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Saint Francis Receiving the Stigmata El Greco Via Wikipedia

Saint Francis Receiving the Stigmata
El Greco
Via Wikipedia

Death finds all, the rich, the King in his palace, the poor man in his hovel. No one can buy him off.  Treasure the gift of life while still living and breathing.

Years and years ago, my mother and I planned a trip to Ireland so that after a 50 year absence, she might see her two living sisters. People around us said: “That’s too costly.  You shouldn’t go.”  Foolishly we cancelled our trip, allowing others to rob my mother of a memory of a lifetime, her one and only vacation.  That incident taught me many lessons about listening to others who would cheat me of fulfilling my dreams with their shortsighted advice.

Make use of the present opportunities you have in life because the chance to use them may never come again. Honestly ask yourself, “Am I living as if I planned never to die?  I would like to take that trip to see my family, the old country, but possibly, I should wait.”  Go now while you can.  Take a risk.

When you think of death in a positive way, as an angel of light, you will take each day as a treasured gift from God. Friends will mean more to you, especially your family.  Personally, each day I hold out my arms to Sister Death, as St. Francis used to call her, and say: “Come today or tonight Sister Death, I welcome you.”

This welcoming attitude towards death brings peace of heart, terrific enthusiasm for living and a lighthearted outlook on life. Why worry too much about anything?  Death will be a cure for everything.  With this frame of mind, you will notice an urgency in your life, to want to do all the wholesome things you have in your plans.

Why deny yourself needed conveniences for your home if you have the money for them? Buy them now!  Invest in a good music system for your home, an enriching investment for all.   Spend money on yourself, good clothes, spruce up your living quarters.  Why leave all your money to those who might squabble about it or show you little thanks?

Have the personal enjoyment of giving some of your money to a good charity or some God related projects. Yes, save something for rainy days, but too often that thinking is exaggerated.  How long are we going to live anyway?

Make death a friend, a cherished companion, interesting, charming.

Fr. George Mc Kenna

October 11, 2014 Posted by | Bulletins | , , , , , , | 5 Comments

The Love Story That Could Be

LoveOn May 25, 1979 a huge airplane, a DC-10, crashed on takeoff at O’Hare field, with loss of life to all 258 passengers.  As relatives of the victims flocked to the airport, reporters heard a common thread of thought running through their remarks.  “I never told him how much I loved him.”  “My daughter grew up without knowing how dearly I cared for her.”

The statements show a glaring weakness in family life that still resides today.  Members of families are reluctant to tell each other, “I love you.”  The words “I love you” stick in the throats of parents, children and friends.  Some would say these words are “too strong an expression”, others would claim they are “Too sentimental.”  Unfortunately many have to guess at the love others have for them and in the meantime lose out on strong encouragement to live.

Many members of families feel unlovable because no one has told them “I love you.”  When someone feels loved by another strange mysterious things begin to happen in the heart.  The one to whom the love is directed takes on a new self-esteem.  A strong desire to make oneself a better person comes to the one loved.

 On a Christmas card to me many years ago my brother wrote these words: “How much we love you.”  Never before had he written in these terms of affection.  The words touched my heart in a personal way, bringing me much happiness and encouragement for that Holy Season.

Shyness, timidity and fear of being laughed at hold back sincere people from expressions of love for others in the family.   At first it may be difficult and embarrassing to say “I love you” but soon it grows easier.  These words send a healing into hearts hurt by the world.

Years back, a priest friend in Alaska, the Director of radio station KNOM in the remote village of Nome, finished his letter of thanks for my contribution with these words: “Lots of love and prayers.”  Strangely the words affected my whole outlook in a positive and joyous way.  I began using those same words when writing to friends.

Another priest friend of mine used to end his letters to his parishioners in this way: “Luv You.”  He found it a good way to say “You people mean much to me, your priest.”

Luv You!  Fr. George

                        Fr. George Mc Kenna

November 9, 2013 Posted by | Bulletins | , , , , , , | 7 Comments