Last Thursday, we had a big storm roll through the Mid-Atlantic states. Schools closed early in anticipation of the powerful winds and possible flash flooding. It’s always good when the media gets the word out, although sometimes they present things in a rather apocalyptic fashion. In my area, the storm caused little damage, and things got back to normal quickly. That was the case for most people, but not for everyone.
Over the last several days, we’ve had a missionary priest visiting our parish. One of his challenges to us is to make efforts to bring our Anglo and Hispanic people together. Many of us want to see this happen, sooner rather than later, but it won’t be easy.
In some sense, many of us want to live with a certain isolation from those different than us. It might be that we just feel a bit more comfortable with the familiar. I don’t think this has to do with prejudice (although sometimes it does), but more likely we are so busy in our own little world that we don’t think we have the energy to put out the effort to learn a new language, culture etc.
St. Francis is one of the greatest saints in the history of Christianity. You can learn all about him by clicking his name above. As I mentioned in yesterday’s posting, I had the chance to be in Assisi for his feast day during the Jubilee Year of 2000. I’ve been to Assisi many times, but this trip was special. I was with my mother and sister, along with a good friend of mine who later became a priest.
Maybe I’ll do a posting about Assisi sometime soon, but for now I want to share some thoughts that come from Catherine Doherty’s book Grace in Every Season.
Ten years ago today, my family and I were celebrating the Jubilee Year in the Umbrian town of Assisi. October 4th is the feast day of St. Francis, and there is an ancient tradition of celebrating the vigil of his death with prayer. It’s known as the Transitus of St. Francis.
Those two days in Assisi were some of the most memorable of all my travels in Italy. Almost 800 years after his death, I hope this little video gives you some insight into this holy man of God.
One of the items on my shopping list was a re-supply of their 17 Bean & Barley Soup Mix I blogged about the other day. In fact, I bought several bags for my co-workers who asked me to pick a bag up for them.
A faithful friend is a sturdy shelter; he who finds one finds a treasure.
A faithful friend is beyond price,no sum can balance his worth.
A faithful friend is a life-saving remedy, such as he who fears God finds.
For he who fears God behaves accordingly, and his friend will be like himself.
I had the chance to go out to lunch with some friends today. It was good hanging out with them, enjoying a good meal and laughing a lot. I hate to admit it, but I don’t spend enough time with my friends. It seems like we’re all so busy that we end up too tired to make the effort to get together. Of course, this leaves us disconnected from the people we want to associate with, which leads to frustration and discouragement. Can this be good for us?