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God Answers All Prayers

prayerOne day, back in 1933, Sister Angelista, CSC, our 8th Grade teacher at St. Theodore’s School brought five of us boys down six flights of stairs to the Church. Sister, not a youngster, placed us in different parts of the Church and told us to pray about our poor conduct in class. In the time give us, I mulled over my selfishness in bringing Sister Angelista up and down those long stairways. When Sister came back, I was still praying on my knees asking God to give me some sense. I consider those minutes a watershed experience in my life, an occasion of change of outlook on life. Prayer took on preciousness for me. Sister Angelista came to my First Mass.

We need prayer as much as we need food, drink and air. I treasure prayer, conversation with God, the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit as the best of all gifts. In speaking to God, I enter into the presence of these Three Holy Persons, and share my thoughts and hopes with Them. Oftentimes people lose interest in prayer because it seems to them that God has turned a deaf ear to their prayers.

Let the word go forth that God answers all prayers. This is not a matter, on God’s part, of picking and choosing from all the prayers that rise to Heaven. Perhaps a few examples will make this good news clear. Suppose I have been praying for peace in the world? Nothing appears to be happening. Unknown to me, in a home down the street from me, where every day, loud and angry voices spill out hateful words, a sudden stillness comes. The members of the family begin to respect each other. A lasting peace has come to a little part of the world. God has answered my prayer!

Many of God’s people suffer pain, exhausting sicknesses. Their please to God begs the Almighty to take away all this discomfort, but many times, the sick conditions stay as they are. Has God refused to hear their prayers? No! One morning, a new attitude of acceptance comes into the mind of the distraught patient . . . I will bear with this pain for the Love of God! . . . Peace and courage fill the heart! These new insights come as an answer to prayer.

I, speaking for myself personally, find this truth about God hearing and answering all prayers most consoling! When I am experiencing dark nights of the soul, I cry out, “Jesus, Help me!”, again and again. How helpful to believe that those few words are flying into the Face of God! Gradually, peace and light fill my once disturbed spirit. In other words, no prayer is ever wasted – thanks, praise, sorrow, petition.

Many times in 8th Grade, Sister Angelista encouraged me to think of the Priesthood, but only in the final days of the school year did that way of life look inviting. Was Sister praying for me all year?

Fr. George Mc Kenna

October 23, 2016 Posted by | Bulletins | , , , , , , | 4 Comments

In A Cathedral In Florence, Italy

The Last Supper, by Valentin de Boulogne, Via Wikipedia

The Last Supper, by Valentin de Boulogne, Via Wikipedia

In Florence, Italy, the Cathedral of St. Mary of the Fields, with its multi-colored exterior brick, stands out as an architectural gem in that center of art and culture.  One warm, fall afternoon, I stepped into its cool interior to view its beauty and enjoy its silence.

A giant sized painting of the Last Supper covered the back wall of the Sanctuary.  Suddenly, to my joy, the Cathedral organist, evidently a world class musician began playing an original piece of music.  To my surprise, the virtuoso moved up and down the scale in different keys on only four notes – filling the great Cathedral with soul stirring chords of music, now faint, now thunderous.

“How can all this glorious music dome from only four notes”, I asked myself.  As never before, my spirit sang out in joy at this unexpected musical treat which went on for an hour.

As I sat looking, in the semi-darkness, at the painting of the Last Supper, I kept thinking of the Words that Jesus spoke that night before He died.  On that evening, on two occasions, He spoke four Words . . . “This is My Body” . . . and . . . “This is My Blood.”

Were any more inspiring Words ever spoken on this earth?  I connected those four Words with the powerful music being played on just four notes in the Cathedral that afternoon.

I pictured in my mind’s eye all the priests down through the centuries as they offered Mass and said these Sacred Words . . . sometimes in small chapels, great basilicas, on fenders of Jeeps in wartime, in horrid conditions of concentration camps.  What a holy concert of music these Words of Christ have added to the world!

Often, since that time, I have traveled back in spirit to this splendid place of worship in Florence.  In doing so, I renewed in myself the power, the glory and the majesty of those Holy Words spoken by the Lord on the night before He died.

As we attend Mass, listen carefully for those inspiring Words of Consecration, which bring the Lord down on our altars.  Treasure them!

Fr. George Mc Kenna

October 17, 2016 Posted by | Bulletins | , , , | 3 Comments