God is Good!

Seek the Lord while He may be found!

Sincerely Love Yourself

Grace, my second Great Grand Niece, tenderly holds her Great Grand Mother’s finger.  We all started off in the same place in our lives. Life is precious and a gift and we can’t let ourselves get so mad or depressed that we forget that. Everyone is important to someone.

Grace, my second Great Grand Niece, tenderly holds her Great Grand Mother’s finger. We all started off in the same place in our lives. Life is precious and a gift and we can’t let ourselves get so mad or depressed that we forget that. Everyone is important to someone.

This past month we had another terrible tragedy; the mass shooting in Oregon filled our lives with the horrors of death, and the stories of courage, love and compassion that came from it. It seems that year after year we read of the tragic deaths of men and women who are fed up with life.  They have reached the end of the ropes; their hearts are filled with self-loathing, hatred and anger.  They may take the lives of others and then in a final act of despair, take their own lives.

This spirit of self-hatred has to be the Number 1 spiritual disease in our nation, driving people of all ages to give up on life. All of us find the seeds of this deadly disease in our own lives to some degree.  Now and then we hate what we see in ourselves and fall out of love with life by being depressed and bitter towards all close to us.  How often we put ourselves down as being of little value.  We can trace most of our unhappy moments back to this self-hatred.

The sure cure is found in appreciating yourself as a lovable and a loving person. No matter what mistakes you have made or what failures you have endured, you are still of precious value.  Say often each day, possibly as you look in the mirror: “I love you.  You are a great person.  I care tremendously for you.”  Remind yourself of the many good things you have done in the past.  Think of your special gifts and talents; each one has these.

You will be astonished how this sincere respect for yourself will bring instant results. A new peace of heart, a renewed spirit of confidence, along with a strong desire to reach out to others will come into your life.  Do you have members of your family in a state of minor depression?  Keep telling them how lovable they are, how special their gifts are!  You will see a change.

When correcting faults of children, be sure to isolate the fault from the person of the child. Condemn the fault, but not the person behind the fault.  Believe me, each one of us is simply great – without exception!

Fr. George Mc Kenna

October 31, 2015 Posted by | Bulletins | , , , , , | 3 Comments

The Silence Of God

St. John the Baptist Preaching, c. 1665, by Cavaliere Calabrese, Via Wikipedia

St. John the Baptist Preaching, c. 1665,
by Cavaliere Calabrese, Via Wikipedia

Jesus said, “No man ever born was greater than John the Baptist.” One happening in the exciting Life of the Baptist has always inspired me to persevere in prayer.  John, the ever courageous preacher and forerunner of Jesus, the Messiah, his cousin, rebuked King Herod for his loose way of life.  The King, then threw the Baptist into a dirty dungeon in his summer palace, close to the Dead Sea.

For six months, John made no efforts to contact Jesus, a new powerful voice coming on the scene, except for one occasion. He sent a message to Christ to ask Him if he were the Messiah to come.  Notice, the Baptist, the prisoner, made no pleas for deliverance from his sad state.

From this attitude of John’s, I drew much inspiration. He bore the silence of Jesus without complaint or hard feelings.  From reports, he knew that Christ was aware of his imprisonment.  One day, the executioner came to take his head and John humbly submitted.

 The awful silence of God.  How often I have prayed and told God all my needs. . . Please take away this sickness. . . Release me from this prison of darkness of spirit. . . Help me to keep love in my heart amidst these cold living conditions. . . I never seem to have peace in my life. . .  Only, silence from God greeted most of these pleadings.

I knew He heard me and had power to release me from the many dungeons in which I found myself. Then, my faith faced a challenge.  “God doesn’t care about me.”  Fortunately, the example of the Baptist came to mind, his quiet acceptance of Christ’s silence during his six month imprisonment.  I continued to prayer with complete peace of heart.

In the past, the survivors of the Jewish Holocaust experienced the Silence of God in the heart breaking killings of millions of their fellow Jews by the Nazis. These men and women still ask, “Where was God while all these dastardly things were taking place?”  We can only say, “God’s silence remains a mystery known only to God.”

Fr. George Mc Kenna

October 26, 2015 Posted by | Bulletins | , , , , | 2 Comments