Monday, May 30, 2011

Memorial Day

John J. Murphy, my dad, Camp Stewart, Georgia, circa 1941.

Dear Heavenly Father,

With a sober heart we come before You this Memorial Day. We pause for a moment and call to mind all the men and women who have died in the service of our nation since 1776.

Dear God, please look with mercy on our brave and selfless brothers and sisters, who did not shirk from their task but gave themselves completely to the cause of defending and protecting us all. Bless all who have given their lives for the sake of liberty, and grant them eternal rest with You.

We remember also our brave men and women now serving in our Armed Forces, both at home and abroad. Dear God, send out Your angels to protect them all. Help them discharge their duties honorably and well. Please bring them safely home to their families and loved ones. Please bring Your peace and mercy to our troubled world.

We ask this, Father, in the name of Jesus, Your Son, our Savior and Lord. Amen.

Memorial Day Memories post HERE!

Sunday, May 29, 2011

St. Philip the Deacon

The Book of Acts 8:5-8,14-17

Philip went to a Samaritan town and proclaimed the Christ to them. The people united in welcoming the message Philip preached, either because they had heard of the miracles he worked or because they saw them for themselves. There were, for example, unclean spirits that came shrieking out of many who were possessed, and several paralytics and cripples were cured. As a result there was great rejoicing in that town.

When the apostles in Jerusalem heard that Samaria had accepted the word of God, they sent Peter and John to them, and they went down there, and prayed for the Samaritans to receive the Holy Spirit, for as yet he had not come down on any of them: they had only been baptised in the name of the Lord Jesus. Then they laid hands on them, and they received the Holy Spirit.

Saturday, May 28, 2011

Merton on Poets

"Many poets are not poets for the same reason that many religious men are not saints: they never succeed in being themselves. They never get around to being the particular poet or the particular monk they are intended to be by God. They never become the man or the artist who is called for by all the circumstances of their individual lives. They waste their years in vain efforts to be some other poet, some other saint...They wear out their minds and bodies in a hopeless endeavor to have somebody else's experiences or write somebody else's poems."

* Thomas Merton is speaking here of poets - poets who write out of someone else's experience, not their own. I think we can say the same for a homilest. If a priest, deacon, or even a bishop offers a homily without at least a part of it coming out of his own experience, the congregation will not believe it. As a newly ordained Catholic deacon, I have the awesome responsibility of words will have to be real - from the heart - from my own experience - they must ring true...or my words will be written and spoken in vain.

* Above image by Simon Clayton, in China

Monday, May 23, 2011

Deacon Paul Carris

You can read the story of my friend, Deacon and Hero, Paul Carris HERE

Sunday, May 22, 2011

Permanent Diaconate Class of 2011 Archdiocese of Newark

Lord Jesus, you came to serve, not to be served,

form within us your generous spirit;

Fill us with your love,

that we may love the Father as your love him.

Fill us with your compassion,

that we may see our brothers and sisters

as you see them.

Fill us with your courage,

that we may give our lives in service to the Church

as you gave your life for her.

Fill us with that Spirit which will make us

preachers of your Word,

ministers of your Sacrifice,

servants of your Bride,

friends of the poor,

and the voice of the forgotten.

Transform us through your Holy Spirit

so that we may transform the world into

Your Kingdom of justice and faith.


by Fr. Benedict D. O'Cinnsealaigh

Friday, May 20, 2011

These they set before the Apostles

Acts 6:3,6 "Wherefore, brethren, look ye out among you seven men of good reputation, full of the Holy Ghost and wisdom, whom we may appoint over this business...These they set before the apostles; and they praying, imposed hands upon them."

Thursday, May 19, 2011

Almost there...

These last few months have been difficult for me to take the time to post, as I was very busy with my "diaconal formation" studies. Well, that time has come to an end. Ordination is coming very soon, actually this Saturday. Five years of formation has flown by. I have so many to thank - of course GOD! - family, friends, and religious who have helped me along the way...but one person in particular is always with me...Thomas Merton...he is always guiding me...keeping it all real.... So - I will be posting much more in the days ahead...

Fr. Louis (Merton) on the diaconate...

The first thing about the diaconate is that it is big. The more I think about it the more I realize that it is a Major Order. You are supposed to be the strength of the Church. You receive the Holy Spirit ad robur, not only for yourself, but to support the whole Church.

Thursday, May 12, 2011

More on Silence

People will tell you that silence in a monastery is something sad, a difficult point of the Rule. Nothing could be more mistaken than that idea. Silence in a Trappist monastery is the most cheerful jargon imaginable! Indeed, if God enabled us to read hearts, we would see that from a glum-looking Trappist who passes his life in silence, there flows in steady streams a gloriously jubilant song to his Creator, a song full of love for and joy in his God, the loving Father who cares for and comforts him. Trappists converse with God in silence.

St. Rafael Arnaz Baron

* image > Retreat house chapel, St. Joseph's Abbey Spencer, Mass.

Tuesday, May 10, 2011

Archbishop Timothy Dolan and Dr. Alveda King, on abortion.

An interesting conversation with Archbishop Timothy Dolan and Dr. Alveda King.

Wednesday, May 4, 2011

St. Ignatius of Loyola

The last five days I was on canonical retreat at the Loyola Retreat Center in Morristown, New Jersey. I shot this image in the retreat house, of a stained glass window, showing St. Ignatius looking up at the Blessed Virgin. I cropped the image to focus on Ignatius. The golden ray of light shining on Ignatius is that same light that shines on all of us. It is always there. It is our own decision to face the light or turn away.

O Christ Jesus,
when all is darkness
and we feel our weakness and helplessness,
give us the sense of Your presence,
Your love, and Your strength.
Help us to have perfect trust
in Your protecting love
and strengthening power,
so that nothing may frighten or worry us,
for, living close to You,
we shall see Your hand,
Your purpose, Your will through all things.

By Saint Ignatius of Loyola