  Spitefulness, a wish to “get even” with those who have mistreated you, a coldness towards all people because you have been hurt so often, the keeping alive of old “fires” and feuds – all these keep our spirit bubbling and boiling in a sea of poisonous mixtures.  “Peace be with you.”  Jesus says.  As 2013 comes to a close, and we look forward to the year ahead, may Christ’s Peace be with all of you!

                        Fr. George Mc Kenna

December 28, 2013 Posted by | Bulletins | , , , | 5 Comments

Great Expectations 2013

GreatExpectations1337 years ago, in 1976, a short time before Christmas, I was living in the town of Bethel (pop. 3,500), in far away Alaska, close to the Bering Sea.  Bethel had no roads leading out from it, except one to the airport, three miles away.  The only way to visit Bethel was by plane, by way of two jet flights each day from Anchorage, 500 miles away.  Not a single road ran between Bethel and Anchorage.

One windy Saturday night I left our Rectory at the Immaculate Conception Mission to drive to the town’s Community Chapel on the other side of Bethel to offer evening Mass.  The howling, screeching wind made driving our Chevy Van extremely difficult.

Arriving early, I found it nearly impossible to coax any heat out of the oil stove.  Inside, the temperature almost equaled the outside conditions at -10 degrees F and a wind chill of -50 degree F.  I pulled the altar as close as possible to the stove and put on my vestments over my great fur parka.  To anyone present I looked like a warrior from outer space.  That night, my only congregation consisted of a young Eskimo mother and her three little boys, with ages of two, three and four.

With breath coming from my lips in clouds, I prayed the simple, touching words of the Mass . . . “The Lord be with you . . . Lift up your hearts . . . Let us give thanks to the Lord, our God.”  All through the Mass, the youngest child played under the altar at my feet.  At the words of the Consecration, spoken by an ordinary human being, the Lord, The King of Kings, came down on our pour, rough altar.  After my own communion, I offered This Humble King to the little mother, with her face almost hidden in the parka.  At the finish of Mass, without a word, she and her little ones hastened out into the frightful darkness.

Emmanuel – God with us!  How consoling and uplifting to have Jesus, the humble, gracious King of Love, with us.  From His place in Heaven, He heard my words, “This is My Body . . . This is My Blood” and came down to the vast wilderness of Western Alaska to be with me and the Eskimo family.  What faith this little Eskimo mother had to venture out, with her little ones, on a winter’s night, filled with a gale-like wind, to give worship to the Child of Bethlehem.

What message did she receive in her heart that night to bring her to the Holy Child?  The shepherds, on the first Christmas night, heard heavenly voices announcing the Birth of the Savior.  Like these shepherds, the young faith filled Eskimo mother returned home, rich with heavenly gifts.

The moral of the Bethel story above is to treasure the Presence of the Child of Bethlehem in our lives.  This Christmas Day, 2013, we will make every sacrifice to leave our warm homes to offer worship in our Houses of Prayer! – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – –

A Memorable Mass

After 69 years of celebrating Mass, I look upon this Mass in Bethel, Alaska, as a memory I will always treasure.  Bethel (House of God) sounds like Bethlehem (House of Bread.). . . .  The coldness of the Bethel Chapel, much as it was in the stable of the First Christmas, told me of the hardships the Child, Mary and Joseph went through for my sake. . . .  The rough wooden altar – how similar to the manger where the Child was laid.  The presence of the Eskimo mother helped me understand the coming of the shepherds to the place of Jesus’

Of my messages – this one is my favorite for Christmas.  It is hard to believe that this will be the 3rd year that I will be posting this Christmas message on our Blog!  God is indeed Good!   I hope you don’t mind me sharing it with you again!  Merry Christmas to all!  I will be offering 10 Masses for all those who have sent me greetings!  God Bless!

Fr. George Mc Kenna

December 21, 2013 Posted by | Bulletins | , , , , | 14 Comments