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Sermon on the Mount   by  Carl Bloch

Sermon on the Mount by Carl Bloch

Every week, TV news reports a death of a notable person, citing his/her accomplishments.  A most recent report mentioned that this deceased man had written 80 books and 8,000 newspaper columns.  A week later, we heart nothing further of him.  Forgotten and gone.

Jesus of Nazareth died a criminal’s death 2,000 years ago.  Still, today, a billion of His followers mention His Name with reverence and love.  Every time I would go to the library, I would choose a book on his life from the hundreds available.  I wanted to know as much as I could about this remarkable person.  After reading about His exploits for all these years, I have only scratched the surface of His Life.

Some years ago, a friend of mine, Jeanne, in her middle 30’s told me how, suddenly, as never before, she saw the attractiveness of Jesus of Nazareth.  She began to give time to the people in her Parish with a hope that she could set afire a love in their hearts for This Christ.

Young women of her age began to group around her.  They saw how this new found love of Christ had changed her life, bringing Jeanne a joy and happiness they were not experiencing.  Several years afterward, a terminal illness struck Jeanne.  She died in peace, only after making her life a thrilling example of what happiness can come from being a follower of Christ.  People wept deeply at her Funeral Mass.

Have we ever turned on the radio, only to hear the last bars of a favorite piece of music, maybe, Beethoven’s 5th Symphony?  We cry out, “Oh, if I had only turned the radio on sooner, I could have heard my special music in its entirety.”  Too Late.

So, too, we may be on our death bed and suddenly, we have a vision of the Greatness and the Beauty of the Life of the young Rabbi from Nazareth as never before.  We see, with heartbreak, what we have been missing in life.  We sob, “Oh, if I had only experienced this earlier in life.”

Accept Christ’s loving invitation, “Follow Me.”  Try to realize that in taking this offer to heart, a peace and happiness will come, beyond all our belief.  Refuse to say . . . “I am not worthy.”  Isaiah, Paul and Peter said that.

Fr. George Mc Kenna

January 31, 2015 Posted by | Bulletins | , , , | 1 Comment

A Real Treasure, The Rosary Beads

Rosary3Father Robert Greene, a Maryknoll missionary in China, in the 1950’s, one of the heroes of my early Priesthood, found himself in a desperate situation.  Imprisoned by the Chinese Communists, he sat on the bare ground of his cell with none of his religious possessions.  The Communists had stripped him of everything.  With foresight, the priest had put a small part of a Consecrated Host in a match box.  With no Rosary beads, he broke five match sticks in halves to form a decade.

With these sticks on the table before him, Father Greene would offer his Rosary to his Heavenly Mother.  After a Hail Mary, he would move a stick to the other side of the table.  At times, when I find saying my Rosary difficult because of repetition and distractions, I adopt his method.

With the ten sticks before me, I pretend I am in a Chinese prison, desperate for consolation and courage.  My prayers take on a new intensity and meaning.  Maybe, all of us might try this way of prayer in times of dryness.  Father Greene came home, safe and sound.

Perhaps, we are overlooking the value of the Rosary, our prayer beads, sometimes called the “Apron Strings of our Mother Mary.”  For myself, I need to break up the Rosary by saying one decade in the morning and the others through the day at different times.  In this way, I pray the beads with more meaning and fewer distractions.  Learn the Mysteries.

Another use of the Rosary beads has helped my prayer life immensely.  When I’m sitting in Church or waiting in a doctor’s office, I finger my beads and put a short prayer on each one.  Impossible to be distracted!  Some examples of such prayers are, “Lord, help me to live today”, “My Jesus, mercy”, “Mary, be my mother.”  This method of making up my own prayers deepens my union with God.

So, treasure our Rosary beads.  As we lie in death in our coffin, a Rosary will be entwined in our fingers.  Carry it with us at all times.  Tell the children the power of this prayer of the Church.  If we can only say one decade a day, do this.  In five days, we will have said the Rosary. 

Try making up your own prayers on the beads.  Your children would enjoy such a creative way to talk to God.

Fr. George Mc Kenna

January 24, 2015 Posted by | Bulletins | , , | 2 Comments