Year: 2018

Ephphatha — that is, Be opened!

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When we consider Jesus’ healings in the light of God’s coming kingdom we might be surprised not by the power of God’s plan, but by the gentleness of his love. God’s rule is made manifest not in a display of power, subjugating all of humanity to himself by force, but in the renewed humanity of a once-mute man.

God’s kingship is not imposed on the world from outside, as though he would oppress us with his power. Rather, God’s rule takes root in the renovation of human hearts. – Fr. Daniel O’Mullane

Beautifully written Homily (or perfect words) for today’s reading, Father Dan. Thank You! Wanted to share your thoughts with others who are out there wondering what Jesus is up to. Read complete post on Father Dan’s Blog

for Homily for the Twenty-Third Sunday in Ordinary Time

Sept 5, 2018.

 

Let Yourself be Drawn

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Let yourself be silently drawn by the strange pull of what you really love, it will not lead you astray” ~ Rumi

“A Beautiful Red Flower” For My Father

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To welcome the new year, we’re bringing you an amazing performance from two American banjo player legends, Abigail Washburn and Bela Fleck. They perform Hao Huo Hong literally meaning Good Flower Red.

The lyrics speak about the small red flowers that make up the blossoms of the pears trees on the mountains above the Yan River. Abigail Washburn relates the song’s history and the significance of the red flower in China:

“Hao Hua Hong is an age-old folk song from the native Buyi people who live in the high mountain forests of Guizhou. I learned the song from a record of the artist Gong Linna called Traditional Chinese Folk Songs. Every time this song would go by as I listened to her record I was moved by the quality of her voice and the idea of one small red leaf making a mountain to look of fire.”

On the Octave Day of Christmas: Solemnity of the Blessed Virgin Mary

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When you know your mission, be astonished by what God has done, and never stop treasuring it.

This week I was asked twice what Buco means in the dish, Osso Buco. Buco is the bone marrow that offers the flavor to the meal, the richness.

On this feast of Mary the mother of God, I would like to emphasize specially the word today’s Gospel associates with her: treasured. “Mary treasured these things and reflected on them in her heart.” She pondered them, turned them over, sought out their causes, saw their implications, allowed them to work their way into the marrow of her bones.

May the Mother Mary, God’s finest human creation, guard and keep this year, and bring the peace of her Son Jesus to our hearts and to our world.