Great Irish Dominicans Thomas Burke op

Great Irish Dominican Thomas Burke op

If you ever find yourself wanIdering around the Claddagh, where the River Corrib meets Galway Bay, you’ll find there an imposing statue of a Dominican friar in a dramatic pose, his arm held aloft, with a Bible in his hand. The name on the plinth is that of one of the most famous preachers of modern times, Thomas Nicholas Burke OP.

Burke was a Galwayman, born in 1830, and reared in Kirwan’s Lane at the heart of the city. At the age of 17 he joined the Dominicans, whom he had got to know in the Claddagh, and he travelled to Italy for studies. He was rapidly identified as a man of special intelligence and discipline. Even before he was ordained a priest, he was appointed master of novices in Woodchester in England at the age of 21.

Four years later, he was assigned to Tallaght, to the small house which the Order had just bought to function as a novitiate. It was a makeshift setup there was no church and worship took place in a converted barn. For the next decade, he was dedicated to instilling spiritual discipline in the young men who came to Tallaght, before they went on to Rome or Cork or Esker for further studies.

During this time, though, he began to preach charity sermons on a regular basis. He had lived through the Famine in Galway, and for the rest of his life he was

always ready to labour for the cause of feeding the poor. Very soon people began to notice his talent as a preacher, and his fame grew when he was assigned to Rome, and then to St Saviour’s in Dublin. One contemporary writes of his preaching: ‘He electrified his congregation … His dramatic power was marvelous and as a word painter I have never seen his equal’.

He began to draw huge crowds wherever he preached. 50,000 people heard him preach at the reinterring of Daniel O’Connell’s remains in Glasnevin Cemetery. And it wasn’t just Catholics who came to hear him preach. In one of James Joyce’s stories in Dubliners, one of the characters recalls, ‘There used always be crowds of Protestants in the chapel when Father Tom was preaching’.

When Burke returned to Rome, as a theological expert at the First Vatican Council, his English-language sermons drew many of the Council Fathers, as well as the American poet Longfellow, who came to hold the Galwayman in great affection.

Outside of the pulpit, he was a big and loveable personality. One who knew him wrote that he was ‘the humblest and most childlike of men’. He was a lively character too, and some speculated at the time that the only reason he wasn’t made a bishop is that he was too much of a joker. He was disci- plined, but a free spirit too. During the First Vatican Council he man- aged to get himself invited to a gathering of bishops from the Arab world, and an Irish bishop found him there, sitting cross legged on the floor, smoking a hookah and drinking coffee!

An American Hero

His fame really took off in 1871, though. He travelled to America, initially for a few weeks, but invitations to preach began rolling in, so that two years later he was still Father Thomas Nicholas Burke’s statue, Galway, by John F Kavanagh

in America, having delivered some 700 sermons and lectures. He gave secular addresses too, to mixed audiences, on the Catholic Church in modern America, on the Catholic Church and science, on the value of Ireland’s traditional music, and in defence of the Irish national cause. One collection of his lectures from that time was entitled ‘English Misrule in

Ireland’.

A great deal of this preaching work involved fundraising for local charities he raised some £80,000 for charity on that American visit, an immense sum. Importantly for his confrères in Tallaght, he also raised. £2,000 for the priory, sin- single-handedly clearing the debt on the new priory building, which stands to this day. It was clear, though, that he was by that time a sick man, and his famous voice could hardly be heard above the wind. Ever since his trip to America he had been prone to chest infections and stomach ulcers, and his punishing schedule left no time for recovery.

Near the end of June 1883, he rose from his sickbed here in Tallaght to preach a charity sermon in Gardiner St. It was in aid of children suffering hunger in Donegal, and he felt he simply couldn’t refuse the invitation. A man who was in that congregation later described him leaning heavily with both hands on the pulpit, struggling to raise his voice in his last cry for the poor. ‘Many wept outright, and even strong men were deeply moved’.

A few days later, the great preacher went to his reward. Pope Leo XIII sent a personal message to be read at his funeral: “The death of this great orator and excellent religious has placed in mourning not only his order and all Ireland, but the universal Church’

Sing To The Lord- Eternal Rest

Ray Hughes

We have a Very particular tradi- The next time you read a death We have a very pad. When I notice, or hear the announcements explain it to some of my friends from abroad, they find it peculiar. As a nation we very frequently check death notices. Once upon a time this was confined to the newspaper. With the coming of local radio, most radio providers broadcast death notices once or twice a day.

Technological advances have also added another channel for this activity, with many websites providing information on the passing of our brothers and sisters. These messages give details of funerals, and requests, and while to those on the outside it may seem like a peculiarly dark habit, it is a very important part of our social fabric. It is no stranger than the practice you can see on the continent where death notices, with photographs, are past- ed to the walls of buildings.

on the radio, take notice of how a funeral Mass is described. Sometimes it is simply called the funeral Mass. Sometimes the Mass of the Resurrection, but often the Mass is referred to as a Requiem Mass. This is the proper title given to the Eucharist celebrated for the dead. The title Requiem Mass comes from the very first words of a short hymn in Latin, Requiem Aeternum.

This basically means eternal rest, and it is the beginning of the prayer that I’m sure you are familiar with “Eternal rest grant unto them, O Lord.” The word requiem is very much associated with our reverence for the dead. The letters R.I.P. stand for Requiescat in Pace, which in English translates as “Rest in Peace.” Going back to the early Church,

death was seen as sleep before the resurrection of the body at the end of time. In ancient Rome, the dead were buried in a ‘necropolis’ which literally means ‘city of the dead.’ This did not suit the Christian understanding of death. Slowly, a new word was introduced – cemetery – a place where someone slept. After the toil and struggle of life, a time of rest was prayed for. Another element of the hymn is perpetual light: “may perpetual light shine upon them.” Scripture is filled with references to light.

In Genesis, God says, “Let there be light, and there was light.” (Gen 1:3) After Moses met God face to face on the mountain, his face shone like light, so much so that he had to cover his face. (Ex 34:29-35) In St. Paul’s letter to Timothy, he says that God lives in “unapproachable light” (1 Tim 6:16) If you read the Book of Revelation, the last book of the Bible, St. John describes the new heaven. He says that there is no need for the moon or sun, because God Himself will be the light.

(Rev 21:23) God is the source of light, and those who live in God live in His light. The prayer that our loved dead should live in the light of God is indeed very beautiful. It gives us hope, especially when we are grieving.

Writing these words in dark November, I think of all the people who have now gone before us with the sign of faith. Bring your own to mind. There is nothing we can do for them now, except pray for them. Even today a new set of death notices is being prepared.

There will be another one tomorrow, and another one the day after that. So it will continue until the end of time. We will join that number, tragic as that may sound. We, too will then desire the eternal rest and perpetual light that we have wished to so many over the years. Life will be changed, not ended.

Our faith gives us the promise of eternal life. Until then, we pray the Requiem may eternal rest be given, and perpetual light shine upon them.

Irish Dominican Martyrs: FR Peter Higghin Op

Fr Peter Higgins OP is not to be confused with Fr Peter Higgins OP, who featured in this section of our magazine in May and who was Prior of Naas. Fr Higghin Op was a member of the Dublin Community of Dominicans.

The Medieval Dublin Castle. The Irish Rebellion of 1641 was initiated on 23 October 1641 by Catholic gentry and military officers. The roots of this uprising derived from the colonisation that followed the Tudor conquest of Ireland, and the alienation of the Catholic gentry from the newly-Protestant England state in the decades that followed.

Plantations in 16th and 17th-century Ireland saw the confiscation of Irish-owned land for the purpose of resettling people from Great Britain. The English Crown regarded the plantations as a means of controlling, anglicising and ‘civilizing’ Gaelic Ireland.

Those involved in the uprising demanded an end to anti-Catholic discrimination, greater Irish self-governance and a return of confiscated Catholic lands. Unfortunately, the number of sectarian atrocities committed against the Protestants has led to a debate among historians as to whether this may have been due to a loss of control among the leadership.

Contemporary pamphlets published in London contained lurid details of the rebellion massacres and suggested over 200,000 Protestants (more than the entire settler population) had lost their lives. Reports like these intensified existing sectarian animosity on both sides. Fr Higghin was a victim of the religious violence which flood- ed the country.

The unfortunate priest was imprisoned in the Castle of Dublin on trumped-up charges simply because he was a Catholic clergyman. On three occasions, his prior visited the prison in disguise with some necessities and gave him absolution. The charges against Fr Peter could not be proved and it was a sign of his known virtue that many Protestants declared that he was innocent of any wrongdoing.

On the day of his mock trial and execution he declared publicly that he was innocent of any crime, and he openly professed his adhesion to the Catholic faith. His constancy in the midst of his sufferings and the joy on his face moved many to tears. He was hanged on 23 March 1642 and after death his skull was broken with the blow of the butt of a gun. The 1641 Rebellion was the first significant sectarian rebellion in Irish history and gave rise to a decade of war and the vengeance of Oliver Cromwell.

The celebration of a person’s birthday and the attainment of one more year in our lives is something many of us have in common. Today, we consider birthdays as happy occasions to be celebrated with the receiving of birthday cards and presents and a gathering of family and friends to mark the occasion. However, looking back in his- tory we can see that birthdays were not always a day to celebrate. It is believed that the custom of marking a person’s birth date can be traced way back before the rise of Christianity and has its origins in ancient mystical beliefs and customs.

Ancient Beginnings

In Europe, thousands of years ago people believed that evil spirits were attracted to people on their birthdays and would try to harm
them. A way to keep them at bay was to surround one’s self with family and friends who would bring good thoughts and would attempt to protect their friend or loved one by blowing horns, banging drums, and making as much noise as possible to scare off any evil spirits lurking about.
In other early civilisations, such as that of Ancient Egypt, the marking of birthdays was linked to astrology and the casting of a person’s horoscope, particularly that of the ruling Pharaoh, his successors and rivals.

It was deemed important to foretell what their futures were because what happened to them would affect the entire society, and so their birthday omens were meticulously examined. There is no documented evidence to suggest that early common

citizens of this time marked their birthdays with any kind of celebration. However, it is well-documented that the Pharaoh of ancient Egypt would mark the occasion with a great feast for his courtiers
and followers. However, the Egyptians believed that the Pharaoh’s birthday marked the day he became a god, not the day he was born as a human.

In ancient Greece, birthdays were also linked to deities. The Greeks believed that each person had a protective spirit that watched over them from birth. They would make offerings of cakes to Artemis, the goddess of the moon, which they would shape to resemble the moon. The candles placed on the cakes symbolised the light of the moon and served as a form of com- communication with the goddess, with the hope that the smoke from the candles would carry prayers to the deities.

In Ancient Rome, the birthdays of prominent individuals, especially those of political importance and status, were celebrated. These celebrations, known as dies natalis, were marked with festive gatherings, food, and gifts. The emperor would hold a huge celebration, which included parties, parades, circuses and even gladiators fighting against each other to honour the emperor’s birthday. By the
fourth century it had also become common practice for ordinary wealthy citizens of Rome to celebrate their birthday too.

Religious Skepticism

In the early centuries of Christianity, birthday celebrations were not widely observed among Christians. The Church was initially skeptical of such celebrations because of their association with pagan customs, astrology, and superstitions, which the early Church sought to distance itself from.

Instead, early Christians placed greater emphasis on celebrating the anniversaries of saints and martyrs, known as feast days, rather than the birth anniversaries of ordinary individuals. For the Church, the day of a saint’s death was seen as their true “birthday” into eternal life, a con- cept that underscored the Christian focus on the afterlife rather than of the nineteenth century. Victorian earthly life.

However, as Christianity spread and evolved, the idea of personal birthday celebrations began to gain acceptance. By the medieval period, it became more common for Catholics to acknowledge birthdays, though it was still not a major focus within the faith, but was seen as milestone in one’s spiritual journey, marked by God’s continuous presence and guidance.

Medieval Europe To Modern Day Traditions

For much of early European history ry, baptism was the primary celebration associated with birth and it was still rare for the working man to celebrate with a birthday feast. However, by the Reformation in the sixteenth century, celebrating one’s birthday became more common. Over the following centuries, the marking of one’s birthday developed into a significant annual event in people’s lives, particularly in Europe and America. The industrial revolution played a significant role in this shift, as increased prosperity allowed more people to afford such cel- celebrations.

Many of the traditions we associate with birthdays today began to take shape in the Victorian era Birthday traditions were influenced by a variety of cultural, religious, and social factors from earlier periods, particularly in Europe. One of the strongest influences came from Germany, where children’s birthdays, or “Kinderfeste,” had long been celebrated. The idea of baking a cake with candles to represent the child’s age and making a wish while blowing them out likely originated from here and spread throughout Europe and eventually to America.

Queen Victoria herself had elaborate birthday celebrations, which helped popularise the idea of celebrating birthdays on a grander scale. Her public birthday festivities and those of her children set a tone for what was fashionable, influencing the middle and upper classes to follow suit. These festivities often included organised games and activities, many of Kinderfeste by Ludwig Knaus, 1868. Kinderfest was one of the strongest influences on Victorianera birthday parties.

which had roots in older traditions but became more formalised and widespread during this time. The Victorian era also saw an increase in gift-giving on birthdays, influenced by royal traditions. Previously, gifts were exchanged mainly at Christmas, but Victorians started making birthday presents an important part of the celebration.

The Twentieth Century And Beyond

In the twentieth century, birthday celebrations became a global phenomenon, transcending cultural and social boundaries. The commercialization of birthdays, driven by marketing and media, introduced new elements like themed parties, decorations, and the iconic “Happy Birthday” song. Although this song isn’t anywhere near as old as birthday cakes and candles, being only just over a hundred years old, it is sung at every kind of birthday celebration across the world.

The Song Is Believed To Be

The joint work of two American sisters, Mildred J. Hill, who was a school teacher, and Dr Patty Smith Hill, who was Principal in the same school. Originally entitled Good Morning to All, it was first published in 1893 in the book Song Stories for the Kindergarten. Today, the song is one of the most popular songs in the English language, has been translatedinto dozens of other languages, and is sung all over the world

Birthday celebrations have come a long way from their ancient origins as exclusive rituals for gods and rulers. These days, people of every race and social status celebrate birthdays globally. Customs may vary from one country to another, with each of us marking it in our own unique way, depending on our traditions and beliefs. But whether it’s a large organised event or a small family gathering, it’s a day for having fun with loved ones. And, if it’s your birthday today…

On 13 October 1936, a forty-four-year-old man named Saunders Lewis stood in the dock of a court in Caernarfon, Wales. He was a rather short man with dark hair and piercing eyes. He was there on the charge of burning down government property. An Air Force training school for bomber pilots, which had been under construction in a deeply historic area in Wales, had been set ablaze. The defendant didn’t deny burning down the building. In fact, he and his accomplices had immediately alerted the police themselves.

Saunders Lewis’s plea was that the act was one of civil disobedience, rather than criminal vandalism.
Lewis was no hooligan, but an eminently respectable man. He was a lecturer in University College, Swansea; a husband and a father; a veteran of the First World War, who had served with distinction, and the leader of a political party, the National Party of Wales, which he had helped to create.

As well as all this, he was a very devout Catholic. Although he had only been received into the Catholic Church four years before, he had been drawn towards it for many years prior to that. He had married a Catholic woman from Ireland in 1924- much to the disapproval of his father, who was a Methodist minister. Catholicism was viewed with great suspicion in Wales at this time. Lewis would eventually resign from the leadership of the National Party of Wales, fearing that his Catholicism was losing support for the party.

Lewis’s performance in the courtroom that day has been called a masterpiece of oratory. Admitting that they had caused two thousand pounds worth of damage, he asserteded that the building of the bombing school would do much greater damage to Wales. The site on which it was being built had many historical associations, inncluding being a home for poets and Christian pilgrims. Thousands of Welsh people had already protested the proposed construction but had been ignored.

This is how Lewis put it: “The loss that this bombing range, if it be not withdrawn, will cause to Wales is not a loss that can be estimated in thousands of pounds. You cannot calculate in figures the irreparable loss of a home of literature, of a tradition of rural Welsh civilization stretching back fourteen hundred years. These things have no price. You cannot pay compensation for them… We were compelled, therefore, to do serious damage to the bombing school buildings. Only serious damage could ensure that we should appear before a jury of our fellow countrymen in a last desperate and vital effort to bring the immorality of the Government’s action before the judgement of Christian Wales.”

On that day in Caernarfon, the jury was unable to reach a verdict. The case was tried again in London, where all three defendants were found guilty and sentenced to eighteen months in Wormwood Scrubs prison, London. Saunders Lewis lost his job at the university. The construction of the bombing school went ahead.

The morality of bombing the bombing school might reasonably be considered a matter for debate. It’s clear, however, that the men acted out of idealistic motives. When they returned to Wales, they were greeted as heroes by a crowd of fifteen thousand people.

Nationalism And Faith

It was perhaps the most dramatic moment in the existence of Saunders Lewis. But this man’s whole life was dedicated to his ideals, especially his dream of restoring the Welsh language as the ordinary spoken language of Wales.

(Some say that one BBC Radio lecture he gave almost single-handedly- ly saved the Welsh language from extinction.) Lewis had grown up in a Welsh-speaking household, even though he was born and raised in England, near Liverpool. His father was a minister in the Calvinistic Meth- odist church. At this time, Christianity in Wales was predominantly “Nonconformist”, a term for all those Protestants who didn’t belong

to the established Church of England. Nonconformist churches emphasised the Bible, hymn-singing, and a personal (often very emotional) relationship to Jesus.

Lewis fought in France in World War One and was actually converted- ed to the cause of Welsh nationalism- ism through reading books by French and Irish nationalists while he was in the trenches. After the war, he embarked on an academic career, becoming a lecturer in Welsh literature in Swansea in 1922. He married his long-time sweetheart Margaret in 1924. She was herself a convert to Catholicism. Lewis’s father was opposed to him marrying a Catholic, and only gave his blessing after some persuasion from Lewis’s aunt.

Other than the court case, Lewis is today most famous as one of the
founders of the Welsh Nationalist Party, nowadays known as Plaid Cymru. It didn’t have much success in his lifetime, but today has four seats in the UK parliament and twelve seats in the Senedd, the Welsh Assembly.

Although Welsh nationalism was the central cause of Lewis’s life, it was impossible to doubt the importance of his Catholic faith. Many of his literary works have Christian themes; for instance, his poems “Mary Magdalene”, “Ascension Thursday”, and “The Last Sermon of Saint David”. He was also known for his plays.

Lewis admired medieval Wales as an era when Welsh people shared in the common Christian faith of Europe, which was Catholicism. He considered Catholic doctrine to be more solid than the Welsh Nonconformism of his time, which he held to be excessively based on emotion. He died in 1985, aged ninety-one.

The Broom Behind The Door

To coincide with the Visit of the Relics of St. Bernadette to Ireland we have replaced Evangelium with an article celebrating this young French girl who achieved a fame she never wanted, but who was cho- sen by Our Lady to make a little township at the foot of the Pyrenees one of the most important centres of pilgrimage in the Christian world. On a cold dark February day, a beautiful lady, who would in 14-year-old girl, Bernadette Soubirous, left her home in search of firewood. In the company of her sister Toinette and her friend Baloum, she headed for a rocky outcrop known as Massabielle.

There she became separated from her companions. Attracted by the sound of rushing wind she looked towards a niche in the Massabielle grotto, where she saw a soft light and a white figure. Bernadette later described the figure as a

time, proclaim herself to be the Immaculate Conception. Thus did the story of the Apparition of Our Lady at Lourdes begin. A total of 18 visions took place spread over more than five months. Details of the conversations between Bernadette and the lady spread like wildfire and captured the public’s imagination. It was revealed that the lady had smiled at Bernadette, prayed with her,

Taught her a special prayer, disclosed secrets, helped identify a previously unknown spring, asked that a chapel be built at the site, and declared who she was. She also told Bernadette that she did not promise to make her happy in this world, but in the next. These words proved very true.

Leaving Lourdes

After her experiences in Lourdes, Bernadette entered the convent of St. Gildard in Nevers, about 310 miles from Lourdes. It was in July 1866, 8 years after the First Apparition that 21-year-old Bernadette bade farewell to Lourdesnever to return. She looked across the river gave at the grotto for the chair that Bernadette died in.

final time. Her life from now on would be marked by physical and emotional suffering, a stark contrast to the miraculous events that had unfolded in her hometown.

The convent of St. Gildard was a place of strict religious discipline and austere living conditions. Bernadette, accustomed to the simple life of a peasant, found the transition difficult. She struggled with the rigorous routine, the unfamiliar food, and the constant surveillance of the nuns.

She had always been delicate as a child and when quite young had contracted cholera. She was plagued with asthma all her life. At least 3 times she received the last Sacraments. She was gradually struck by other ailments as well as asthma: among them, tuberculosis of the lung and a tubercular tumour on her right knee While bravely battling her physical ailments, Bernadette remained devoted to her religious vocation.

She took vows as a sister of Charity on April 8, 1866, and dedicated her life to serving God and the poor. However, her suffering continued. She endured excruciating pain from her illnesses, and her body became increasingly frail. One of the most significant challenges Bernadette faced during her time in Nevers was

the constant scrutiny and skepticism she endured from the public and the Church. Many people doubted the authenticity of her visions, and some even accused her of being a fraud. The pressure to prove the truth of her claims was immense, and it took a toll on her emotional well-being.

Despite the hardships she endured, Bernadette remained steadfast in her faith. She believed that her sufferings were a part of God’s plan for her life, and she accepted them with humility and resignation. She continued to pray and to perform acts of charity, even as her health declined.

Many have wondered why Bernadette never returned to Lourdes. Some people have speculated that she was afraid of the attention and adulation she would have received;

Others believe that she simply wanted to escape the turmoil and controversy that had surrounded her experiences there.

Bernadette always felt that she was the special messenger of Our Lady was made known and passed to all who listened and came in procession to Lourdes. “The Virgin used me as a broom to remove the dust. When the work is done, the broom is put behind the door again,” was a phrase she often used

Any desire she had to return to Lourdes she offered as part of her suffering for the salvation of souls. She also said, “I came here to hide myself.” In Lourdes, she was Bernadette, the visionary. In Nevers, she became Sister Marie Bernard. It was according to the hidden life of Nazareth, especially St. Joseph, that she would live the remainder of her life.

Bernadette’s decision to remain in Nevers was a testament to her strength of character and her commitment to her religious vocation. She lived a life of quiet suffering and selfless service, and her legacy continues to inspire people around the world. Here in the Saint Martin Apostolate, we are blessed to have a First Class Relic of St. Bernadette and a most unique copy of her incorruptible body. See page 26 for more information.

These lines come from a song written by Leon René and first recorded in May 1940. It was a tribute to the annual springtime return of the cliff swallows to Mission San Juan Capistrano in Southern California. This is a local tradition that has captured the imagination and hearts of people around the world. It is a celebration of nature, history and community deeply rooted in the traditions of the past.

Mission San Juan Capistrano was permanently founded by the Franciscan missionary Junípero Serra on November 1, 1776, as the seventh of 21 missions to be established in California by the Spanish, all supposedly separated by the distance of a day’s walk. The purpose was to expand the territorial boundaries of Spain and to spread Christianity to the native peoples of California.

Missions and presidios (forts) were the twin forces in the efforts to spread Spanish rule. Missions were to be agents of assimilation, convincing the native people to become Catholics and teaching them the fundamentals of Spanish agricultural and village life. The aim was to transform them into self-sustaining Spanish subjects and members of the colonial order. Presidios were to protect

the missions from hostile natives and also to protect the territory from potential incursion by Russia or other European powers.

Beginnings and Decline Mission San Juan Capistrano’s establishment in 1776 meant many changes and challenges for the indigenous Acjachemen. The Spanish people brought with them new types of technology, clothing, food, animals and ideas. The mis- sionaries encouraged the Acjachemen to learn about the Catholic faith and be baptized to join the Mission.

However, officially joining the Mission meant the Ac-jachemen had to transform almost everything about their life. They were required to change their culture, language, religion, work, clothing, food and even their daily schedule. By 1806, Mission San

Juan Capistrano had a population of over 1,000 people, over 10,000 herd of cattle, and a completed architectural gem, the Great Stone Church. Records from 1811 reveal a prosperous year, with the Mission producing many tons of wheat, barley, corn and beans, and thousands of head of cattle, sheep and horses.

However, after 1812, the mission began to decline. Many factors were responsible, including the earthquake in December of that year, which caused the Great Stone Church to collapse; the decline in birth rate; the increasing mortality rate of the population due to dis- ease and the inability of the Spanish government to adequately protect and supply the Mission with Mission San Juan Capistrano, California, 1806.

needed goods. By 1821, Mexico won its independence from Spain which brought a new era to San Juan Capistrano. By 1834, the Mexican government decided to end the mission system entirely. A Secularization Act was passed in 1833 to divest Mission lands.

Instead of going to Indians as envisioned, land grants more often went to political appointees. These land- holdings began the Rancho system of large ranches owned by a few powerful men and families.

Governor Pio Pico even sold the Mission itself at auction to his brother-in-law for $710, when it was valued to be more than $454,000. For the next 20 years, the Mission was a private ranch property- ty of the Foster family.

Revival

The President of America, James K Polk, was a radical expansionist, believing in the divine duty of Americans to expand further westward. This led to the Mexican-American War in 1848, which the United States won. Following their victory the Treaty of Guadalupe Hidalgo ceded a gigantic region of the west coast to America, include California, Nevada, Utah, and most of New Mexico in exchange for a nominal payment.

With the Gold Rush beginning and millions of Americans moving to California, Mission San Juan Capistrano would see another great change. Only a few years after acquiring the territory of California, the United States declared it a state in 1850

Many Californian dioceses and parishioners wanted the government to have mission buildings and lands returned to the Church. The new state’s Catholic bishop, Joseph Alemany, petitioned the U.S. government on the topic. A number of people had expressed sadness at the state of the missions.

Some mission buildings had been turned into stores, bars, inns, or even stables. Most were falling apart and abandoned. In 1865, President Abraham Lincoln responded- ed to the petitioners by giving the missions back to the Catholic Church.

The Legend Of The Swallows

Mission San Juan Capistrano is located near two rivers which made it an ideal spot for swallows to nest because of the abundance of insects on which they feed. These birds are about five inches long, dark brown except for a white forehead and orange-red cheeks. They make mud nests, stuck against a cliff or wall, usually in colonies The swallows have long considered San Juan Capistrano their home. Every year, thousands of the birds have made their way from wintering grounds in Goya, Argentina, to the mission to nest under the eaves and archways of the historic building – a 6,000-mile one-way journey.

In his book Capistrano Nights, Father John O’Sullivan, Pastor of Mission San Juan Capistrano (1910 -1933) tells the story of how the swallows came to call the Mission home.

One day, while walking through town, Father O’Sullivan saw a shopkeeper, broomstick in hand, knocking down the conically shaped mud swallow nests that were under the eaves of his shop. “What in the world are you doing?” the priest asked. “These dirty birds are a nuisance, and I am getting rid of them!” the shopkeeper replied.

“But where can they go?” “I don’t know, and I don’t care…but they have no business here destroying my property.” Father O’Sullivan then said, “Come on, swallows, I’ll give you shelter. Come to the Mission. There is room enough there for all.” This act of kindness sparked a lasting relationship between the swallows and the Mission, marking the beginning of an annual celebration that would grow to attract attention far beyond the local community.

Each year, around March 19, the Feast of St Joseph, swallows return to the Mission. Visitors began to come to San Juan Capistrano to witness this from the early 1930s.

Bells are rung and there is a fiesta and Parade. This celebration is more than just an ornithological- cal event; it is something deeply embedded in the cultural fibre of the community symbol izing hope, the renewal of Spring and the enduring bond between humans and the natural world.

The Cloister Garden

Frater Fiachra

Chrysanthemum

The Chrysanthemum, the queen of Autumn Flowers, is called after the Greek prefix “Chrys”, signifying golden, referring to its original colour and “anthemion”, which means blossom.

A Native of Japan, where the flower symbolised the radiant sun, the Japanese consider the orderly unfolding of the chrysanthemum’s petals to represent perfection, and Confucius even suggested they be used as an object of meditation because of their beauty. The chrysanthemum- mum blooms in bright colours during chilly autumn, a time

when most flowers wither. Facing coldness and a tough environment, it blooms splendidly without attempting to compete with other flowers. This unique aspect of the chrysanthemum makes it a symbol of strong vitality and tenacity in the eyes of gardeners. For many of us, the Chrysanthemum symbolises death due to its use in floral tributes at funerals. However, the blooms will survive for up to two weeks if kept in a vase, so perhaps we could adopt the flower as a patron of longevity rather than the END.

A German legend tells about the origin of the white chrysanthemum. One cold, snowy Christmas Eve in Germany’s Black Forest, a peasant family was sitting down to a meagre supper when they heard wailing. At first, they thought it was the wind, but after hearing the

sound repeatedly, they opened the door and found a beggar. The poor man was blue with cold. They took him in, wrapped him in blankets, and shared their food. Afterwards, the blankets were shed, revealing a man in shining white clothing with a halo around his head. He explained that he was the Christ child and left. The next morning, outside the door where he had stood, were two white chrysanthemums.

Chrysanthemums or Mums are hardy plants well suited to Irish gardens and available in many colours from September. They enjoy the sun and will brighten up any border in these darker days. Cut the blooms freely and feed yearly, and they will grow on your head!

All Saints

Fr. John Harris OP

What do you say to a young Church? Was it because he wanted a lady in her early twenties who had given up the practice of the faith? That was the situation I faced when a friend of mine asked me to speak with her daughter who had given up going to Mass. We talked around the subject, but eventually I asked her directly why this had happened. Her answer was simple if somewhat surprising. She told me she had given up going to Mass because she couldn’t be Pope.

I asked her she had ever wondered why Jesus had founded the Church to make us all Popes, chief executives, powerful, successful, or was the highest calling in the Church to be saints? She laughed rather nervously at the suggestion that Christ founded his Church in order to make us saints.

And yet this is not simply a suggestion it is the deepest reality of the Church. Everything about the Church is at the service of this high calling, holiness. In his letters to the early Church St. Paul often refers to the members as saints. The great cry of Vatican II

was the universal call to holiness. The Pope is only Pope in order to assist each of us to become true Christians, therefore he is “the servant of the servants of God”. The sacraments are all celebrated in the Church so that the life of God can flow freely into our lives and transform them.

Jesus, the Lord, tells us in St. John’s Gospel that he came that we may have life and have it to the full. This life he offers is to share in his life with his Father, to be part of the embrace of the Most Blessed Trinity.

This calling is not simply something that has to wait for the future when we are dead; now is the time to take our Christian vocation seriously. Now is the time to live our close friendship with Christ, a friendship which will achieve its true fulfilment only in heaven.

In his letter to the Church, Deus Caritas Est, Pope Benedict XVI tells us that the true Christian is one whose heart Christ has con- quered with his love. So, in our prayer-life, which is basically our inner friendship with God, and in all we say and do we should be open to the activity of God’s grace in our lives.

We should allow his love to possess us. His love for us must penetrate all aspects of who we are. We allow his love to conquer us when we live the three theological virtues of Faith, Hope and Charity daily.

Living Them Out In his Encyclical, the Pope tells us how it is we live these theological virtues. He teaches us that Hope is practiced through the virtue of patience, which continues to do good even in the face of apparent failure and when we accept God’s mystery and trust him even at times of darkness.

When we live by Faith, we live by the victorious certainty that God truly loves us and has given us his Son. Thus, our impatience and doubts are transformed into the sure hope that God holds the world in his hands and that in spite of all the darkness which surrounds us God will ultimately triumph in glory.

Mary Our Example

This faith, which sees the love of God revealed in the pierced heart of Jesus on the Cross gives rise to love. This awareness that we are loved by God allows us to love in our turn. “The love of Christ urges us on”, by our accepting of his love for us and by filling our days with acts of love for him. Love is possible and we are able to practice it because we are created in the image of God, who is love.

Towards the end of his encyclical  the Pope presents the Blessed Virgin Mary as the true model of Christianity and thus of how to be a saint since she is the mirror of all holiness. The Blessed Virgin’s

whole life was one which left space for God. Mary is a woman of hope because she believes in God’s promise and waits for God to fulfil his promise. She never doubts God, even at the foot of the Cross.

Mary is a woman who loves because she is so at one with God and so open to his will in her life. We see her love in the quiet ges- tures in the story of Christmas, in her delicacy in coping with the cri- sis at the wedding feast of Cana, at her standing faithfully beneath the Cross as her beloved son dies and finally as she gathers the Apostles around her as they prayerfully await the coming of the Holy Spirit.

Making It Real

This also is our Christian calling to live in love the sure hope of God’s Truth. This can only happen by our meeting the person of Jesus. As the Pope teaches us, “Being a Christian is not the result of an ethical choice or a lofty idea, but the encounter with an event, a person, which gives life a new horizon and a deci- sive direction”.

This is the real vocation of a Christian. Where do we meet him? We meet the true Jesus in the Bible, in the prayer-filled reception of the sacraments, and in the love we have for one another in the community of the Church.

The young lady laughed rather nervously because she thought that to be a saint was beyond her and that it was meant only for the few special people. But surely this can not be true. To be a saint is to know Christ and to feel his love in our lives. Is that not what we all desire? Have you not at times felt the presence of the Risen Lord in your life? To constantly live in the presence of the Lord is to be a saint. This is the Christian struggle as we try to allow the Risen presence of the Lord to be ever more active in our lives.

So, as you celebrate the Feast of All Saints, don’t see them as a group apart from yourself. You are meant to be one of them. The Church by honouring them, reminds us that we are to be with them in heaven. Now is the time of grace for you to receive Christ into your life, by receiving him in the sacraments, listening to him in his Word, being with him in prayer and loving him in your neighbour.

Mary, Mother Of Consolation

Dom Aelred Magee Ocso

Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, a gentle Father and the God of all consolation, who comforts us in all our sorrows, so that we can offer others, in their sorrows, the consolation that we have received from God ourselves. So St Paul begins his Second Letter to the Corinthians- ans, a letter which is characterised by the portrait of the human person as fragile, and by means of those cracks of fragility, turned towards and receiving from the inestimable fountain of the Father’s loving compassion.

This knowledge from experience which St Paul offers also points us to Mary and her role as the gateway to the Father’s con- consolation in the gift of the Spirit, bond of love between the Father and Son. The most striking feature of God’s relationship to his people in the Old Testament is one of a Comforter. We recall the words

of Second Isaiah, which support us as a refrain through our Advent journey: ‘Console my people, console them (Isaiah 40:1). And later, in words which Christ him- self will use about himself and his mission: ‘The Lord has sent me to bring good news to the poor, to bind up hearts that are broken’ (Isaiah 61:1-3). Mary, as a true daughter of Israel, is recipient of this comfort which God offers, just by being herself. But as Mother of Christ and chosen vessel of God’s election, she becomes the mirror of God’s consolation in an altogether unique way.

The Preface assigned to this votive Mass shows us the way for our consideration of how Mary comes to be Mother of Consolation. It is evident that she learns through suffering how to understand and respond to the sufferings of her children. This is a life lesson which we would all do well to accept! Suffering is a

pathway to compassion for our brothers and sisters – its mystery goes beyond the physical, mental, psychological, social. Precisely because it addresses and accompanies and marks the human person and the societies to which the human person belongs, so suffering is intimately and inseparably tied to the mystery of personhood, and has for itself the quality of mystery. We cannot, even if we most earnestly desire, come to know the depth of the mystery of suffering in our lives and the lives of others. And yet, it is never far from our shared experience.

Faith And Trust Unfold

Is this the starting point for Mary? The moment of her assent to God’s will and acceptance of the mystery of the Incarnation cannot have been a moment of complete understanding on her part! The gift of her Child, and the mission of her Child, is entirely the Father’s will for the consolation

The Life Of Saint Martin

Martin made regular visits to Limatambo, and one morning, as he was about 2 miles away, he saw 3 ragged little children playing in the roadside. They were Africans whose parents probably lived in the mud huts that studded the vast plains of Limatambo like mushrooms. Martin, who had intended to take a break and partake of the bread and fruit he had packed before leaving the convent, could see how thin they were and said, “I have some food here. Would you like to have some with me?” Overjoyed, they assented and the 4 sat down under an old palm tree that lifted its dusty green arms into the brilliant sunshine.

The children, Pedro, Maria, and Clara, were very hungry, and Martin pretended he had no appetite after all and urged them to eat everything themselves. Six-year-old Maria said, “You are very kind, Martin, but why are you wearing clothes made out of white wool?” “Because I am a Dominican, Maria.” “What’s that?” Martin smiled into the dark eyes, looking up into his own. “A Dominican, Maria? Why, a Dominican is a person who gives his life to God so he may help himself and others to go to Heaven.” The Dominicans are a great religious family founded by St Dominic, a wonderful man who loved God and little children too. Tell me, do you know anything about him?” Pedro and the girls shook their heads. “Tell us about him”, they begged. “And about God too, Martin. We like to hear stories so much!” After this, during the rest of his stay Martin gathered these little ones together each day with other children and passed many happy hours telling them the thrilling sto- ries of the Gospels.

Green Fingers

When Martin was finished with Limatambo, he would occupy his time with his own special branch of horticulture, the growing of shrubs and trees – the plants for medicinal purposes, and the trees for their fruit. He had more than the proverbial ‘green thumb’: God blessed his plantings with miraculous growth. Many who worked with Martin in the gardens and fields, like Brother Laureano de los Santos, would later testify under oath to these happenings at the Apostolic Process.

The principal garden plant utilized by Martin was camomile, whose leaves and bitter aromatic flowers were used to make stimulating tonics and medicinal poultices. Powdered rosemary, alfalfa tops, and the heavily scented rue, hierba gracia, were first imported then afterwards planted, but the best results were obtained from the camomile plant. This herb would grow almost anywhere in the fertile soil of that land; Martin planted it profusely: on the farm, in the monastery garden, and along the roadsides where it would be available to the poor for their sick.

One time when Martin asked Juan Vasquez Parra to help him plant the camomile in a cow pasture on the farm Juan protested, “But Brother Martin,” he said, “it will be useless for us to plant it. When the camomile grows, the cows will eat the flowers and trample the plants!” “Juan, please do not fret: replied Martin, “I will tell the cows they must not go near the plants!”

Another time a foreman consulted with Martin in Juan’s presence. “Brother Martin,” he said “when the workmen have finished sowing the fields, do you not think it would be a good spot in which to plant an olive grove?” “Yes”, answered Martin at once, “It is a good place for trees. We do not have to wait for the workmen to finish. We will plant them tomorrow.

Martin and his helpers planted the required number of tree shoots the next day. On the following day, to the amazement of the planters who were still sowing grain by hand, the shoots were already sprouting. These same workers also saw a greater growth when Martin cut off a branch of a fig tree and planted it at the top of a hill. Two weeks later the branch was a full-grown tree and in bud!

MATTERS MEDICAL: Survival

Fr Christopher Vincent Gault op

It is a common enough occurrence to witness a flock of seagulls descending on some scraps of food discarded onto the ground. The event can be quite dramatic, with each bird swooping down at the first hint of anything which may be grabbed, and even forcefully (sometimes viciously) attacking each other. Seagulls, of course, are not rational and therefore cannot be held morally accountable for their actions in the same way a human being can.

However, their frantic hurry to swipe food from unsuspecting hands indicates their struggle for survival. They do not think twice if they see a stray scrap falling to the ground: they simply go for it. And since they are not rational, we know that they are not reflecting on whether their behaviour is right or wrong, Therefore, it must be the case that each bird has had an instinctual desire to survive imprinted on their very being. If this were not done by God, then why would the birds behave this way?

Human beings have this instinct also. A famously holy Dominican was visited by one of the brethren as he lay dying. This well-meaning brother consoled him by saying he was fortunate to be going to meet the Lord. The holy Dominican responded, “Life is sweet, brother”.

Even with the comfort of faith, we find it difficult to let go of this life.

It is natural for us to seek to survive and thrive in our earthly lives, since our own desire to do so has been given to us by God, just as with those seagulls. Indeed, we see many instances of how heroically people can behave when existence is threatened.

The faith teaches us that such heroic behaviour is good and noble, but that human beings are capable of even greater acts when their spiritual lives (or those of others) are threatened. The martyrs give witness that there is a greater world beyond the earthly, where we are called to live with God forever.

Though our drive to survive is implanted by God, the more we progress in the spiritual life, our drive to become perfect (in love) overtakes this. Far from despising our earthly lives, we instead seek to let the Lord transform them by His grace into true life, that lived with Him in eternity.

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DUBLIN I was staying with a friend in the UK and on the day I was due to fly home there was no trace of my purse. We searched all over the rooms and in every bag. I was in a terrible panic and asked St Martin to intervene to help me. Then suddenly I caught sight of it sticking out from beneath the wardrobe. Had it been any further underneath, we would never have found it. Thank you St Martin.

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Tallaght Monastery

Tallaght Monastery

If I asked you to list the greatest of Ireland’s ancient monasteries, you might mention Glendalough and Clonmacnoise, Kildare and Armagh, but how many of you would mention Tallaght?

If you visit Tallaght village now, the most imposing ecclesiastical building you will find is the enormous Dominican priory, but just a stone’s throw from the grounds of the priory is St Maelruain’s Church of Ireland church, a fine old building, built in 1829. It’s thought to occupy the original site of the monastery of Tallaght, which was once a major centre of monastic life, rich in idealism and energy, casting its influence across the island of Ireland.

The founder of the monastery was, of course, Maelruain him- self. He came to Tallaght, probably from the midlands, in the year 774. He had a very clear purpose in doing so: to live and to lead others in living a stricter form of monastic life.

Some Tallaght documents from around this time survive, giving us a precious peek into the ascetical life lived by the monks under Maelruain’s care. One known as the Rule of Tallaght includes all kinds of details about when the monks could drink full-fat milk instead of the usual skimmed milk, when they could eat fish instead of the usual vegetables. As for butter, it was eaten by the monks only on St

Patrick’s Day, and beer was never on the menu. We know how these monks fased, but how did they pray? The surviving sources tell us that they par- particularly favoured the Gospel of John and the Acts of the Apostles in their reading. There are descriptions of them too,

praying in the position known as crosfigil, with their arms outstretched, reciting certain prayers and Psalms repeatedly. Among their favourite prayers were the Magnificat, a hymn to St Michael, and Psalm 119, beginning ‘Blessed are those whose way is blameless, who walk in the law of the Lord’.

In fact, the 150 Psalms were incredibly important in the life of the monastery of Tallaght. In the modern breviary, those Psalms are prayed over four weeks, but in Tallaght, all 150 were prayed every single day.

The Mass was central to their spiritual lives too, and there’s a precious surviving witness to that fact: the Stowe Missal, a liturgical manuscript almost certainly written in Tallaght shortly after the time of Mael-ruain. The manuscript includes the prayers of the Mass, in Latin, along with a text on the spiritual meaning of the various rites of the Mass written in Old Irish

Only Love

More than just formal prayer, we know that the practice of spiritual conversation and accompaniment was important in the life of Tallaght. Each monk was assigned an anm chara, a soul friend, who would help him grow in virtue through the confession of sin

We know of at least one monk who made the journey to Tallaght just so that he could ask Maelruain to be his armchair: Aengus was his name. He became almost as famous as Maelruain, thanks to a long poem he wrote in the Irish language, known as the Felire Oengusso, the Calendar of Aengus, written around the year 800. It’s an extraordinary text. For each day of the year, it lists the saints commemorated on that.

Day And Describe Them With Some Attitude On the first of February, for example, St Aengus names St Brigid and he calls her ‘Brigid the fair; strong praiseworthy, chaste head of Ireland’s nuns’, and on March 17 he calls St Patrick ‘the flame of a splendid sun’, but there are saints from far beyond Ireland in his list too. He calls St. Benedict “a stout pillar.

The martyr, St Basilia, he calls ‘Basilia in buadach’, ‘Basilia the victorious’. St Damian was ‘a crown of martyrdom’. And of course there’s one very local saint in the calendar: on July 7, he mentions his own abbot, his armchair, Maelruin, whom he calls ‘the splendid sun of the island of the Gael’.

Tallaght understood themselves to belong to a universal Church stretching far beyond this island, and a Church with one foot in the glory of heaven. As they lived their lives of intense prayer and penance, they did so with the understanding that the saints and angels were around them, a cloud of witnesses urging them to persevere through penance and into glory.

But there’s a final detail that helps us to see this harsh way of life in a different light. What did the monks of Tallaght do when a monk was dying? Did they chant penitential Psalms or hold his arms out in day, and describe them with some prayer? No. The Rule of Tallaght attribute. Calendar of Aengus On the first of February, for example, St Aengus names St Brigid and he calls her ‘Brigid the fair; strong praiseworthy, chaste head of Ireland’s nuns’, and on March 17 he calls St Patrick ‘the flame of a splendid sun’, but there are saints from far beyond Ireland in his list too. He calls St.

Benedict, “a stout pillar. The martyr, St Basilia, he calls ‘Basilia in buadach’, ‘Basilia the victorious’. St Damian was ‘a crown of martyrdom’. And of course there’s one very local saint in the calendar: on July 7, he mentions his own abbot, his armchair, Maelruin, whom he calls ‘the splendid sun of the island of the Gael’.

What all this shows is that Aengus and his fellow monks tell us that they sang a very different song. They recited from a biblical book, the Song of Songs, a powerful and passionate love song between lover and beloved, read by Christians as a love song between God and the soul.

Only love could have motivated these men to give up beer and meat and butter and full-fat milk, and to sing God’s praises endlessly in Tallaght. At the end of their lives of tough love, these men heard the loving voice of God in the voices of their brethren:

‘Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away; for winter is past, the rain is over and gone. The flowers appear on the earth, the time of singing has come. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away’ (Song of Songs 2:10-13).

Lesser-Known Pilgrimage Sites

This is the beginning of a series that looks at lesser-known places of pilgrimage that may not rival Rome or Lourdes in their popularity, but play an important role in the life of many believers. What brought this idea to mind is a recent publication from Rome.

Last May, the Holy See, under the authority of the Pope, released a document that clarifies how the Catholic Church evaluates claims of apparitions, when individuals believe they have seen visions or had very unique encounters with the Divine.

These protocols are meant to help determine if such experiences are genuinely supernatural or simply misunderstandings, the fruit of the imagination, or, more seriously, deception. The Church wants to protect the faithful while helping people connect to experiences that could bring them closer to God

Evaluating such apparitions begins locally, typically in the diocese where the claim is made. The bishop leads an investigation with a team of experts to determine the nature of any such claims

The Church is very thorough, making sure nothing misleading is allowed to spread. False apparitions can cause confusion, division, or even harm, so care is taken to verify each daim.

The Holy See is very clear in what it is looking for. One key element is whether the message aligns with Church teachings. Messages that contradict the faith are dismissed.

The guidelines stress evaluating the “spiritual fruits” of an apparition – meaning, whether the vision leads to positive effects like conversions, increased faith, or better Christian witness.

True apparitions should draw people closer to God and foster peace. Apparitions that even seem to have a focus on commercial gain are viewed suspiciously, as genuine

spiritual experiences cannot be bought or sold. If the local investigation finds that an apparition has significant merit or influence, the Dicastery for the Doctrine of the Faith, in Rome, is involved to determine that ‘nothing stands in the way.’

While the new document has sped up the process of judgement, the approval process can be lengthy, sometimes taking years or decades. Even when an apparition is recognized by the Church, it is classified as a “private revelation.”

Catholics are not required to believe in these apparitions as they are not part of core doctrine, like what we pray in the Creed In stead, they are seen as supportive of personal faith, offering some thing extra that can deepen devo- tion, but isn’t necessary for salvation.

While the Church recognizes the possibility of miraculous events, it must apply rigorous standards be fore accepting them. This helps to protect believers from false claims while also embracing

The idea that genuine miracles can and do happen As we begin the series, it is valuable to keep in mind the criteria used by the Church to discern authentic apparitions, as many pilgrimage sites arose around events that cannot be explained naturally. With the approval of the Church, visiting them and understanding the stories behind these places can deepen our faith.

This series will focus on eleven such places. In truth we could look at a hundred and eleven places all over the world, but for this time we will explore eleven sites in Europe. We will look at the Rue de Bac and Mont Saint Michel, in France. We will visit the two sites associated with the Divine Mercy in Vilnius, Lithuania. Up the road, in Latvia, we will look at the great basilica of Agnola.

Cologne Cathedral and Heede in Germany also have fascinating stories. Locally, we will consider Walsingham in England and Clonfert in Co. Galway. The Shrine of Divino Amore, near Rome in Italy, and Częstochowa, in Poland, tell beautiful stories of the Mother of God. And finally the Shrine of the Holy Child in Prague.

We will explore the origins, his tories, and impacts of these lesser-known pilgrimage sites. Each in their own way inspires faith, prayer, and deeper reflection, reminding us that God is always with us.

IRISH DOMINICAN MARTYRS: THADDEUS MORIARTY

This is the final article in our series on the Dominican men and women who died for their faith between the years 1535 and 1714. We have seen how the Irish Church found the courage by the example of these brave martyrs to hold true to the Kilclohane Mass Rock Faith in the face of terrible persecution. Their hemic stance bu the gift of God’s Grace kept Catholicism alive in Ireland and as a result, we now have the gift of faith also

Thackereed Haddeus Moriarty was bom out on the Dingle peninsula and was a descendant of the ancient lords of the Moriarty clan. He entered the Dominican Order in Tralee and travelled to Spain in the 1620s where with Terence Albert O’Brien (see Saint Martin Magazine, March 2024, page 7) he studied at the Studium Generale of St Peter Matyr in Toleso, Spain.

He later went to the Irish Dominican College at Lisbon. By 1636 he had been awarded the Sacrae Theologiae Praesentatus degree and became a Master of Theology in 1644.

When he returned to Ireland, he was made prior of Tralee and was noted for his religious orthodoxy and for upholding the authority of the Pope in Rome. This did not endear him to many Protestants and his enemies grew more vigilant. When the Cromwellian persecution became very fierce, Fr Moriarty was offered a chance to leave Ireland, but he knew his flock needed him.

Several Dominicans were ministering under the guise of tradesmen, espe- cially in the Castlemaine, Kilclohane, and Milltown regions, south of Tralee behind the Slieve Mish mountain.

On the moming of his arrest Fr Moriarty was celebrating Mass at the Kildlohane Mass Rock. Unknown to him the location of same had been betrayed to his enemies. To the horror of the assembled congregation, Cromwellian troops swooped upon them and both the holy priest and his brother in-law Pierce Feniter were dragged away.

Transported across Loch Leane they were then imprisoned in Ross Castle During his mock trial the wife of the Cromwellian govermor begged her husband not to execute Fr Moriarty, claiming she was convinced he was a truly good man. Her advice was ignored. The Dominican and his brother-in- law were publicly hanged on 15 October 1653. His last words were, “Into Thy hands, O Lord, I commend my spirit.” The executioner was even heard to say that the man whose life he had taken hore an ‘angelic aspect.

Ringing In The New Year Patricia

By the you 205, this moden Gregorian calendar, an- the time you are reading this, or astronomical events. Unlike the we countries will have celebrated its anival by the customery ringing in of the New Year to symbolically say goodbye to the past year and wel- come in the new. Celebrating the new year is an age-old custom, celebrated across different cultures as a symbol of renewal, unity, and celebration. From the tolling of church bells to the clinking of glasses, the concept of “ringing in” a fresh year is steeped in symbolism, ritual, and community spirit.

Historical Roots

The tradition of celebrating- ing the new year dates back thousands of years. Ancient civilisations celebrated the new year in a variety of ways, often tying the holiday to important seasonal, agricultural, One of the earliest recorded new year celebrations was the “Akitu festival” in ancient Mesopotamia,

dating back over 4000 years. The Mesopotamian new year began in mid-March coinciding with the spring equinox and the planting season. The Akitu festival lasted 12 days and included processions, rituals, and feasts to honour the god Marduk. Priests would recite sacred stories, perform purification rituals, and reenact myths that symbolised the triumph of order over chaos.

In ancient Egypt, the new year was tied to the annual flooding of the Nile, which was essential for agriculture. This event usually occurred in mid-July, coinciding with the reappearance of the star “Sinus” in the sky. Egyptians called this new year festival “Wepet Renpet”, meaning “opening of the new year began on Samhain”.

In the Northern Hemisphere, Samhain is recognised on the 1st of November, with its celebrations beginning on the 31st of October. The word Samhain translates as ‘summer’s end’ and the festival marked the end of the harvest and the start of winter.

Celts believed that during Samhain, the veil between the world of the living and the dead was thinnest, allowing spirits to cross over.

People held bonfires and feasts, and food offerings were left for ancestral spirits. Samhain was not only a time of reflection on the past year but also a period to honour and con- nect with ancestors in hopes of receiving blessings for the new year ahead. With the spread of Christianity, For the Celts in ancient Europe, the early Church began to Christ.

Ianise the old Celtic festivals. In the ninth century AD, the Church officially switched All Saints’ Day (or All Hallows’ Day) from May 13 to November 1, the same day as Samhain. The night before became All Hallows’ Eve, later shortened to Halloween.

The Romans originally celebrated the new year in March, tied to the start of the growing season. However, in 45 BC, Julius Caesar established the Julian calendar, moving the new year to January 1. This day was dedicated to “Janus”, the two-faced god of beginnings and transitions, who looked back to the past year and forward to the future.

Caesar’s reform made January 1 officially the first day of the year for the Roman Empire.

The Gregorian calendar reform in 1582 by Pope Gregory XIII reaffirmed January 1 as New Year’s Day in line with the an- ancient Roman tradition.

Ring Out The Bells

By the Middle Ages-fifth ortuy to fifteenth century, the concept of a new year was tied to the Christian calendar, with many communities still observing the new year on January 1.

In Medieval Europe the Christian church had begun using bells to signal important moments in the day, from moming prayers to evening vespers. Over time, bells became associated with marking significant events, including the arrival of a new year.

By the twelfth century, church bells were being rung across European towns and cities to herald New Year’s Eve, inviting congregations to gather and pray for blessings in the coming year.

The English and Irish tradition of ringing bells at midnight on New Year’s Eve has origins in this religious practice. Church bells toll solemnly at the close of the old year to symbolise reflection, repentance, and the passing of time. At midnight, the bells ring joyously, signalling the anval of the new year with a sense of hope and renewal.

Symbolic Significance of New Year’s Sounds The act of creating sound to greet the new year is more than just a celebration – it holds deep symbolic meaning.

Traditionally, sound has been seen as a purifying force that drives away negativity. In New Year’s celebrations, this symbolism continues: ringing bells or creating other sounds symbolise clearing out the old and welcoming in positive forces for the new year. Another essential aspect of this tradition is the sense of unity it fosters.

By listening to the same sounds – whether church bells, clock chimes, fireworks, or the tinkling of glass es – people feel connected in a shared experience.

The act of mingling sounds together or responding collectively to a sound unites families, communities, and even whole nations in the shared hope of a prosperous and peaceful year

In modem times, the ways people ring in the new year continue to evolve, incorporating new technologies and cultural shifts.

Many cities now have elaborate fireworks displays and countdowns projected on large screens, while others host virtual celebrations, allowing people across the globe to connect and celebrate together.

The tradition of ringing in the new year remains an enduring expression of our human need to mark significant moments. It’s a time to reflect on the past, clear away negativity, and embrace the future with open hearts and shared hope.

Though traditions may change, the desire to greet the new year with sounds of joy and community remains as strong as ever

Famous Converts: Keith Nester

One day in a church in Iowa, a him that didn’t involve throwing up Methodist pastor named Keith Nester knelt before the cross that hung above the altar.

Mass was being celebrated, and the congregation were receiving Communion Not being a Catholic, Keith could n’t receive. But he took a blessing from the priest, and then stepped aside to pray before our Lord.

Keith was feeling drawn to the Catholic Church. This wasn’t anew urge. In fact, he had been attracted to the Catholic Church for more than fifteen years. But there were obstacles.

These weren’t intellectual or spiritual obstacles. By now he was convinced of the truth of the Catholic faith, and he wanted to join it.

No,the obstacles were personal. As a successful pastor of a Protest- ant church with three teenage children, Keith knew he would be giving up his career and, potentially, his ability to support his wife and family if he converted.

His father had advised him that, if God really wanted him to become Catholic, he would open a way for his entire life.

This is exactly what Keith asked of Jesus now. He said, “Lord, if you want me to become Catholic, then I will do it. But you’ve got to make a way.” Next, something strange happened. Keith recalls:

“Then the Lord spoke to me from the crucifix in a way I’ve never heard him speak before. He said: ‘Keith, I am the Way, the Truth, and the Life.

You don’t need me to make a way. You just need me.” In that moment, Keith Nester understood that he was being called to walk by faith, and not by sight.

That night, feeling some apprehension, Keith announced to his wife Estelle that he had decided to become Catholic. Her reply reassured him: “I’m so proud of you I’ve watched you wrestle with this…

If that’s where he’s leading you, then I’m with you a hundred per cent.” It was the climax of a long jour ney, and far from the place where Keith had started.

Beginnings He grew up in the nineteen-eighties as the son of a pastor in the United Methodist Church. “I honestly can’t remember a time when I didn’t believe in Jesus”, he says.

When he was ten or eleven, he made a life long commitment to Jesus Christ during a Christian summer camp.

Music was Keith’s ambition when he was a teenager. He was a drummer in a rock band in Phila delphia. There, he also attended a charismatic evangelical church called Calvary Chapel, and was offered ajob as head of youth ministry at only nineteen years old.

Beginning with a handful of young people, the group grew to several hundred with in three years. In Philadelphia he met his wife Estelle. She had grown up Catholic, but joined Keith’s church.

As the youth ministry grow Keith decided it required a professional-looking logo. He made contact with a graphic designer by the name of Devin Schadt, and went to his house to look at ideas for logos.

When he got there, Keith noticed holy pictures and statues. Leaming that Devin was Catholic, he decid- ed to argue him out of the enor of his ways (as Keith saw it). Much to his surprise, the designer was more than capable of meeting his argu- ments. When Keith left, Devin handed him avideotape about Scott Hahn, another evangelical pastor who had become Catholic.

In years to come, Keith accompanied Devin on pilgrimages to Rome and Medjugorje, without any intention of changing his denomination. Around this time, while he was present at communion at an evangelical service, he felt the Lord was telling him, “I want to give you the real deal”.

He went outside to phone Devin, telling him he thought God wanted him to become Catholic. However, it would be sixteen years later before he finally accepted- ed the invitation

Many years afterwards, Keith was working as a pastor in the Methodist church. However, he found himself troubled by controversies which were dividing American Methodism at this time. He

realized this turbulence was caused by the lack of a central authority, such as Catholics have in the Pope.

Keith also felt a growing devotion to the Virgin Mary, whose prominence in Catholic teaching had previously bothered him.

While writing a sermon about the Annunciation in his office, a wave of emotion overwhelmed him.

One morning, Keith was struck by the notion that he should get in contact with Steve Ray, a Catholic apologist who had formerly been Evangelical.

He shrugged the idea aside, but later on, while having dinner with a friend, he learned that Steve Ray would be speaking at a nearby church.

The coincidence was too much to resist, so they drove to the church. It was here that he had the experience described at the beginning of this article.

When he met Steve Ray, the apologist said to him, “Brother, I know exactly where you are and I’m going to give you a piece of advice.

You either need to become Catholic right now, or you need to tum and run as far away the other direction as you possibly can.” Keith was received into the Catholic Church on October 8th, 2017.

Today he runs a teaching ministry called Down to Earth, and also has two popular YouTube channels, one of which features a daily live recitation of the rosary.

A Game Of Thrones

Salome

Alome, the mother of Saint James and Saint John, knew her two boys intimately. Whenever she looked at her elder son James, she saw a strong, passionate leader.

He liked to take long walks and had righteous indignation. John was different from his brother, but nev- nevertheless sacred to her. She remembered how John would spend hours in assiduous study of the Jewish Law, Writings, and Prophets.

He had a piercing intellect and could surmise difficult theological images of the scriptures and neatly summate them in fluent writing. She believed her boys were destined for greatness. With Zebedee spending so much time at sea, Salome had gotten to know James and John better than anyone else on earth.

That was, of course, until the Lord Jesus began carefully choosing his twelve disciples. Salome was overjoyed that Israel’s Sav-iour had chosen her bright boys to be among those select men that, out of countless generations, had ‘heard… seen… looked at and touched’ God the Son’s sacred humanity (1 John 1:1).

Salome wanted her boys front and centre, and so asked the Lord that her two sons would ‘sit, one at your right hand and one at your left, in your kingdom’ (Matthew 20:21). Nobody would outdo her two darlings in heaven!

The Lord never denied her request, but offered a proviso to the newly nicknamed ‘Sons of Thunder’ (Mark 3:17): Could they ‘drink the cup’ that Jesus could drink?

With their customary youthful vigour, they answered simultaneously, ‘we are able.’ Jesus’ divine intellect foresaw that both men would drink the same chalice of martyrdom (though John survived

his), but also warned them that he could not grant them seats in heaven; rather, the seats in heaven belonged for those for whom’ the Father had already prepared (Matthew 20:22-23).

In other words, James and John laid claim over their own seats and nothing but their refusal of God’s grace, could ever separate them from their eternal thrones.

Heaven’s Front-Row Seats Though avoiding the universalist heresy, which claims that everyone will be saved – including the devil and his angels and those who wil- fully rejected God’s mercy -, we can still see our Lord teaching his disciples (and us, by extension) how God has already willed our salvation God desires ‘all men to be saved,’ and so he has given us
free will to choose between good and evil, to ‘come to the knowledge of the truth’ of Christ, and, with sanctifying grace, live by it at every moment (1 Timothy 2:4).

If, however, we stray from Christ’s plan for our lives and reject his kindness and mercy, then we must sit with the wicked’ in everlasting hell (Psalm 26:5).

As much as Saint James and Saints John had booked their own seats in heaven by following their graced free will into God’s etemal truth and perfect goodness, so too can we choose our seats in heaven by the same principle of charity.

As much as our Lord invited James and John into sharing in his passion and salvific martyrdom, the Lord Jesus invites us into sharing his life and drinking his cup, no matter how difficult that life might seem

or how bitter that chalice may be. Like the countless saints of past generations, our etemal destiny is in our hands. Through grace, we have the freedom to choose to sit among the saints in heaven; by God’s election our heavenly seats are already claimed for us through Christ’s passion.

‘Rejoice,’ says Jesus, ‘that your names are written in heaven’ (Luke 10:20). Our Lord has given his immaculate Mother pride of place in heaven; up-close and personal with the Blessed Trinity does our Lady reign as queen of heaven. Yes, the Twelve disciples now sit upon their ‘twelve thrones’ judging the twelve tribes of Israel (Matthew 19:28). But there is nothing to say that God cannot call us to the highest halls of heaven too and grant us to ‘sit at table in the kingdom of God’ (Luke 13:29).

Our Predestined Thrones

All of Salome’s intuitions proved conect. James joined Peter as one of our Lord’s closest disciples, whilst John, who also shared this honour, wrote the sublime Fourth Gospel, several canonical letters, and the Book of Rev- elation. It must have been bit- tersweet for Salome when Jesus handed over his Mother to the care of his Beloved Disciple. John was no longer hers, she faithfully pondered but belonged to the Lord. Yet,

this was the surest proof that the Lord Jesus had answered her prayer and would one day welcome John (and James) to sit at his side in heaven.
Our victory-assured battle against life’s struggles and tempta tions are worth that divinely assigned heavenly throne which ‘no eye has seen, nor ear heard, nor the heart of man conceived’

(1 Corinthians 2:9). There is one specific- ic seat in heaven that has our names, and ours alone, inscribed on it by Christ’s blood. Christ mercifully allots us his grace in proportion to the task he asks of us. It is only by this grace and by his infused love that we can ever hope to ascend to this promise. And so, when Christ asks us to fulfil his plan for us in the world, we thus respond in trust like James and John, and cry ‘We are able!’

In the year of Our Lord 1800, sider changes which could be
Ireland was a rural society whose people were for the most part Catholic, although Protestants own ed most of the land. Mistrust exist- ed between all groups and Irish autonomy was undermined by reliance on Britain. This led to the development of clandestine agrari an societies like The

‘Whiteboys’ who called for a wealth of reforms. Many such groups went out at night and damaged the property of local landlords. They wanted cheeper rents and better conditions for the people who worked the land. The outbreak of the French Revolution in 1789 with its ideals of liberty, equality and fraternity, caused many Irish people to con-

brought about in Ireland in order to give everyone better rights. The colonies in America had broken free from England, perhaps the same could happen in Ireland. In 1798, the ‘United Irishmen’ – a mixed group of Protestant and Catholic radicals – made a concert- ed effort to drive through a fully-fledged anti-colonial movement and rose up in amed rebellion against British rule

That rebellion took some time to quell and caused great instability in the country. At a time of international war against revolutionary France, it also awakened geopolitical fears of the potential weakness of British westem defences. Since the loss or independeance of ireland Was Unthinkable attention turned insteed to how a union might be made to Work since it Would have to cover not just padimententary union but the immediate or evulation system.

The Solution

After negotiations and parliamen tary proceedings at Westminster and in Dublin where considerable bribery and corruption were dep- loyed, a legislative union was agreed.

The Irish Parliament which had existed since the thirteenth cen- tury was abolished. Ireland’s Pro- testant voters were allowed to retum 100 MPs to Westminster.

Under the ensuing legislation the United Kingdom of Great Britain and Ireland came into force on 1 January 1801. On that day the Union Jack was flown for the first time over the Tower of London and over Dublin Castle.

The Union Jack was a new flag which combined the Cross of St George of England, St Andrew of Scotland, and St Patrick of Ireland To be strictly accurate it should only be called a Jack when flown on the jack staff of a ship.

It was the flag of the newly united Kingdom of Great Britain and Ireland but in popular usage it became known as the Union Jack. Before the Act of Union the com-

bined crosses of St George and St Andrew had been superimposed on the cross of St George when the first Stuart King, James VI of Scotland, succeeded to the throne of England as King James I in 1603, He was the son of the unfortunate Mary Queen of Scots, and succeeded to the throne of England on the death of Elizabeth I, the last of the Tudors. With him the Crowns of England and Scotland were united. Sootland retained its own Parliament until 1707 when it voted itself out of existence and sent representatives to the Parliament at Westminster.

The new 1801 Union Flag flying from the jackstaff of a ship; combining the red cross of St George, the white of St Andrew surmounted by a red cross for St Patrick.

The example of the Union between Scotland and England was brought up in favour of the Irish Act of Union. As early as 1787 a pamphleteer pointed out that Dublin was nearer to London than Edinburgh. And after 1798, when the issue of the Union became politically practical and the debate was at its height, another pamphleteer wrote that before 1707 Edinburgh was known only for its palace and Glasgow was only a village, the argument being that after Union with Great Britain, Dublin and Cork would similarly prosper.

It was of course the Rising of 1798 that brought the issue of the Union into the sphere of practical politics. It is a curious irony of history that the rebellion which was to break the connection with England should have instead facili- tated the passing of the Act of Union

Hope Dashed

The Prime Minister, William Pitt the Younger had hoped to sweeten the Union for the majority of the Irish population by accompanying it with Catholic Emancipation which would allow all Irish Catholics to vote and take state office if they had the necessary property qualifications. However, in this he was thwarted by the King George III who was a devout Anglican. He believed if he agreed to suchame sure, he would be guilty of breaking the solemn coronation oath to defend the Protestant religion

Wom down by this dash with the monarch, ill health and failure to defeat Napoleonic France (it would not be until 1815 that French attempts to dominate Europe were destroyed at the battle of Waterloo, by which time Pitt was dead from liver failure) Pitt resigned in 1801. He had not seen the Act of Union as a solution to the Irish problem He knew that social and economic reforms were essential as was Catholic Emancipation.

Ruling Ireland directly from Westminster solved nothing. The Union was a political expedient in wartime, and did not address the grievances in Ireland over land, religion and politics. It had no social dimension and served simply to increase the sense of unrest in the country. The Act of Union was the starting point of the economic decline of Dublin and Ireland. It was a complete disaster that even tually resulted in famine, land agitation and the total bankruptcy of the absentee landlord class that was created by moving all political and economic power to London

Repeal

Daniel O’Connell was a young man of twenty-six years of age when the flag of the Union was flown in Dublin for the first time. He saw the new flag go up over the Castle and he heard the joyful peal of bells that rang out over the city from St Patrick’s Cathedral. “My blood boiled,” he wrote, “and I vowed that moming that the foul dishonour should not last if I could put an end to it”

Later that year crossing the mountains between Killamey and Kenmare as he brooded again on what had come about, he noted, “My heart was heavy at the loss that Ireland had sustained, and the day was wild and gloomy. The desert district, too, was congenial to the impressions of solemnity and sadness…”

It would be his task to lead the campaign which eventually won the Emancipation Act of 1829 and won for him the title of The Liberator. One hundred and twenty years after the Union Jack was hoisted over Dublin Castle it was finally taken down to be replaced by the flag of the Irish Free State. The Union officially ended on January 15, 1922, within the Castle walls when the head of the Provisional Goverment, Michael Collins, to- gether with his ministers took formal possession from the last of the Lord-Lieutenants of Ireland, Lord Fitzalan. It was an historic occasion.

On Sunday, November 3rd at the 11.30 Mass in St Saviour’s Dominican Church, Dominick Street we celebrated the rededication and blessing of the National Shrine of St Martin De Porres. It was a joyful event, and it was an honour to have as the Celebrant, His Excellency Archbishop Luis Mariano Montemayor the Apostolic Nuncio to Ireland.

behalf of the Irish Dominicans and St. Martin Apostolate, I would One of the all who have contributed to the restoration of the National Shrine of St. Martin De Porres at St. Saviour’s in Dominick Street and made this project possible

Devotion to St. Martin in Ireland takes its origin in Holy Cross Dominican Church in Tralee in the early 1940s where it was begun by Fr Stephen Glendon or who had returned from preaching in the United States with an inspiration to spread devotion to Blessed Martin. The story of

Martin was preached in the United States as an answer to the divisions
in American society caused by apartheid. Ireland as a nation, while not having issues of apart- heid in the 1940’s had a great love for foreign missions conducted by thousands of Irish Missionaries abroad.

Many Irish labourers ab- road however did feel the effects of apartheid particularly in Britain and the United Sates and so devotion to Blessed Martin was an answer to much suffering and mis- understanding. Blessed Martin quickly became patron of the underclass and labourers as well as the sick and suffering.

Beginnings

It was in Tralee that the first image of Blessed Martin was pub licly venerated and where to this day, his painting still hangs at the entrance to St. Ann’s Chapel. Fr Glendon Op moved to Cork and another shrine was built due to the increase in devotion and interest in the Dominican Blessed.

In 1947 the Dominican Provin- cial, Fr. Geelan OP formally estab- lished the Blessed Martin Aposto- late and decided that its headquar ters should be homed at the princi- pal church of the Order in Ireland, St. Saviour’s in Dominick Street, Dublin 1. The Apostolate was placed under the spiritual directorship of Fr. Louis Coffey op.

His zeal and devotion to Blessed Martin was outstanding, and his chief aim was to promote devotion to Blessed Martin and to obtain prayers for his canonisation. Later the Apostolate would develop into the central office for fundraising for the Irish Dominican Missions, and the publication of the Blessed Martin Magazine in 1952

Completion

Fr Coffey’s work came to fruition with the Fr Louis Coffey Op Canonisation of St Martin in Rome by Pope Saint John XXIII in 1962. While far from retiring Fr Coffey began fundraising for a National Shrine in 1964 for the new saint and this was opened in St. Saviour’s Church in 1966.

In 2024 with the 800th Anniversary of the arrival of the Dominican Friars in Dublin, we decided as an Apostolate, to renovate the 58-year old National Shrine in St. Saviour’s and make it worthy of devotion once again.

As Pope St. John said in his homily for the Canonisation of St. Martin, “The virtuous example and even the conversation of this saintly man exert ed a powerful influence in drawing people to religion. It is remarkable how even today his influence can still bring us toward the things of heaven.”
The banner in Rome.

We hope the renovated shrine will lead to agruter devotionand loveof God and to his humble servant St Martin As you look above the altar you will see the original painting which hung from the loggia of St. Peter’s Basilica in Rome in 1962 at his Canonisation. Here Martin is depict ed in glory, where he calls each one of us to raise our eyes from our wor- ries and problems and to trust in God and his intercession for each of us.

We thank God every day for all our benefactors both living and deceased, and we remember espe- cially all those who lovingly passed devotion to the Saint onto us.

Mass on the Feast of the Holy Family and the priest said in the homily that the family of Jesus, Mary and Joseph could not be considered a real family due to the extraordinary circumstances in which they found themselves. I be- lieve nothing could be farther from the truth

Let us look at one instance of the normality of this family from a scene in the Gospels, the finding of Jesus in the Temple (the Fifth Joyful Mystery of the Most Holy Rosary). What is being played out in this incident from the Bible is avery real heartbreak for many parents. Look- ing at it in a general context we have a young child now growing up into adulthood and breaking away from the family home. He is doing his own thing, and he doesn’t seem to understand his parents’ concem.

ere you looking for me? I on’t you know I must be about my Father’s business” (Lk 2:49). ents do not have to come to terms with this reality as they see their children growing up and wanting freedom? How often have parents heard their young adult children say to them, “What is wrong with you? I’m okay Leave me alone. I must live my own life”.

As for all parents this must have been a great concem for Mary and Joseph. But again, like all parents they had to come to terms with it. We know from the Gospels that Jesus did go home with his earthly parents from the Temple, but this was only a temporary arrangement. Jesus eventually left Nazareth to go about his Heavenly Father’s busi- ness.

The pain and grief for his family is recounted in the Gospels. Indeed, some of his relations seem to think that he might have been mad and they tried to persuade him to retum home. to think that he might have been mad and they tried to persuade him to retum home.

This pain and grief become totally real when we remember the Fourth Station of the Cross when Jesus meets his afflicted mother. When I pray this station, I always think of parents suffering as they see their children suffering. I have no doubt that Mary would have taken the Cross from Jesus and carried it herself but of course life is not like that. We can’t live our children’s lives, they have to make their own decisions and mistakes.

No matter how much you as a parent or indeed as a grandparent would like to spare your children or grandchildren from the struggles of life, you cannot. Like Mary at the Fourth Station, you have to stand by and watch them suffer and suffer with them while continuing to love them Only last week I was speaking witha mother whose child had been diagnosed with cancer and she wondered why it could not have been her rather than her son. The joy
and the pain of children; the joy and pain of love were very real in the family of Joseph and Mary.

Parents, as you see your children grow up and you fear for them, place them under the watchful care of Mary and Joseph For the Sake of Another In the midst of this scene of the finding of the child Jesus in the Temple we get a glimpse into the relationship between Mary and Jos- eph.

When the young man is found Mary says to him “Son, why have you treated us like this? Your father and I have been searching for you in great anxiety” (Lk 2:48).

I am always interested in this sentence from the Blessed Virgin. She was not thinking only of herself, she was concerned for Joseph. Here is true love. This side of Mary we see again at the Wedding Feast of Cana, when she shows concem for the bridal couple who have no wine.

How often today do we see love as it relates only to me and to my happiness and pleasure; seldom if ever does our talking of love have to do with the other person. Yet in any truly loving relationship the other person has to take centre stage. How often has love been spoiled by someone who while claiming to love another person put their own happiness first. Mary in the Gospel teaches us about love; the one thing it can never be is selfish. Once you stop thinking of the other person love will never survive.

The Word Made Flesh The love between Mary and Joseph and their love for Jesus makes areal family but the Holy Family has a much more important significance; it speaks of the reality of the In- camation, God truly became man in Jesus. God in Jesus becomes truly one of us and as such he needs a loving family to care for him To be bom into aloving family is the right of all children. No child ever asks to be bom and never deserves to be rejected.

The security of the family unit is the basis for society. Society is there to support the family and to help its flourishing. The family is not there to support any political or social entity. The family, as a social unit has precedence over all other forms of social cohesion because no other institution has such avital role in the well-being of children.

When God became man, he needed a family to prosper at a human level. We all need to be loved and cared for and this is particularly true for children and especially young children. There is no other entity better suited to provide such love and security than in the family of a husband and wife living in a stable and loving comm- union

The Holy Family of Nazareth was the seed-bed of the human development of Jesus; it was a real family since he was a real child. It was there because Jesus needed it, Mary needed it and Joseph needed it.

This year on the feast of the Holy Family, let us pray for the protection and support of the natural family unit which is now under such in- tense pressure from various lobbying and special-interest groups. Jesus, Mary and Joseph protect my family and all families. Jesus, Mary and Joseph, protect the family unit of husband wife and children

The Blessed Virgin Mary – Queen Of All Creation

Glory be to God for dappled things – For skies of couple-colour as a brinded cow; For rose-moles all in stipple upon trout that swim; Fresh-firecoal chestnut-falls; finches’ wings; Landscape plotted and pieced – fold, fallow, and plough; And áll trades, their gear and tackle and trim

All things counter, original, spare, strange; Whatever is fickle, freckled (who knows how?) With swift, slow; sweet, sour; adazzle, dim; He

fathers-forth whose beauty is past change: Praise him Thus, the priest and poet Gerard Manley Hopkins, in his work Pied Beauty, struggles- and succeeds! – in finding a word and way to relate

The beauty which reveals the craft and care by which the Creator makes himself known. Creation comes from and retums to the God whose always aboveness desires to dwell in the here belowness! Never introspective, but always looking outward, the wonder of ordinariness redirects our gaze so that we can and should make our awareness of God’s presence an instinctive- ness, almost natural way of liv- ing. He desires to be known, and our wonder is the response to this desire planted deep within us.

The Church assigns, at least by title, a votive Mass which cele brates Our Lady as Queen of All Creation. But somewhat disap- pointingly the prayers of the Mass seem to focus on her queenship rather than the ever-present ques- tion- especially now- of how we value the creation about us.

Perhaps the title alone is enough to move us to this consideration, since when we consider the Mass texts deeply it is precisely as Mother of Christ, who emptied himself to assume the common condition of all humanity and offered himself on the Cross, that Mary is placed before us. And it is in Christ, the perfect sacrifice offered to the Father, that all things will be made new, and all creation will be redeemed.

The Map Laid Out

There is a delightful crossroads reached here. Mary is both Queen of Creation and Seat of Wisdom And it is indeed that Wisdom which Sacred Scripture celebrates as the Word through which cre- ation comes to be. That ‘speaking of the Word’ is in itself creative, and God continually speaks his Word so that creation continues to be.

Right from the arresting open- ing chapter of the Book of Genesis when the new myth of creation shows forth a God who is intimately in relation with all that comes from him, because his Word is a word of life, right through to the definitive speaking of the Word, in the womb of the Virgin,

The map of the glory of God is laid out for us as a map not of wandering but of sure stepped ness in the way of salvation history. No one can fail to be made joyful at the sacred writer’s enthusiasm for Wisdom as the means of creation:

She is a breath of the power of God, pure emanation of the glory of the Almighty: hence nothing impure can find a way into her. She is a reflection of the eternal light, untarnished mirror of God’s active power, image of his good- ness. Although alone, she can do all; herself unchanging, she makes all things new…

compared with light, she takes first place, for light must yield to night, but over Wisdom evil can never triumph. She deploys her strength from one end of the earth to another, ordering all things for good (Wisdom 7:25-8:1).

While the Old Testament authors could only wonder about Wisdom’s ultimate nature, the New Testament witnesses knew her to be Christ, the Son of God and of the Virgin. The poetry of St John’s Gospel opening recapitulates and reframes creation as a new event, a redeeming event, a Christ-centred event.

And from then on, those who took the mystical way to come to know God would search for his footprints in three always related books the book of Sacred Scripture, the book of experience, and the book of cre- ation.

More than ever our stewardship of our common home is thrown into stark relief today. Lording it over creation, we have sought to obliterate the marks of the Creator and deform his saving touch As Queen of Creation Mary calls us back to the centre of our very being – we are part, not the whole; codependents, not independents; servants, not masters

Tartin

west tart Ladvisor to many important people in Lima. Prominent church men, public officials and important citizens recognizing Martin’s natur al gifts and his exceptional virtues sought his advice in temporal and spiritual matters. The passage of time and subsequent events proving the soundness of Martin’s advice the troubled and uncertain came to him in increasing numbers. It was an unusual situation for the power ful of the Church and the State to seek expert counsel from a humble lay brother

Prominent among the church men who regularly consulted Martin was Feliciano de la Vega, a cele brated professor at San Marco University in Lima founded there by the Dominicans in 1551, the first university in the Americas. Felici- ano’s friendship for Martin blos somed from a wondrous cure by Martin and continued while Felici- ano was Bishop of La Paz, and while he was Archbishop of Mexico.

Sotomayor, afterwards Bishop of Cuzco, who all during his episco- pate sought Martin’s advice and helpin difficult spiritual and tempo ral problems On another occasion Martin dis- playing his ability to read hearts and discem intentions was able to help anotherman, the son of a prominent friend of his from going down a path which would lead him astray. Martin met him while out walking when the former was on his way to a house of ill repute.

Reading the evil intention in the nobleman’s heart, Martin engaged himinalong conversation. Out of respect for Martin, the man listened impatient- ly until finally Martin concluded, “You may leave now because the house to which you were going has just bumed down!” The man dropped on his knees and kissed Martin’s hand. “Thank you, Brother Martin, and thank God for His gifts to you If you had not read my heart I would have been burned to death in my sin” “Thank you, Brother Martin, and thank God for His gifts to you

A Prophecy Comes True Don Juan de Figueroa, Governor of all Peru, was a very dear friend of Martin’s, and for his dear sake, Martin often made use of his super- natural powers. Once when Don Juan had failed to receive several important letters from the King of Spain, he was greatly worried and went to Martin for advice. His friend told him to set his mind at ease that the long-awaited docu- ments would soon arrive on the next ship.

The prediction was fulfilled, and the Govenor was happy, but Martin wamed him “My friend do not be too jubilant you will have many more crosses to cany. And I am sony to tell you that some of these heavy burdens you yourself will build by your own folly. But in time these things will be resolved because by patience and submis- sion to the will of God calamities can be tumed into blessings.”

Some time later Don Juan con- fided to Martin that he was plan ning to erect a shrine, perhaps even a tomb and a vault for himself in the Church of Our Lady of Mary. Martin told him to contribute to the decoration of the chapel certainly, but advised him not to reserve a tomb there, and he pointed to the floor of his own cell, where they happened to be standing at the time -” for it is here that they are going to bury us both”

Sixteen years after Martin’s death, Don Juan was still alive. When the Dominicans began to plan transferring Martin’s cell into a shrine with the view to transfer- ring his sacred remains there, Fr Gaspar Saldaña remembered the good friendship which had always existed between the two men.

He suggested to Don Juan that if he could help with the embellishment of the new chapel he could, if he so desired, be interred there also.

Immediately Martin’s old friend remembered the prophecy and joy fully agreed to the offer Finally, many years later, when the little cell had been transformed into a shrine called Christ’s Chapel, the precious relics of Martin were brought there. Then, when the Gov- emreventually ded in extreme old age, he had the great privilege of being buried beside his good friend and adviser, Martin.

MATTERS MEDICAL: Fragility

Fr Christopher Vincent Gault op

The most shocking death I ever witnessed while working in the hospi- tal occurred when I was covering for a friend of mine on the cardiolo- gy ward. We came to one gentleman who welcomed us cheerfully into his room, while he was sitting at his sink and shaving. The team spent a few minutes chatting with the patient before moving on.

I distinctly remember exchanging a nod and a smile with the man as I walked out of his room (last of all, since I had been scribbling in his medical notes).

Not 10 minutes later, as we were in with another patient, an alarm sounded on the ward. The previous man had collapsed at the sink, having suffered a cardiac arrest. The team rushed into his room to attempt to rescue him, working on him for nearly an hour and calling in the assistance of the “crash team” (a dedicated group of on-call doctors and nurses who respond to cardiac arrests in the hospital).

Sadly, he was unable to be resuscitated. Though I had seen plenty of deaths during my short career, this man’s unfortunate passing shocked me. So recently he had been chatting with us, almost as if he hadn’t a care in the world. Then, his life was gone within the blink of an eye.

Events like this cause us to reflect on the fragility of our lives. The poor patient at the sink did not expect to die in the few minutes after we visited him, but that was beyond his control. As the Gospel tells us, “you know not the day nor the hour” (Matthew 25:13),

but this does not mean that we should live our lives quaking in anticipatory fear. Rather, it should cause us to recognise that there is very little we can do to forestall that eventuality.

Instead, we should place our trust in God’s Providence, the unfolding of His plan for the world and for our lives. Abandonment to God’s Providence is a good spiritual practice which can be renewed every day. Indeed, if we live our lives faithfully, as best we can, then we have no cause to fear and, with such abandonment, we can enjoy profound peace.

Saint Martin Replies

ANON Thank you St Martin for interceding with Jesus on my behalf. My mother had a problem with her leg, and I had issues with my teeth. I made two Novenas and my requests were granted. Thank you, Jesus and St Martin, for all your help. I love you both

SCOTLAND I am immensely grateful to Saints Martin and Pio for the most wonderful favour. My daughter’s incurable brain cancer tumour disappeared, and she has had no treatment now for a few years. Her oncologist is baffled and said it has to be a miracle. All my thanks to these great saints for their intercession on her behalf.

ANON Many thanks to St Martin for all his help over many years and for recent answers to prayers, including some health results and a good outcome to a matter related to work. I recite the Novena Prayer to him every day and know that he will intercede for all who ask.

WESTMEATH I wish to publish my Thanks giving to the Sacred Heart, Our Blessed Lady and St Martin. I prayed that our son would find employment in his field nearer home and our prayers were answered. I pray to St Martin every day and I feel that we have received many blessings through his intercession.

ANON I want to express my long overdue and heartfelt thanks for numerous blessings and favours received from God through the intercession of dear St Martin. He has remained a true friend in our family and throughout my life. On completing a novena to him, my son found a suitable place to rent near his work, which is very difficult to find in these times. St Martin’s intercession gives such solace which is so much needed today. I am grateful for your magazine. God bless you all and thank you Jesus for St Martin and all your saints.

CORK Saints Martin, Joseph and Anthony have helped me yet again. My daughter has gone through at difficult time, but things are getting straightened out and it is due espe cially to St Martin who has helped
us in the past and has again interceded to help her overcome another problem she was facing. Thank you, St Martin!

ANON With grateful thanks for St Martin’s intercession with Jesus and His Blessed Mother for my recent health scare. I had collapsed and been brought to hospital with extremely high blood pressure. I prayed that it was not serious because I had a dreadful pain at the back of my head. I was given blood tests which came back clear I am now on medication and am so grateful.

ANTRIM In grateful thanksgiving to St Martin, who has interceded for good health and a miraculous re covery to one in need. We will remain ever faithful. Special thanks also to the Blessed Trinity and our Mother Mary.
ENGLAND I want to thank my friend the Holy Spirit, Divine Mercy, Our Lady, Saints Martin,

Joseph and Anthony. My grandson who is dyslexic was studying for GCSE exams and finding some of his subjects difficult. He really wanted to go to College, so I started my Novena to St Martin Thank God and our Holy Mother he passed everything and got a place in a college which he loves. I am a very grateful granny, and I would appreciate if your readers could pray for my son.

GLASGOW I want to thank Our Blessed Lord, Our Lady of Lourdes and Medjugorje, Saints Joseph and Michael, and of course my dear friend St. Martin for many favours granted to my family and myself.

I had to go for an endoscopy and was sick with wony. I prayed to all the above and the outcome was very good. I promised to publish my thanks to all the above in your magazine. ANON I wish to publish my thanks to St Martin for all the answers to my prayers conceming

illness, family problems etc. Lately, I felt he had forgotten me when one day his book came by post. I used to be a Promotor but now buy at local level, so I realised he had been there all along and waiting for my prayers. It’s lovely to tum to him now and ask for help When those bad days Come.

The Interior Life Of Daniel O’Connell: Part 1

The Interior Life Of Daniel O’Connell: Part 1

Darid O’Connell’s public life well known – his oratory, his activism, and his political vitories but what about his interior life, and the story of his soul? That’s less well known, and it’s a very interesting story indeed.

If you’re ever in Keny with a day to spare, it’s worth visiting Denynane House, the country residence of O’Connell and his family at the height of his career This was his base when he was elected MP for Clare in 1828, an election which forced the British Government to remove the bani- ers to Catholics taking up sents in parliament.

This victory, known as Catholic Emancipation, was a goal towards which O’Connell had been working with all his powerful personality for two decades. For himself, it opened the door to a role in the greet theatre of the House of Commons, where his rhetorical skills and persistent campaigning became legendary.

He laboured unsuccessfully in the end, to repeal the Act of Union and to establish a parliament in Ireland, but he had many other political passions. He spoke powerfully in favour of Jewish emancipation, for example, and against slavery, taking up quite radical positions in these debates.

Among those who listened to O’Connell speaking in parliament was a certain Monsignor Pecci, who went on to become Pope Leo XIII, and Charles Dickens, who would often drop his pencil and weep freely when O’Connell Was Speaking

So that was the public O’Connell, the Liberator; the Uncrowned Derrynane House, Kerry. King of Ireland. What about his interior life? What about his religious beliefs? His life of prayer? For a long time, I assumed O’Connell was straightforwardly Catholic. I knew he had been educated in Catholic schools on the

Continent, that he was an active member of the Catholic Association, that he led the campaign for Catholic Emancipation. All of that sounds fairly solidly Catholic!

Not Always A Believer

But no, for a long time O’Connell was not a believer. As a young man, in France, and later in London when he was training to be a banister, he read the works of writers who were openly sceptical about the claims of Christianity: Voltaire, Godwin, Gibbon, and above all Thomas Paine.

O’Connell was 21 years old when he read Paine’s book, The Age of Reason, which advocated the abandonment of Christian dogmas, and the adoption of deism, belief in the God of nature, the God of the philosophers, an impersonal force which maintained harmony in the universe, but which did not love

creatures or intervene in their daily lives. In his diary young Daniel wrote of Paine’s book: “This work gave me a great deal of pleasure. In treating of the Christian system, he is dear and concise. He has presented many things to my sight in a point of view in which I never before beheld them’.

This was a major tuming point for O’Connell, and in his diary, we can see him progressively shaking off the faith of his child- hood in favour of the ideals of the Enlightenment: liberty, equality, fratemity, and the rejection of the Church and her supposed super stitions. He referred to God in his diary now as only ‘First Cause’, or ‘Great Spirit. He began to doubt the immortality of the soul. He praised the Roman Emperor Julian the Apostate, who rejected Christianity and restored pagan worship; he calls him Julian the Great. He even joined the Freemasons and became Master of a Lodge of Masons. He was still politically Catholic – Catholics were his tribe, after all but he wasn’t going to Mass or confes sion, and he wasn’t praying

Something happened in 1802, though, that marks another tuming point in O’Connell’s spiritual odyssey. He got married. His wife Mary O’Connell was a distant cousin of his with whom he had Fallen In Love Two Years Ealiec.

Her father was actually a member of the Church of Ireland, but her mother was Catholic, and she her self was a devout, prayerful Catholic. Their marriage was celebrated by a Catholic priest. It was secret, though, since Mary was from an impoverished branch of the family. Daniel was manying down, and he knew his close family would be seriously displeased with his marrying a dow- erless bride. They were indeed amoyed, but that did not dint the happiness of Daniel and his bride. She stood by him through all sorts of trials and, as we will see next month, she had a decisive impact on O’Connell’s religious convictions.

Vilnius, the capital of Lithuania, has a rich history that weaves together trials, endurance, and faith, This city has stood at the crossroads of Eastem and Westem Europe, en during centuries of occupation and hardship, from the Russian Em pire, through two world wars and the oppression of the Soviet Union It has a very impressive spiritual history, the Old Town boasting some of the most beautiful baroque churches in Europe.

Vilnius plays a very important role in the history of the Divine Mercy, as it was here that Saint Faustina received some of her most profound revelations Today, two sites in Vilnius stand as profound witnesses to this Divine Merty message

One is the small convent where Saint Faustina lived. At that time Vilnius had a majority Polish speaking population For a period from the end of I until the begin ning of W. W. II it was in fact part of Poland. Though little remains of the original complex, the building known as the Divine Mercy House preserves the space where she en countered Christ and received the revelation of the Divine Mercy Chaplet.

This modest structure was miraculously spared during Soviet rule when surrounding convent buildings were demolished to make way for a school. After Lithuania regained its independence in 1990, a group of local faithful worked to restore the

site, supported by Irish donors. This restoration transformed the convert into a centre of devout prayer Daily at 3:00 PM, people gather here to pray the Divine Mercy Chaplet. The survival of this sacred place, against the odds, is an inspiring testament to God’s providence, reminding visitors of the power of trust and hope in Divine Marty.

At the heart of Vilnius’s role as the City of Divine Mercy is the original Divine Mercy image, housed in the Shrine of Divine Mary Chapel. This small chapel stands beside the beautiful church and convent of the Dominican Fathers

This iconic painting created under the direct guidance of Saint Faustina and her spiritual director, Blessed Father Michel Sopocko, depicts Christ as He appeared to Saint Faustina clothed in white, with rays of red and pale light streaming from His heart, symbolizing the blood and water that flowed from His side. Below are the words, “Jesus,

I trust in You” a simple yet profound declaration of faith and surrender to God’s will. Saint Faustina recorded in her day Christ’s promise: “The soul that will venerate this image will not perish” (Diary, 48). This assurance continues to draw pilgrims to Vilnius, where they find

Married Saints

Tane Frances Frémyot, bom into French nobility in 1572, was destined to be the foundress of a religious order but before that she experienced a very happy manage which was cut tragically short.

When she was 20 Jane mamed Baron Christophe de Chantal. In spite of the fact that the marriage was ananged the pair were perfectly suited. They resided in the feudal castle of Bourtilly, where Christophe as baron was tasked with managing lands, governing and collecting taxes and providing military support to ‘e’ ‘ng w’ en nee’e”.

The castle was also home to numerous servants and administrative staff. Prior to his marriage to Jane the baron lived a disorderly life, leading to chaos among the castle staff. As the new baroness, Jane’s refined ways and organizational abilities enabled her to ensure the proper functioning of life in Boutilly to the delight of all its inhabitants. She even brought back the practice of daily Mass. The Baun and Baroness had 7 children, but only 4 survived infancy.

Despite these sorrows, descriptions of the young couple’s life together often come across as a fairy-tale mix of domestic joys, glittering social events, and exemplary practice of the faith Jane was madly in love with her husband and was not prepared for impending tragedy.

In October 1601, Christophe went out for a short hunting trio accompanied by his cousin, Charles d’Anlezy. Stalking a deer from the opposite direction Chades mistaking movements in the trees for the animal fired a shot which gave Christophe a mortal wound under which he suffered for 9 days Repeat- edly, the baron pardoned his guilt-ridden cousin urging him not to hate him- self for what was wholly accidental.

In those final days while Christophe saw his impending death as “having come from heaven” Jane was unable to imagine God’s purpose in allowing it. She only wanted her beloved husband to be spared.Perhaps Christophe was granted some sense of what was to come for Jane after his passing. God had great plans for his devout daughter.

In 1604 she heard a sermon preached by Bishop Francis de Sales which was a tuning point in her life. He became her spiritual director and having made provision for her children their common desire to serve God led them to establish the Congregation of the Visitation.

Theirs was a partnership which would advance them both along their respective paths to sanctity.peace, renewal, and a deeper connection to the mercy of Christ. The Shrine itself is humble, reflecting the essence of Divine Mercy, a quiet and persistent invitation to draw near to the heart of Christ.

Vilnius’s connection to Divine Mercy is not merely historical: it is a living dynamic call to trust in God’s infinite love. Saint Faustina recorded Christ saying: “Let no soul fear to draw near to Me, even though its sins be as scarlet” (Diary, 699). This message resonates deeply in a world full of guilt and des pair, reminding us that our sins are not beyond God’s forgiveness.

Vilnius, with its Divine Mercy sites, calls each of us not only to trust in Christ’s marty but also to embody that mercy in our lives, extending compassion and forgive- ness to others. The Shrine of Divine Mercy, Vilnius, Lithuania. Married Saints

Tane Frances Frémyot, bom into French nobility in 1572, was destined to be the foundress of a religious order but before that she experienced a very happy manage which was cut tragically short.

When she was 20 Jane mamed Baron Christophe de Chantal. In spite of the fact that the marriage was ananged the pair were perfectly suited. They resided in the feudal castle of Bourtilly, where Christophe as baron was tasked with managing lands, governing and collecting taxes and providing military support to ‘e’ ‘ng w’ en nee’e”.

The castle was also home to numerous servants and administrative staff. Prior to his marriage to Jane the baron lived a disorderly life, leading to chaos among the castle staff.

As the new baroness, Jane’s refined ways and organi zational abilities enabled her to ensure the proper functioning of life in Boutilly to the delight of all its inhabitants. She even brought back the prac tice of daily Mass. The Baun and Baroness had 7 children, but only 4 survived infancy.

Despite these sorrows, descriptions of the young couple’s life together often come across as a fairy-tale mix of domestic joys glittering social events, and exemplary practice of the faith Jane was madly in love with her husband and was not prepared for impending tragedy.

In October 1601, Christophe went out for a short hunting trio accompanied by his cousin, Charles d’Anlezy. Stalking a deer from the opposite direction Chades mistaking movements in the trees for the animal fired a shot which gave Christophe a mortal wound under which he suffered for 9 days Repeat- edly, the baron pardoned his guilt-ridden cousin urging him not to hate him- self for what was wholly accidental. In those final days while Christophe saw his impending death as “having come from heaven” Jane was unable to imagine God’s purpose in allowing it. She only wanted her beloved husband to be spared.

Perhaps Christophe was granted some sense of what was to come for Jane after his passing. God had great plans for his devout daughter. In 1604 she heard a sermon preached by Bishop Francis de Sales which was a tuning point in her life. He became her spiritual director and having made provision for her children their common desire to serve God led them to establish the Congregation of the Visitation. Theirs was a partnership which would advance them both along their respective paths to sanctity.

The whad is one of humanity’s zontal devices equipped with pad most significant inventions, revdles or buckets along their circumolutionising transportation, industry, ference. They were primarily utilised and engineering. From its eady use for imigation purposes, lifting water in cats and pottery to its role in from lower levels to higher levels for modem machinery and robotics, the agricultural needs. wheel has continuously evolved to meet the demands of technological progress

Waterwheels are perhaps the ear liest source of mechanical energy to replace that of humans and animals Their history dates back thou sands of years, with their origins rooted in the ingenuity of ancient civilisations such as Mesopotamia, Rome and China.

The Waterwheels and Watermills The earliest known use of water wheels dates back to ancient Mesopotamia around 400 BC. These early waterwheels were rudimentary, hon-

The earliest recorded mention of a watermill comes from Greek philosopher and engineer Philo of Byzantium who described a waterwheel used for grinding grain in his works The Pneumatica and Paras- ceuastica around 290 BC. This suggests that the ancient Greeks were the first to develop and document the use of waterwheels for grinding likely around the third century BC.

They are known to have developed the “horizontal-wheeled” mill; also called the tub wheel. This is the type of mill that Philo described at length in his works.

Typically, it is set up inside an actual building where the mill used water to power the wheel, which eventually milled the grain The design created by the Ancient Greeks was very simple.

How ever, it effectively got the job done Because of it, large quantities of flour could be produced and foods such as homemade bread became even more important to the culture.

Roman Expansion Of Waterwheel Technology

While the Greeks developed the concept, the Romans were the first to adopt waterwheels on a large scale. As the Roman Empire expanded, the demand for efficient food production and industrial work increased making water mills essen tial to daily life.

In 25 BC the Roman engineer Vitruvius wrote extensively about water mills in his work De Architectura. In it he described the vertical water wheel, which was more efficient than Greek horizontal wheels. This type of wheel used a horizontal axle and a gearing system to trans- fer power, making it suitable for large-scale grain milling
From the first to fourth on turies AD, the Romans built thousands of water mills throughout their empire, from Britain to North Africa. These mills were strategically placed along rivers and aqueduct-fed channels to ensure a continu ous water supply.

From the second century AD, water mills were used not only for providing a water supply and grinding grain but also for powering mills that forged iron and crushed ore, sawmills for cutting wood for construction and fulling mills for processing wool for textiles

One of the most impressive exexamples of Roman waterwheel tech- nology is the Barbegal Mill Comp lex, built in the second century in what is now southem France. The site housed 16 waterwheels ananged in two parallel rows. Water flowed down a stepped system, tuming multiple wheels in sequence – a remarkable feat of engineering Estimated to mill flour for over 12,000 people daily, it was one of the earliest examples of industrialscale food production. This complex demonstrated Roman mastery of water power, show

The ruins of a Noria in Hama, Syria believed to be over 1000 years old. The Noria, or Egyptian Wheel is thought to be the first vertical water wheel in his tory. It dates from the early Roman Empire, and was primarily used by the empire in Egypting that waterwheels were not

just individual tools but could be inte grated into large-scale industrial sites Prior to inventing the first water mill, the Ancient Romans and the Ancient Greeks had both invented the two major components of the mill, the waterwheel itself and the gearing that powered the water wheel.

Even though this highly adaptable, geared mill, with its widely diversified stream-flow conditions, was used extensively in Greece and in the Roman Empire, historical evidence suggests that its most dramatic industrial consequences occurred during the Middle Ages in Westem Europe

Waterwheels And Mechanical Power

During the Middle Ages-(fifth to fifteenth century) the wheel be came an essential component of European and Middle Eastem economies.

Waterwheel technology was spreading widely across Eur ope and the Islamic world and now came in various designs, including Undershot wheels powered by the river’s flow beneath the wheel and Overshot wheels, which used gravity as water poured over the top.

These early industrial wheels enabled mass production of goods, leading to economic growth in medieval Europe and Asia and became a critical power source before the advent of steam engines.

A mid-nineteenth-century cast-iron water wheel for a mill grinding locally mined ore.

By the eighteenth century, cast-iron waterwheels had replaced wooden models, increasing dura bility and efficiency. The growing use of gears and transmission systems allowed waterwheels to pow- er more complex industrial machinery, from sawmills to mechanical hammers.

Steam Power and Mechanisation The Industrial Revolution (eighteenth to nineteenth century) saw a dramatic transformation in wheel-based technology. The development of the steam engine, pioneered by British inventors like Thomas Savery (16981), Thomas Newcombe (1712) and James Watt (1768), led to the widespread use of flywheels and gear-driven mechanisms in factories. Flywheels stored rotational energy and stabilised machines, improving efficiency in textile mills, metalworks, and steam trains.

A James Watt steam engine. Watt’s inventions powered the Industrial Revolution and innovations of the modern age, from automobiles, trains, and steamboats, to steam powered machines in factories.

These innovations helped drive technological and industrial advancements long before more complex machinery was developed Gears and pulleys transmitted mech anical power, enabling more complex and automated machinery and railway wheels made of iron and later steel, revolutionised trans- portation

This period marked the transition from manual labor to machine-driven production, with wheels playing a central role in the mechanisation of many other industries Automobiles, Aviation, and Precision Engineering The twentieth and twenty-first centuries brought significant advancements in wheel-based engineering, particularly in automotive and aro-space indus integral to complex mechanical sys tems across various industries

The development of wheels with pneumatic (air-filled) tires, pioneered by Scottish inventor John Dunlop in the late nineteenth century, enhanced vehicle efficiency and comfort. Mass production of automobiles, led by American Henry Ford’s assembly line in the early 1900s, relied on precision-engineered wheels to support high-speed manufacturing

In aviation, landing gear wheels were developed to withstand extreme forces during takeoff and land- ing advancingairtravel. Even space craft rely on wheels. Rovers such as NASA’s Curiosity and Perseverance, feature advanced wheel designs with flexible treads and sus pension systems to navigate extra- terrestrial terrain.

Today, the development of mag- netic levitation trains and other fric- tionless transport technologies hints at a future where traditional wheels may be supplemented by new inno- vations. However, their importance to human progress remains un- changed

Sand music has the power to During the listener doser to God Sometimes, it can even bring a non-believer to religious faith In an article in the Catholic Answers Magazine, Eric M. Johnson wrote: “When people ask me about my conversion today, I often tell them I was converted by Mozat. That is an exaggeration, but not far from the truth. It was through music and art that I encountered a positive, inspiring vision of Catholicism” On at least one occasion, however, a non-believer has been brought to the Catholic faith by sacred music that he wrote himself!

This was the case with Dave Brubeck, the distinguished jazz pianist and composer who died in 2012. Brubeck was commission ed to write the music for a Cath olic Mass in 1979. He gave it the title To Hope! It was in the pro- cess of composition that Brubeck himself came to accept the Catholic faith

was approached to write the Mass He was reluctant, saying that he didn’t know enough about Cathol- icism But he eventually agreed- on the condition that Catholic experts in the liturgy would listen to the music and ensure that it was appropriate for worship.

Surprisingly, given this condition, Brubeck wasn’t very receptive when one priest pointed out that his Mass was missing the “Our Father”. He said that it did- n’t need it, that he was tired, and that he needed a holiday.

It was on this holiday, in the Bahamas, that Brubeck had a life-changing dream. Here is how he described it himself: “We were on a Caribbean island. During the night, I dreamt the entire Lord’s Prayer with chorus and orchestra I jumped out of bed and wrote down what I had heard as accurately as I could remember: Because of this event I decided that I might as well join the Catholic Church because someone somewhere was pulling me toward that end.”

Brubeck denied he was a “convert”, since he said he had nothing to convert from. “So often people will say that I converted to the Catholic religion. This is false. Al- though I was raised as a Protestant, I was never baptized and had never been a member of any church.”

Despite this disavowal of the term “convert”, Dave Brubeck or tainly belongs in this series. The number of people who define themselves as having no religion is expanding rapidly. In fact, the Pew Research Centre estimated in 2015 that people of no religion were the second largest “religious group” in almost half of the world’s nations The challenge of evangelising this growing demographic is crucial to the future of the Church. This makes the story of “converts from nothing” all the more important- and indeed, inspiring

May jazz musicians, of course, have had rather chaotic private lives. Dave Brubeck, however, wasn’t one of them His marriage to his wife Lola lasted a remarkable seventy years (until his death). Four of their six children became professional musicians and often collaborated with him As well as this, Brubeck was known for his modesty, gentle- ness, and idealism. He strongly opposed the segregation of black and white people at a time when this was common in the United States

Dave Brubeck Quartet

go there. Stop wasting my time and yours.” Dave did just that, opting to study music instead of veterinary science. Gifted as he obviously was, his inability to read musical notation caused him trouble. Eventually, ually he was allowed to graduate as long he promised never to teach music!

In 1951, after his military service, Brubeck formed the Dave Brubeck quartet. His wife had the creative idea that the band should tour college campuses- es, a practice that wasn’t common at this time. The tour was a great success, as was the live album taken from it, Jazz Goes to College.

The band’s biggest hit, however, came four years later with the phenomenally successful Dave Brubeck and wife lola Time Out album. Not only was the album more successful than any jazz record that came before it, but the single “Take Five” is still the best-selling jazz song of all time. (You’ve almost certainly heard “Take Five”, even if you don’t recognize the title. Just search for it on YouTube and within seconds you’ll be saying: “Oh, that!”).

“Take Five” was written not by Brubeck himself, but by the band’s saxophonist, Paul Desmond. Its experimental nature, however, was typical of Brubeck’s musical philosophy. It’s the most famous song ever written in 5/4 time, as opposed to the 4/4 time of most music. Brubeck kept performing until a year before his death, aged ninety-one. His career highlights included performing for eight different Presidents of the USA, as well as Pope John Paul II.

The Soul Of A Story

Every single human soul at the end of their life will present a story of their soul to God when they meet Jesus Christ face-to- face The Lord Jesus will receive the book and, with his omniscient eyes, scan every line and scour each chapter, so that he can ren- der his just and final judgement on a soul. Depending on their life choices and what they could achieve in God’s providence, some souls will present large and heavy tomes, whilst others will present small and concise short stories of their lives.

Some stories will boast about their life’s achievements; how much wealth they accumulated, how they wielded great power over many men and nations, their intellectual aptitudes and prowess, the honour that they were shown; the greed that they attained, the marvels they accomplished. But those who were animated by pride and worldly amb ition will be thrown into the lake of fire, and their names will be forever omitted from the Lord’s book of life’ (Revelation 20:15).

The saints, however, will ass emble before God and present the stories of their souls with rejoicing. Our joyous Lord will read with delight the many times that his saints fed the hungry and gave drink to the thirsty;

The many occasions on which his disciples clothed the naked and visited the lonely. The Lord will see how his elect, through grace, denied the camal impulses of unbridled pleasure and persevered in service of the one truth with heroic, saintly fortitude Our Lord Jesus will commend the prudent stewards of his mysteries and those who honoured him with due reverence in justice.

In truth, however; the saints will not present the story of their souls, but rather the story of how Christ became the soul and animating principle of their Christian lives. Each page of every saintly story will humbly admit that, for each saint, it is no longer I who live, but Christ who lives in me (Galatians 2:20). Their stories will acknowl- edge Christ’s power over their lives and will recount how Christ was, in fact, the soul of their story.

The Soul Of A Story

As long as we walk this pilgrim journey towards heaven, we appear before God as scribes writing our own spiritual autobiographies. God never rescinded the gift of free-will that he gave to Adam and Eve, even though they used it to sin and deny their relationship with him. God will never rescind our free-will either, but will help us by his grace to compose a story of how we lived in accordance with his commandments. In this way, Christ becomes the soul of our stories, so that, when we die, we too can admit that Christ’s grace has guided our hands in crafting a story of grace

Indeed, our Lord may point to the pages that still bear the scrib bles of anger and pride, or lust and gluttony that still need purifi- cation The names of those whom we have failed to forgive will be written in block letters, whilst the ink of an unheeded or uninformed conscience will be spilt across the vellum
“The Lord Jesus will receive the book and, with his omniscient eyes, scan every line and scour each chapter, so that he can render his just and final judgement on a soul.”

Each and every day is another page in this spiritual tome each year can be another chapter to grow in our knowledge and love of Christ’s truth and goodness. How wonderful, then, it will be when we have been given the grace to appear before our merciful Saviour with such volumes of virtue, For we shall come to the fullness of truth as to how

The grace of Baptism was fortified by Confirmation; how the grace of the Eucharist nourished our spiritual lives and injected colour into the blank-and-white typeface of our spiritual stories. We shall be eternally thankful that God raised up and sent wise, prudent, and holy pastors into our lives to guard our souls from the wolves, and teach us in the knowledge and pure love of God.

The impressions of crosses that we carried in life will be singed onto the pages of parchment by God’s love our eyes will well with tears when we read how many of our sins were blotted out by God’s maty and how the pains of hell were averted with a guaran tee of salvation undersigned in the unmistakable handen writing of Jesus Christ himself; his Father Kellan wishes to clarify that the Blessed Mother as cosignatory.

The Book Of Life

We write our spiritual autobiographies through our free will, but it is the hand of our Father in heaven- 18 Sat The miraculous change in substance from water into wine at the Wedding Feast of Car does not compare to the change in substance of bread and wine into the Body, Blood, Soul, and Divinity of Jesus Christ, which the Church properly and appropriately calls transubstantiation

The Priest And The Perpetrator

Marie Therese Cryan

In 1940 the paths of two very different men crossed in the infamous concentration camp at Auschwitz in Poland. They would meet again 7 years later in very different circumstances which neither could ever have imagined. One of them was the longest-serving camp commander, Rudolf Höss, the other a priest of the Society of Jesus, Fr Władysław Lohn. Members of the local Jesuit community to which Fr Lohn

somehow entered Auschwitz to find out what had happened to them. He was apprehended by the guards and taken to Hoss. It was assumed that he would be detained, but strangely, the commandant ordered him to be removed from the camp. This may have happened for two reasons: Höss might have admired his courage or else simply taken pleasure in denying his request that he be reunited with his community.

Höss had himself been brought up a Catholic in a strict household with a disciplinarian father. There was even talk he would one day enter the priesthood. However, he became disillusioned with the Church when he suspected a priest had broken the seal of confession and reported him to his father. He joined the Nazi Paty in 1922 after being inspired by a speech of Adolf Hitler and at the same time renouncings. Also, under Hoss’ watch in the ed, all affiliation with Catholicism

Architect Of Atrocity

He became an absolute believer in the ideology of the Nazi party, join ing the SS and working at Dachau and Sachsenhausen concentration camps before being placed in charge of Auschwitz on the orders of Heinrich Himmler. In the summer of 1941 Himmler advised Hoss that Hitler had ordered the ‘Final Solution’ to the Jewish Question’ and that the SS was to carry out that assign- ment. Auschwitz was chosen as the major site of what was effectively the mass extermination of European Jewry, because it was conveniently located with respect to trans portation and conceal- ment from the outside world.

Hoss began testing and perfecting techniques of mass murder on 3 September 1941. His experiments led to Auschwitz becoming the most effectively murderous instrument of the Final Solution and the Holocaust’s

Retribution

The commandant lived in a villa adjacent to the camp with his wife Hedwig and their five children for four years. He took care to hide the crematoria chimney from his chil- drenerecting a garden wall and plant- ing trees that obstructed their view from the house. On one occasion, he admitted to Adolf Eichmann that he often had secret doubts about the kill-

ings and became week-kneed when sending children to their deaths. In March 1946, Höss was anested by British forces who handed him over to the Americans. At the Nuremberg Trials, his written testimony was the first to provide a detailed account of the mechanics of the Holocaust. On 25 May 1946

Höss was handed over to the Polish authorities and the Supreme Nat- ional Tribunal in Po- land tried him for mur- der: He was sentenced to death by hanging Former inmates of the camp petitioned the court that the execution take place on the grounds of the former death camp German Prisoners of war were instructed to build a gal- lows there

Pending execution, Höss was transferred to the prison in Wadowice, some 30 kilometres from Auschwitz. In an irony of history. This was the birthplace of Karol Wojtyla, the future Pope John Paul II, who would later canonize prisoner number 16770, Fr Kolbe

Somewhere, buried under the debris of his years worshipping a false prophet, there remained the fact of his baptism, his Catholic upbringing (some even say, his early desire to be a priest), and so it was that on Good Friday, 4 April 1947, Höss asked to see a Catholic priest.

This was not an easy task as he would need to be a German speaker and be amenable to hearing the confession of such a notorious figure. His captors struggled to find one. Desperate, Hoss recalled the priest he had allowed to go free from Auschwitz. Enquiries were made and eventually Fr Lohn was tracked down. In another interesting twist he was found praying at the Shrine of the Divine Mercy in Krakow when they came with their request from Höss

A Kind Of Redemption

It was on 10 April 1947 that Fr Lohn heard the former commander’s confession. The next day he received Holy Communion, knelt in his cell and wept

Four days before his execution, Hoss wrote a letter to the State Prosecutor in which he acknowledged the enormity of his crimes and asked the Polish people for forgiveness. In a letter to his wife Hedwig he acknowledged that the ideology of the Nazis for which he had lived, worked and killed was wrong and regretted his past actions for which he must now pay with his life.

In the final weeks of what he himself called his “misspent life”, Höss finally attained some insight into the power of good over evil, not in the form of words but in the conduct of very ordinary people, his gaolers

“In Polish prisons, I experienced for the first time what human kindness is. Despite all that has happened, I have experienced humane treatment which I could never have expected, and which has deeply shamed me.”

Hoss was executed on 16 April 1947. Beforehand, he requested a cup of coffee and the presence of a Catholic priest at the gallows. His body was burned in an undisclosed location, and his ashes were thrown into a nearby river:

Fr. Lohn only once mentioned the encounter between himself and Höss in public. This happened while giving a sermon, during which he spoke about the unexpected demands that might come with priestly- ly ordination

On that day he was escorted from the camp he could surely never have foreseen a future one in which the Lord of Auschwitz would one day kneel before him for the Sacrament of Penance; the same man who had spared him, but who was responsible for the murder of millions of his country men, including the Jesuits from his own community.
Nor it is certain could Höss

The Cloister Garden

Lure beautiful spring-flowering plants named for their spotted, hairy leaves. This plant was introduced into Europe around the 16th century and spread throughout the Monastery’ gardens of Europe and the British Isles. It now grows native in Britain but is rarely found growing wild in Ireland, probably due to being a tasty treat to all grazing animals. Pulmonaria is the Latin word for “lung”, hence pulmo, as the spotted leaves are said to resemble diseased, ulcerated lungs.

Officinalis, meaning “sold in stores,” denotes a plant with culinary or medicinal use. The common name is lungwort: “wort” is an old English suffix that means “plant”, so the Lung Plant.

Lungwort is an old herbal remedy in folk medicine, used for a range of ailments, such as gas- gastrointestinal issues, skin inflammation, connective tissue damage, and as a general strengthening- ing tonic, as well as for respiratory problems. It was once an important plant in curing bronchitis and chest infections but there is no scientific- ic proof for this.

Some suggest that since the plant appears in early spring, it became symbolic for the annual spring deen, an opening of the ways so that we can breathe freely after the darkness of a long winter:

In the 11th century, St. Hildegard von Bingen, a German Benedictine abbess, wrote of Lungwort, “If sheep eat Lungwort often, they will become healthy and fat… But if, as we have said, one who has a swollen lung frequently drinks Lungwort cooked in wine, his lung will return to health, since the lung has the nature of a sheep!” I like this sense of one of our early spring flowers ‘spilling out’, whether of love,

tenderness, joy, sadness, or grace; a bubbling up of life which has been held underground in the dark for far too long. Lungwort flowers open pink and become blue as they age. It was said that the pink and blue flowers represented Mary and Joseph. In other places the blue flowers represent the colour of Mary’s eyes, whilst the pink flowers are her eyes when red from weeping when the Christ Child was lost in the temple and at the foot of the Cross. A pious

legend states that when the Holy Family were making their way from Nazareth to Jerusalem, Mary sat down to nurse the infant Jesus and the lungwort cushioned the mother and child. Its blooms turned blue when it reflected the joy in the Virgin’s eyes and when the Virgin cried thinking of the suffering of her Child, the blooms turned pink due to the redness of the tearful eyes of Mary.

Another legend states that Mary was distracted while feeding the infant and a few drops of her milk fell on the plant, spotting the leaves which have ever since borne the white markings of her holy milk. In France the Lungwort is known as L’herbe au lait de Notre Dame, the herb of the Virgin’s milk and in Italy it is known as Erba Della Madonna, the herb of the Madonna Lungwort has many legendary names, Jerusalem Cowslip, referring to the tears of Calvary; it is also called Mary and Joseph, and Adam and Eve referring to the pink and blue flowers on the same stem. In the monasteries, it was referred to as Mary’s Tears.

Lungworts are perfect for growing at the front of shaded or partially- ly shaded borders. They also form clumps so act as great ground cover, and they can be planted in a slightly sunnier location to attract more bees in the early days of spring rather than those growing in full shade. Lungworts like to grow in moist but well-drained soil in partial to full shade. Plant them singly, or in groups or drifts, in good fertile soil in partial shade. Once established, pulmonarias need little care apart from cutting back once or twice a year. Remove browned leaves and faded flower stalks after flowering. Divide clumps every four to five years to maintain healthy growth.

In these days of the Holy Week and Easter, the Lungwort reminds us gardeners that in life there are days of joy reflected in the blue blooms; days of sorrow that we cannot avoid when tears will blur our vision and the eyes will turn red in sadness and grief. Fear not and have the hope of Easter Sunday: “Truly, truly, I say to you, you will weep and lament, but the world will rejoice; you will be sorrowful, but your sorrow will turn into joy.” Jn 16:20

Out Of The Silence, Alleluia Will Rise

There are words we use, even if with a less demanding, or at least meaning Symbolically, in Lent we entered into the desert and we stopped singing Alleluia from Ash Wednesday until Easter Sun- day. A number of years ago I took time to reflect on the reasons why we do not sing Alleluia liturgically leading up to Easter. This journey led me to dig into the meaning of this word, and through it I discovered how healing this practice can be for us.

One of the reasons why we fast from Alleluia in Lent is that it is hard to sing Alleluia in the desert or while going through a desert experience. Alleluia is a joyful, exuberant song and yet we don’t always feel joy. We go through seasons of grief, heartache and hardship, when a joyful song is not appropriate. It is easier to start a lament is more appropriate.

Every journey through the desert will lead us not only through harsh conditions, but will provide some refreshing moments, like blossoms that we find on the way. Some flowers can blossom in the deserts of the world, and so in our inner desert experiences we might encounter blossoms of the resumection as well. For example, “the Atacama Desert of Chile is known as one of the driest places on Earth; however, because of higher than usual winter precipitation related to El Niño phenomenon, the desert can burst into a sensational bloom of colourful flowers”.

So far in Lent, did you notice any blossoms on the way, experiences that helped you feel God near as we journey towards the Holy Week and Easter?

Holy Week is a graced time. It can be like a crucible, reminding us of the gentle ams of God where we can place our needs and ask for healing in the coming days. The spring visible around us reminds us that it is a deep nur turing hope which is birthed through Lent that we all desire the most. Spring comes gradually. Out of the depth of winter, where trees were resting from their grief for they lost everything new shoots come, one by one.

Out Of Sadness

Perhaps in the silence that Lent provides, silence from words we often utter without pondering on their meaning. Alleluia might start to shape and deepen within us Psalms and prayers of the church during this season are, however, full of praise and thanksgiving directed towards God. They are like a ‘rehearsal for our Easter Alleluia.

My old computer dictionary provided two meanings for Alleluia. It is “used to express praise or thanks to God”, but is also “used to express relief, welcome, or gratitude”. Are we ready to sing Alleluia in the desert places, in all those experiences that break our hearts? Could you sing a joyful song out of an experience that you find challenging?

We need not only Lert, but more so the Holy Week to do their deep healing work in us before we can express relief and gratitude from within the exiled parts of our life. Alleluia has to rise out of the deep silence of our greatest sad- ness, only then it will be truly

real. It takes time for our deepest sadness to be able to sing, time and healing. So perhaps it is good we fast from singing Alleluia for a while

What is your greatest sadness? This is a difficult question, because we don’t always wish to look at the areas of deep hurt. However, today the invitation is to bring it to the light and into the liturgies of the Holy Week from Holy Thursday, into the Garden where Jesus was in agony, on to the way of the Cross and underneath the Cross where Jesus died. Finally, let us leave it in the grave with Jesus. Then, let us wait in the silence of Holy Saturday in which God seemed silent. If we approach the Holy Week in this way, our journey through it can be quite healing

In Isaiah we read, “The dry desert will rejoice. The desert will be glad and blossom. It will be covered with flowers and dance with joy” (Isaiah 351). For us this may take a few years, but our desert places can leam to sing, too. As we journey through the Holy Week, the gentle eyes of God are upon us. Jesus came so that we may have life and have it to the full.

When we are aware of God’s presence with us and when we let God take our interior exiled places through the pain of Good Friday, into the silence of Holy Saturday towards the Resurrection, we join our deepest sadness with His, so that He can join His deepest joy with us. Only then will our inner desert be able to exclaim on Easter Sunday the joy that empty grave brings; only then will our deepest sadness sing Behold!

Behold, Mary has brought forth a Saviour for us! John saw him and exclaimed: Look! There is the Lamb of God, there is the one who takes away the sin of the world.

The Office of None – the last of the Little Hours which are celebrat was fuds eques the hour around 3pm according to ancient Roman calculation of the day- light hours. For Christians, of course, the ninth hour is, according to St Matthew’s account of Christ’s passion (Matt.27:45),

The climax of the harrowing events of that first Good Friday: darkness has covered the land for three hours, since Christ has mounted the Cross; the Crucified cries out in a loud voice, and gives up his spirit; the veil of the Temple is rent from top to bottom, and dead men walk from their tombs and appear in Jerusalem. The entirety of history- all that was, is and will be- is sucked into that cataclysmic vortex!

Quietly, then, monks chant this Office and use this little antiphon to reflect, with Mary, on what is happening. The antiphon itself is a marvellous thumbnail summing up the extraordinary sweep of the Christ Event in the fewest words, unfolding, like the most exquisite bloom, the heart of faith, and May’s motherhood sitting in its midst. From Incamation to cosmic Consummation, the Word taking flesh revealed as the Lamb on the throne, salvation history explodes before us, and one word suffices to catch us: Behold!

Prologue having set out the Evangelist’s theological foundations and backdrop. The Baptist, already an established figure and provoking the leading Jews to question and curiosity (“Who are you?”, they ask him), with prophet- ic eye and mind and heart sees Jesus and tells his audience who He is! God that takes away the sin of the world… The man on whom you see the Spirit come down and rest is the one who is going to baptise with the Holy Spirit. Yes, I have seen
Behold, there is the lamb of
and I am the witness that he is the Chosen One of God” (John 1:19-34).

Behold! John the Baptist, like all the prophets before him, wants to do one thing: draw the atten Baptism of the Lord, Bartolome Murillo, tion of his audience, and our 1655. We are pitched into the dynamic drama of John’s Gospel; the 32 St Martin Magnew. Attention, to what really matters.

He points out, because he himself has seen and recognised and believed In fact, John’s Gospel is very much about seeing and believing, and those who believe are given power to become children of God. To see as we should see we need eyes that have been brightened with the true light that enlightens all people, a light which is the light of men, that shines in the dark, that darkness could not overcome.

To see as we should see we need a healing joumey from blindness to sight, to belief, to profession of faith in Jesus as Lord John 9). Ultimately, we too will say: Something which has existed since the beginning, that we have heard, and we have seen with our own eyes; that we have watched and touched with our hands: the Word who is life this is our subject (1 John 1:1).

The Lamb of God who takes away the sin of the world! With this John the Evangelist, through the witness words of John the Baptist, propels us to the final great drama of this story, and one more, balancing call to attend Behold the man! (John 19:5).

Pilate parades the disfigured scourged, and cruelly crowned Jesus before the mob, a Passover mockery which will transform and complete this most solemn of the Jewish feasts.

Even while the lambs for the Passover feast are being slaughtered – as they had to be- at the Temple, nit- ually, and the appalling river of stinking blood poured from that same Temple, the new Lamb would be sacrificed, and his saving blood would birth the Church In this temible triumph the final victo- ry is foreshadowed:

St John’s mighty Book of Revelation will lay out, in mind-blowing imagery, the manage of the Lamb in the heavenly Jerusalem, the final defeat of all that oppose God, and the river of life rising from the throne of God and of the Lamh

And lest we forget we should cast a glance back, to a simple word of consent which unlocked the door on which the Saviour knocked Behold, I am the hand- maid of the Lord!

The Life Of Saint Martin

When the news of Brother farewell allattested to the meaning Martin’s condition leaked into the city, as it was inevitable a circumstance of such import would the people were disconso late. They came in their throngs hoping to see him alive, the rich and the poor, the healthy and the sick, bishops, beggars, free people and slaves. All his life Matin’s great heart had embraced each of them, and now they came to bid him farewell, hoping to clasp his hand even though the thought of parting from him shattered their own hearts into a thousand pieces. It was not of course possible to let them all crowd into the dying man’s chamber and they were forced to remain outside. Remain they did, all through the days and nights of his illness, praying aloud and weeping unashamedly. Their best friend was dying and they knew it.

Thomas Merton once wrote, “In my ending is my meaning.” Matin’s ending, his final days, the throngs who gathered to hid him of his life. It was an event that moved an entire city, – the passing of a great saint.

Among his most prominent visitors were the Archbishop of Mexico who had so recently wanted Martin to retum home with him and Don Luis Femandez Boba dilla, Viceroy of Peru. The latter amived in a gold carriage and as such a distinguished visitor he was assured he could see Martin without delay.

“I’ll only stay a minute,” Don Luis told the Prior, “I don’t want to tire my good friend. But is it true what people are saying? Is Brother Martin really going to die?” The Prior nodded, “Brother Martin has not much time left, Your Excellency. Come,

I’ll take you to him He asked that we move him back to the cell where he spent all his days in Dominican life” The two men one in the black and white habit of the Dominican Order, the other in his royal robes of office, made their way slowly through the corridor to Martin’s cell. On the way a young novice met them His hands were trembling and he seemed frightened.

“Father Prior, Brother Martin has told me to say that he does not want to see His Excellency at this time.” The young man knew that this message could be viewed as an insult to the representative of the King of Spain in Peru and was apprehensive at being the bearer of such news. As expected, the Prior looked aghast and was quite upset. But the viceroy, a true gentleman said he was content to wait and placing a kindly hand on the novice’s shoulder asked gently, “What’s the trouble, you are shaking like a leaf.”

The young man raised his eyes. “Your Excellency, I did not know our Brother Martin was so holy! Just now I saw him, and he was talking as though there were people in the room, as though St Dominic and the Blessed Mother were with him, helping him not to be afraid of death! Oh, it was like a miracle!”

The Prior made an impe tient move, but Don Luis stopped him “Let’s wait until the good Brother sends for us,” he said humbly. “Truly, he is now with better company than ours.”

Fifteen minutes passed and then a lay brother came quickly through the comidor to where the Prior; the Viceroy and the young novice were waiting.

He too, was shaken with emotion “Brother Matin is ready now,” he said. So, with the Prior at its head, the little company once again stated off towards Martin’s cell. Inside the tiny room, Matin lay quietly on his bed, a crucifix in his workwom hands.

His dark eyes were very bright. Don Luis despite his rich dothes and high rank, fell upon his knees saying, “Brother Martin, you’ll not forget me when you go to Heaven? You will still pray for me that I fulfil my duties well.” Martin nodded and smiled at his friend through the pain

MATTERS MEDICAL:

See One, Do One, Teach One

Fr Christopher Vincent Gault op

There is a well-known and often repeated saying among doctors and medical students: “see one, do one, teach one”. As students shadowing doctors on the wards or in Casualty, the need for certain procedures to be performed on patients will often arise. These procedures are many and varied, involving a wide range of instrumentation and skill. The saying as quoted, indicates the belief, largely true that just watching a procedure is not quite enough because we learn by doing.

So, to take an overly simplified example of venepuncture (drawing blood for testing), a student might go along with a doctor or nurse to see how it is done, what equipment is needed, and how to ensure patient safety. Soon, however, it is the student’s turn (with the patient’s informed consent, of course) to try it for themselves. In this way, skills learned are reinforced and confidence is gained. Moreover, students are then encouraged, once they have the correct procedure, to teach their fellow students. This teaching process cements the skillset even further.

In the spiritual life, we can follow this old adage pretty closely as well. When we engage in our prayer lives through the sacraments and time spent alone with God using the Scriptures or the rosary, we put ourselves in contact with the mysteries of Jesus Christ’s earthly life. Each of these events, how our Lord spoke and acted, is an opportunity for us to be taught and see how to imitate Him.

Since these events of His earthly life concern the man Who is God, they contain real divine power to transform us, merely by our contact with them in prayer. Fairly soon after having seen, however, it will be time for us to do, putting our imitation of Christ into action. Like learning the medical procedure, these actions reinforce what we have learned through our “seeing”, since by them we grow in the virtues, which are like skills which we learn by repetition, and which enable us to act well.

Lastly, we are called to set an example for others to follow, in other words, to teach them how to live virtuously. Though this may all seem to be a huge responsibility, still we are always reliant on our true teacher, Christ the Lord, through His grace.

1. The Prophecy of Simeon (Luke 2:34-35)

Let us consider that at the birth of our children, we can almost be certain that they will break our hearts at some stage. The broken heart of a parent is enlarged through the suffering for a child out of love.

2. The Flight into Egypt (Matthew 2:13-21)

Go forth into Egypt, take the child and its mother and flee at night for Herod wishes to kill him. Let us consider the holy family fleeing to a foreign land, to a foreign culture, and religion, to hide themselves from the hor- ror of Herod. To have only them- selves and no roof above their heads.

3. The Loss of Jesus for Three Days (Luke 2:41-50)

Let us consider Mary awake for three days and nights, unable to sleep, in tears and anguish. Let us think of those parents who cannot sleep at night and who have not seen their children for many years; who may have no contact with their children through breakdown in communication and family unrest.

4. The Carrying of the Cross (John 19:17)

Let us consider a parent who watches a child carrying the cross of sickness or suffering 38 Saint Martin and know they can do nothing for them. Any parent would carry their child’s cross to share the burden. Let us remember those parents who feel anguish and helplessness as their child suffers.

5. The Crucifixion of Jesus (John 19:18-30)

Let us consider those parents who are at the bedside of their dying child, who listen like Mary to the slowing heartbeat and last breath. Consider those who hold the hand of one they love and wish to change places with.

6. Jesus Taken Down from the Cross (John 19:39-40)

Let us consider those who today hold in their arms a child who has died. A lifeless one whom they brought into this world. Let us consider the mother who holds a dead child near her beat- ing sorrowful heart

7.Jesus Laid in the Tomb (John 19:39-42)

Let us consider all parents who witness the burial of their child; will I see them again? Will I embrace them again? Let us remember all who stand alone at a grave grieving. These are the mysteries of Mary’s heart; these are the mysteries of a woman who suffers and who un- derstands your suffering.

Saint Martin Replies

KERRY Sincere thanks to Our Lady, St Martin and St Pope John XXIII for interceding for me and the subsequent good result out- come of a DEXA scan I am also expressing my gratitude for the fact that my house and property and those of my brother were not damaged during severe storms Anytime I go to visit a sick per- son I bring them a copy of the Saint Martin Magazine.

DONEGAL I would like to express my thanks to St Martin for many requests granted throughout the years he has always been and is always there during health matters, crises in the family and financial concerns. I am very grateful.

TYRONE I have only ever com pleted the 9-day novena to St Matin twice. The second time was to ask for peace of mind for my sister. During a chat with her a few days after I had completed the Novena, she said she felt much more settled. Please God she will continue to do well.
There is nothing like the power of prayer. Thank you St Martin.

LEEDS, UKI would like to thank the Sacred Heart, Our Lady of the Miraculous Medal, St Martin and St Peregrine for hearing my pray- ers. I was apprehensive before pre- serting for a medical diagnosis but when I attended a local hospital I was told it was not cancer:

CLARE I would like to honour my promise of publication to Our Lady of Fatima and St Martin I made a Novena to St Martin and prayed to Our Lady that my daughter would be successful in an interview to secure a permanent job. She was offered aposition I always pray for my children and mother. St Martin, thank you Please help me with my cunent request. I have been blessed with my life, and I thank St Martin for always walking by my side.

WESTMEATH I am writing to convey my heartfelt thanks to St Martin and St Philomena for a great favour received. My daugh ter was going out with a lovely

fellow but sadly it all ended. I made a Novena to St Martin, and I am delighted to say that everything seems to be tuming out well again I will keep praying to St Martin and St Philomena as I have done all my life.

We want to reassure our readers that any promise of publication is fulfilled when you write to us, even if your favour does not appear in print.

Our Replies are published at the discretion of the Editor, and in good faith that the person writing to us has been honest with regard to what they have asked for, and received.

Novena Prayer To St. Martin De Porres

Most humble St. Martin, whose burning charity embraces all, but especially the sick, afflicted or in need, we turn to you for help in our present difficulties, and we implore you to obtain for us from God health of soul and body, and in particular the favour we now ask.

May we, by imitating your charity and humility, find quiet and contentment all our days, and cheerful submission to God’s holy will in all the trials and difficulties of life. St. Martin, pray for us that we may be worthy of the promises of Christ. Amen. O God, who exalts the humble and who made St.

Martin, your confessor to enter into the heavenly Kingdom, grant through his merits and intercession that we may so follow the example of his humility on earth as to deserve to be exalted with him in Heaven. Through Christ Our Lord, Amen.

Great irish Dominicans Alphonsus O Donoghue

Great irish Dominicans Alphonsus O Donoghue

As we approach the end of 2024, this yearlong series of articles on ‘Great Irish Domini- cans’ comes to its conclusion. Over the last twelve months we have met bishops, ambassadors, crusaders, translators, reformers, martyrs, dogged administrators, and super- star preachers.

For our final instalment, though, I’ve decided to tell the story of a Dominican friar who is almost completely unknown. His name is Br Alphonsus O’Donoghue OP (1839-1920).

I got to know this lay brother through a single notebook sent to me some months ago by a kind correspondent. At first, it was something of a mystery to me. Who was this Br Alphonsus who kept such beautiful notes in Irish and English? As I patiently turned its pages, the notebook gave up its secrets.

The first section of the book includes songs in Irish composed by Seán O’Donoghue, the father of Alphonsus. A little biography is included, full of filial affection.

We’re told that Seán was born in 1816 in Spiddal, Co. Galway, and settled in Casla, where he worked as a farmer and weaver. In that remote part of Connemara, he established classes in Christian Doctrine.

On Sundays he taught in the church, and on Saturday evenings in his own house. The Irish songs were composed to help his students remember their lessons, showing an extraordinary degree of creativity in the work of catechesis.

Br Alphonsus’ mother, Teresa, was active in the apostolate too. The notebook includes an account of her life (entitled, ‘My Mother, My Good Mother’) in which Br Alphonsus explained that, when their family lived too distant from a church for her to make the journey to Mass on Sunday, she would gather the local women in her home to pray the fifteen mysteries of the Rosary.

After the Rosary being over’, he tells us, ‘she would tell them some holy stories which served to keep their thoughts on heaven the remainder of that day’.

It’s perhaps no surprise that the son of such committed apostles ended up in the Dominican Order, but Br Alphonsus’ vocational path was- n’t entirely smooth. The O’Don- oghues, like so many others, were forced to leave their home in the wake of the Great Famine. With their four young sons they witnessed ‘fever, cholera, poverty, and dire starvation’.

Eventually, the family settled in the Claddagh, on the outskirts of Galway city. There they all turned their hands to the work of boatmen.

At the same time, though, they got to know the Domini- can friars in the Claddagh. Seán, now with the help of his sons, turned again to cate- chetical work: after Mass on Sundays, he would offer to the Irish speakers in the congregation a translation of the sermon that had been preached in English.

Seán and Teresa became Dominican tertiaries, and in May 1867, their son Timothy, aged 28, entered the Order as a lay brother in Galway, becoming Br Alphonsus.

Mission to America

According to a list in his notebook, the following 53 years would see Br Alphonsus assigned to Sligo, Newry, Tallaght, Limerick, Water- ford, Boula, Newbridge, Waterford (again!), and Galway, where he remained from 1889-1920. We know little of the work he carried out in those places, but he was evi- dently a practical and trustworthy friar

In 1893 he was entrusted with the important mission of travelling to America to raise funds to cover the cost of building the fine church that now stands on Claddagh Quay. He laboured there for seventeen months. “Thanks be to God, and

Our Lady of the Rosary’, he writes, ‘who brought me safe, and cleared the debt of our new church’.

Br Alphonsus’ work shows up in another document, now in the archives of the Galway Dominicans: a record of property and investments associated with that community. He was evidently a careful steward of the economic basis of the life and work of the friars.

His words reveal more than his practical side, though. Some of the pages of his notebook reveal his creativity and spirituality, such as the poem (in Irish) he wrote to encourage his brother, Patrick, then a policeman, to enter the Order. Its refrain runs as follows:

Elsewhere he addresses his nephews, for whom he composed this note- book. He wonders if they’ll be embarrassed that their uncle was only a poor lay brother’, and then writes:

Ah! my dear little Nephew, if you but knew half the happiness of the most humble Laybrother you would at once quit the world and go to enjoy it. The few tears of contrition shed for past sins are more palatable than the grandest viands. And the few silent tears of love of God are I assure you sweeter than the merriest peals of laughter. I hope you have already felt that what I say of these tears is true, and I pray that you may feel it the more, and then remember me.

It seems fitting, at the end of our 800th anniversary year, to remember Br Alphonsus O’Don- oghue, and with him the many sons of St Dominic whose great- ness lay in quiet, faithful labour in the vineyard of the Lord. May they be rewarded and may many more follow in their footsteps.

Sing to the Lord O Come O Come Emmanuel

evening time, after the turkey sandwiches had been eaten, my grandmother yearly would quote a neighbour from her childhood and say, “As so and so used to say Christmas is as far away as ever!” And to be honest with you, I used to hate it when she would say that! It seemed so disappointing that something that we had been looking forward to so much, for so many weeks, was now gone. We have a very bad habit of peaking too early when it comes to Christmas.

Almost from Autumn the festive season seems to be coming. By at least the middle of November everywhere is ready for Christmas. Trees are up, decorations are shining, shops appear to be getting busier and busier, and everyone seems to be chasing their tails. When Christmas finally does come, we seem to be so tired of it that nobody would mind if the dec- orations disappeared on St.Stephen’s Day!

I, for one, am not going to give in to this temptation. This month I would like to reflect upon the other great season that falls in December – the season of Advent.

Anticipation

The word advent comes from the Latin word for arrival. Advent is a time of waiting for something that is going to happen. For Christians there are two arrivals associated with Jesus. We believe that Jesus came in the flesh. He was born of Mary, true God and true man. He lived his earthly life, died on the Cross, and rose again. We believe that he ascended into Heaven – that was His first arrival; His first coming. We also believe that at the end of earthly time He will come again – as the Creed says, “to judge the living and the dead.” We know this

from His own words in the Gospel. This is sometimes called The Second Coming. Both of these arrivals, His earthly birth, and His glorious return, have a waiting peri- od before they take place. The first advent comprises the long centuries before Jesus’ birth; the second advent is the period in which we are living now. In the liturgical season of Advent we commemorate both of these arrivals. Strangely enough, we do this in the reverse order. The first part of the season looks for ward to Christ’s return in glory, the second part of Advent commemorates His nativity.

One hymn that captures this very well begins with the words “O Come, O Come Emmanuel.” This hymn has seven verses, though we normally do not go beyond the first in most cases. Each verse is a trans- lation of one of the so called ‘O antiphons.’ The O antiphons are little reflective pieces sung before the Magnificat in the Divine Office. A different one is prayed each evening in the run up to Christmas

Eve. Each of them uses a biblical title associated with the Messiah: addressing Jesus directly (hence ‘O’ as in ‘O Jesus’) He is called, for example, ‘Key of David’ and ‘Lord of Might’. The first title ‘Em- manuel’ reminds us exactly who Jesus is, because this word means “God with us.” Advent teaches us that God is with us in Christ. Christmas is not just a one-day celebration, it is every moment of every day, because of the fact that God chose to live with us in time.

After the First Advent Jesus was born in poverty, hidden away in the back streets of Bethlehem. At the end of the Second Advent Jesus will return in power and glory and everyone will see him. The words of the Psalm will then come true in a real way, “All the nations have seen the salvation of our God.” As we prepare for Christ- mas, keep in mind that Christmas Day is every day. Christ once came, Christ will come again. With the whole church may we say, “Come Lord Jesus!”

IRISH DOMINICAN MARTYRS

FR EDMUND O’BERN OP

The writer and Christian apologist G. K. Chesterton once remarked that the tragedy of the English conquest of Ireland was that the English never remember it and the Irish never forget. Imperialist attitudes towards the Irish

The execution of Irish Catholic Martyrs
that they were ‘barbarous wretches’ and should be either Anglicised, deprived of their lands or exterminated, go back to the reign of Henry II. That king’s invasion of Ireland in 1171 marked a critical point in Irish history, as it led to establishment of English control over significant parts of the country.

It was only after the expansionist and bellicose Tudor monarchy of the sixteenth century, most notably Henry VIII and his daughter Elizabeth I, that the English succeeded in gaining control over the entire country.

The Tudor plan- tation policy was continued in the seventeenth century, particularly by the Cromwellian government which granted over half the land of Ireland to its army officers and to investors who had financed

its campaigns. The dispos- session of the Irish landowners and the systematic anglicisation of Irish society resulted in the destruction of the ancient Gaelic social order and decline of native culture and the Irish language.

In the area of religion however the Irish were not for turning despite active proselytism and dreadful persecution.

This persecution reached its heights between 1641 and 1652. No one name has ever been agreed for the war that was fought in Ireland between these years.

Commonly it has been referred to as the 1641 rebellion, the Confederate War or the Cromwellian War. The one term that unifies them is the contemporary Irish language term Cogadh na haon deag mbliana or the Eleven Years War.

It was a confusing multi-sided war, where alliances shifted bewilderingly and was almost certainly the most destructive in Irish history One of the victims of this dreadful time was the Dominican Edmund O’Bern who had early experienced the benefits of being born into a noble Roscommon family.

His holiness was such that he was drawn to life with the Dominicans.

We have limited information of his life, but we know that he was captured by the soldiers after the garrison in Leitrim fell to the Cromwellians. Fr O’Bern refused to renounce his Catholic faith.

His courage infuriated his interrogators who set upon him in the cruellest fashion cutting off his fingers and toes one after the other. When this torment ceased, they beheaded him with a sword.

Sinterklass to santa claus

Santa Claus, known worldwide as the jolly, gift-giving symbol of Christmas, has deep historical roots in the story of St. Nicholas of Myra. St. Nicholas was a fourth-century bishop of Myra, a city in what is now modern-day Turkey. He was born around 270 AD into a wealthy fami- ly. After their death he used his inheritance to help those in need, often doing so anonymously.

Nicholas was known for his piety, generosity, and miraculous deeds. His reputation grew for secret acts of kindness, such as providing dowries for poor young women to save them from a life of servitude. One famous story recounts how he secretly deliv- ered bags of gold into a poor man’s house on three separate occasions – allegedly tossing them through a window or chimney at night. According to legend, the gold coins landed in stockings or shoes left by the fire to dry, which later became the origin of the Christmas tradition of hanging stockings.

St. Nicholas was also credited with numerous miracles. In one well-known story, he saved three innocent men who had been wrongly sentenced to death by a corrupt governor. Another account claims that he resurrected three children who had been killed by an innkeeper, cementing his role as a protector of children. These mira- cles elevated Nicholas to a status of great veneration, especially as a patron saint of children, sailors, and the poor.

During his lifetime, Nicholas en- dured persecution under the Roman Emperor Diocletian, who launched a fierce crackdown on Christians. He was imprisoned for his faith but was later released after Emperor Constantine legalised Christianity. Nicholas participated in the First Council of Nicaea in 325 AD, where he reportedly defended or- thodox Christian beliefs against the Arian heresy (a Christian heresy that declared that Christ is not truly divine but a created being).

The Feast of St. Nicholas and Early Traditions

St. Nicholas passed away on December 6, 343 AD. This day became a feast day in his hon- our, celebrated throughout Europe as “St. Nicholas Day.” In the centuries that followed, devotion to the saint spread across the Byzantine and Roman Empires, and by the Middle Ages, he was one of the most popular saints in Europe, particularly in coastal and trad- ing towns where sailors vener- ated him as their protector.

Relics attributed to St. Nicholas were brought to Bari, Italy, in 1087, where a basilica was constructed in his name. Pilgrims from across Europe trav- elled to Bari to honour the saint, which further spread his reputation. Through this growing devotion, local customs evolved in his honour.

Sinterklaas

In the Eastern Orthodox and Catholic churches, especially across Europe, St Nicholas’s feast day was marked by charitable acts, festive gatherings and exchanging small gifts, especially for children, reflect- ing the saint’s role as a protector of the young. In the eleventh century, St. Nicholas was especially popular in Germany, the Netherlands, and France, likely through trade with southern Europe. In the Nether- lands, the Dutch tradition of Sinterklaas emerged. Sinterklaas or St Nicholas was believed to have arrive from Spain on a white horse,

dressed in bishop’s robes, carrying a staff. This figure was accompanied by helpers, known historically as ZwartePiet, who assist in distributing treats such as chocolate letters and marzipan. In the sixteenth century, the Protestant Reformation discouraged the veneration of saints in many parts of Europe, including the Netherlands. However, the Sinterklaas tradition survived, par- ticularly in Catholic regions of the southern Netherlands (now Belgium) and Amsterdam. During this time, December 5, the evening before St. Nicholas’ Day, became the main focus of the celebration.

On this day, children in the Netherlands would leave out their shoes by the fireplace or front door, hoping to find gifts from Sinter- klaas the next morning – a custom still practiced today.

Dutch Influence in New Amsterdam and Beyond

The story of Sinterklaas found its way to the New World during the 1600s when Dutch settlers established the colony of New Amster- dam, which later became New York City. While the colony was over- taken by the English in 1664, Dutch customs persisted for generations within communities in the region. Dutch families continued celebrating Sinterklaas each December, and even as the Dutch language began to fade, the tradition lived on.

Although Sinterklaas was not initially widely known outside of the Dutch enclaves in America, the following centuries saw the imagery and legend slowly seeping into the broader American con- sciousness; blending with English, German, and other European traditions.

The Birth of Santa Claus in Nineteenth-Century America

By the nineteenth century, the image of Sinterklaas began to evolve into the jolly, red-suited fig- ure of the Santa Claus we recognise today. Writers and artists shaped

This transformation, particularly through works like Clement Clarke Moore’s 1823 poem A Visit from St. Nicholas (commonly known as ‘Twas the Night Before Christmas) and the illustrations of Thomas Nast. Moore’s poem described Santa Claus as a merry, plump figure with a sleigh and reindeer, solidifying his association with Christmas Eve and gift giving.

Thomas Nast’s Merry Old Santa Claus; illustration for Harper’s Weekly, 1860 this transformation, particularly through works like Clement Clarke Moore’s 1823 poem A Visit from St. Nicholas (commonly known as ‘Twas the Night Before Christmas) and the illustrations of Thomas Nast. Moore’s poem described Santa Claus as a merry, plump figure with a sleigh and reindeer, solidifying his association with Christmas Eve and gift giving. Thomas Nast was a famous political cartoonist. In the 1860s, Nast began drawing Santa Claus for Harper’s Weekly.

His illustrations featured Santa as a plump, bearded man in a fur-lined suit, further reinforcing the secular and jolly persona. Nast’s Santa also introduced new elements to the mythology, including Santa’s work-shop at the North Pole and a list of children’s behaviour, both naughty and nice. These features, along with Moore’s poem, firmly established the Santa Claus tradition as we know it today.

In many countries, especially in Europe, December 6 is still celebrated as St. Nicholas Day. Meanwhile, the figure of Santa Claus remains a beloved part of global holiday cele- brations, uniting people across cul- tures and traditions.

Whether celebrated as a saint or remembered as Santa Claus, St Nicholas’s journey reflects the enduring power of generosity and compassion. His legacy continues to inspire people around the world dur- ing the Christmas season; reminding us of the joy of giving, the importance of compassion and caring for those in need; particularly at this time of year

Famous Converts Elizabeth ann Senton

In the winter of 1803, a ship named the Shepherdess sailed from New York to the port city of Livorno, Italy. Among its passengers were the merchant William Seton, his wife Elizabeth Ann, and their daughter Anna Maria.

Although they came from the cream of New York society, the family had suffered severe misfortunes in recent years. First off, Elizabeth’s beloved father Richard Bayley had died two years previ- ously. The first health officer of New York, he had contacted yel- low fever from patients he was treating in a quarantine station.

William Seton’s father had also recently died, and after his death the family firm had suffered. The situation was not helped by a war between England and America at this time. To cap it all, the tubercu- losis that had afflicted William for years had become worse. His doc- tors recommended he visit Italy in the hope that the warmer climate there would benefit his health. In doing so, they unwittingly guaranteed his death.

Seton was going to visit his business partners in Livorno. But when the ship reached Italy, that’s not what happened. The authori- ties of the city had heard of the yellow fever epidemic in New York and insisted that the Setons spend four weeks in a quarantine station, a building the Italians called a “lazaretto”. It was essentially a stone tower.

Instead of the warmth he had been seeking, William Seton would spend weeks in a cold building by the sea, in the depths of winter. He survived the ordeal only by a few days and perished in Livorno.

A New Direction

Elizabeth Ann Seton was now at the lowest ebb of her fortunes. A widow with no resources, and more children to raise at home, the future looked bleak. But everything was to change in Italy. There, her encounter with the Catholic religion brought her, gradually, to a new spiritual faith. Before she died at the age of forty-six, Elizabeth Seton was to

become the founder of a religious order, a pioneer of Catholic edu- cation in America, and an inspirational figure to the young Church in America. In 1975, she was pro- claimed the first saint to be born in the USA.

It’s tempting to say that nobody could have foreseen all this.
Extraordinarily, this is not the case. There must have been something very remarkable about this young widow, because her husband’s Italian (and devoutly Catholic) business partners did indeed foresee that she might play a big part in the future of American Catholicism, even though she was an Episcopalian.

They took great pains to con- vince her of the truth of the Catholic faith, ultimately succeeding. Other figures taking an interest in Elizabeth’s spiritual allegiance were John Carroll, the first Catholic bishop in America, and John Henry Hobart, a future Episcopal bishop of New York, who was previously Elizabeth’s spiritual mentor. Hobart fought furiously to convince Elizabeth to remain an Episcopalian

A Narrow Escape

Elizabeth Seton was older than the United States of America. She was born in 1774, two years before the Declaration of Independence was signed. Elizabeth’s moth- er died when Elizabeth was very

young and, her stepmother Char- lotte never accepted Elizabeth and her siblings. She later separated from her husband. This tension, and a naturally melancholic temperament, led Elizabeth to con- template suicide at the age of eighteen:

“the night of the bottle”, as she recalled it. (The “bottle” in question contained laudanum, a medication which could be fatal when taken to excess.) Thank- fully, Elizabeth didn’t succumb to temptation.

It’s tempting to say that nobody could have foreseen all this.

Extraordinarily, this is not the case. There must have been something very remarkable about this young widow, because her husband’s Italian (and devoutly Catholic) business partners did indeed foresee that she might play a big part in the future of American Catholicism, even though she was an Episcopalian.

Her life became happier when she married William Seton a year later. The wedding was a major social occasion, officiated over by the Episcopalian bishop of New York. The couple moved into a fashionable house on Wall Street. They were to have five children.

Elizabeth was a beautiful and accomplished young woman, who enjoyed reading and horse riding. She was also charitably inclined, a member of a society that helped poor widows and chil- dren.

This idyllic life came under strain when Elizabeth’s father-in- law died. The couple became guardians to his six young chil- dren. Elizabeth felt overwhelmed, and they had to move back to her father’s house. It was not too long after this that the couple took the fatal voyage to Italy, where William died.

with her late husband’s business partners, Filippo and Antonio Filicchi. She was moved by the art and sculpture of Italy, but even more by the devoutness of the congregations in Cath- olic churches. Never having had a stable mother figure in her life, Elizabeth was also attracted by the Catholic devotion to the Virgin Mary. But above all else it was the Catholic doctrine of the Real Presence of Jesus in the Eucharist that impressed her. Her Episcopalian men- tor, John Henry Hobart, chose the doctrine of the

Italian Rebirth

Real Presence as the target for his critique of Catholicism. It was absurd, he said, that Jesus should be present on thousands of altars around the world on the same day. Elizabeth countered this by appealing to the miracle of the loaves and the fishes. Nothing was impossible to God!

Elizabeth Seton formally became a Catholic on 14 March 1805, in New York’s only Catholic church at the time. In 1809 she founded the Sisters of Charity, a religious order open to widows with children. Elizabeth became its first Superior, known to all as Mother Seton. The order was pioneering in founding Catholic
Elizabeth stayed for some time schools and hospitals in America.

Evanglium With Fr Kellan Scotty op

Fine Wine, Fine Soul

The

The wedding-feast of Cana was perhaps one of the most lavish and exquisite nuptial banquets ever hosted. The banquet hall’s atmosphere was festive, and it had been decorated with expensive adorn- ments. Sweet-smelling incense wafted on the evening breezes and tickled the wedding guests’ noses; maidens sounded lyres and mellowed listeners’ ears. The tables were lined with the same thin linen that veiled the Temple’s Tabernacle and embroidered with golden thread in Jewish motifs.

The guests themselves had donned pretty clothing; the finest silk being worn by the delightful bride. Cooked to perfection, succulent goat meat and vegetables satisfied all hungry tummies, fish from lake Tiberias eyeballed the diners, and fresh fruit sated the reveller’s cravings for something sweet.

But at the centre of this meal – nay, at every meal’s centre was the wine, which had, by this late hour, run dry. Pandemonium rightly ensued, and the quick-thinking Mother of God turned to her Son and said, ‘They have no wine’ (John 2:3).

Oenology, the science of wine- making, is in fact more of an art than a purely defined body of knowledge. It takes precious time to deftly produce the perfect bottle of wine. Grapes must be harvested, sorted, and severed from their stalks.

They must be trodden underfoot, so that those deep shades of burgundy or pale shades of white can maturate. Whilst grape skins, pulp and pomace lazi- ly soak in viscous grape juice, yeast is added to the mixture, so as to metabolise the sugary fructose into alcohol. The wine is filtered from its remaining stalks and seeds, and siphoned into another cask; there, it ages further and awaits consumption.

In the Vineyard of Love

When our immortal Lord realised that the night was late and that time was running out, he miraculously transubstantiated water into wine and satisfied his tipsy children’s want for wine; the Lord, once again, was ‘providing every plea- sure and suiting to every taste’ (Wisdom 16:20).

The headwaiter was understandably bamboozled, not knowing where the wine had orig- inated. Nevertheless, he sprang into action and tasted the wine. Like any astute sommelier, his pal- let instantly recognised the wine’s velvety, supple tannins, and the acidic and aromatic aromas which he associated with Israel’s viticul- ture. Aged to perfection by the eter- nal Son, he surely tasted Solomon’s apples and savoured raisin resin, which had once nourished the wandering Israelites.

Delirious with sensory overload, the steward needed no more wine to remark in truthful amazement that the bride- groom had kept the ‘beautiful wine’ until last (John 2:10). Our Lord never remarked on the wine’s quality, thus leaving the other wedding-guests to evaluate his produce. He knew Proverbs’ injunction: ‘it is not for kings to drink wine’ (Proverbs 31:4).

Yes, Cana’s wine was truly beautiful: vintaged by the divine Oenologist, its perfect vinousness mirrored his own perfection as the perfect Image of the Father; its flavours too were perfectly proportioned to each other, and the wine’s deep shade of burgundy matched the

colour of his sacred blood, which would soon flow more plentifully than Cana’s one-hundred and eighty gallons of wine.

But Jesus was always more interested in another beauty: a beauty of soul, which a certain Mary of Bethany exhibited just before his crucifixion. For although our Lord’s human senses were surely dazzled by the nard’s splen- dour, his sacred heart was more interested in the beautiful and rightly ordered heart of Mary, who had just performed this ‘beautiful thing’ (Matthew 26:10).

Our Lord never needed Mary’s expensive ointment or the sensual thrill of Cana’s wine to seduce him. Rather, he delighted in her beautifully ordered and grace-filled love, which he esteemed as ‘better […] than wine, and he counted her beautifully ordered and grace- inspired thoughts as better than ‘any spice’ (Song of Songs 4:10).

Cheers!

Saint Thomas Aquinas writes that a beautiful soul compels us to do beautiful things, such that our souls are rightly ordered and proportion- ate to God’s beauty. Our soul’s spiritual beauty, therefore, has an objective quality, insofar as it can only be measured according to our love for God’s laws. Six jars or not, Cana’s wine could never make a soul beautiful; excessive wine has ‘destroyed many’ (Sirach 31:25, 28).

Instead, we trust in God’s grace and fill our souls with a different spirit, the Holy Spirit. Jesus offers us his ‘wine and perfume’ of grace, so that our souls can become right- ly ordered to God and thus beautiful in his sight (Wisdom 2:7). Mature through suffering’s acidic bite and pummelled of pride by God’s feet, our souls are now beautifully stained with Christ’s ‘new wine’ and wrapped corporeally in the ‘new wineskins’ of his heavenly and eternal vintage (Mark 2:22).

Sigh no more, then, o merry- hearted ones; do a beautiful thing for the Lord and raise a toast in thanksgiving with Cana’s wine; drink deeply in delight and purple your lips with his blood; offer God your rancid waters, and our Lord Jesus Christ, the divine Vintner, will never hesitate to replicate Cana’s miracle and beautify your souls with his everlasting, efferves- cent wine.

The Queen That Never Was

England’s long distrust, of Roman Catholicism dates to the 16th and 17th centuries. From the moment Henry VIII made him- self Supreme Head of the Church of England in his quest for a male heir everything changed for Catholics. Their position became pre- carious because they were now regarded as having greater loyalty to the Pope than the ruling Monarch. They were also feared as potential agents of the foreign powers of Spain and France who were enemies of England.

Eventually in 1701 extreme measures were taken and an Act of Parliament was passed in which the heir to the throne of Great Britain and Ireland was forbidden to marry a Roman Catholic.

The Royal Marriage Act passed in 1772 forbade any member of the Royal family to marry without the consent of the reigning Sovereign. The Act further stated that without the Royal consent such an attemp- ted marriage was null and void. Nevertheless, on December 15, 1785, the Prince of Wales, the future King George IV, married a Catholic. His father, King George III had not been asked for his consent, which indeed would not have been forthcoming!

The Problem with Maria

Despite the continued existence of the Penal Laws against Catholics and Dissenters the social status of Catholics was well established by the end of the eighteenth century. Though determined to maintain the exclusion of Catholics from political power, King George III stayed at the home of the Catholic Lord Petre in 1778. He also visited the Welds at Lulworth Castle the family home of Maria Fitzherbert’s first husband.

So, it is not surprising that Maria Fitzherbert should have moved in the fashionable society where the Prince of Wales might well be the guest of honour. When George met her, she was twice widowed and although 6 years his senior was still young, attractive and wealthy with a house in Mayfair. The prince was

reckless with money, impulsive, melodramatic and sometimes selfish but he was also intelligent, charming and in those early days, tall and handsome. He had a series of lovers, all of whom were content to be mistresses. Mrs. Fitzherbert was not. Being a staunch Catholic, she refused his offer to become his latest para- mour. This was an entirely new experience for the royal who was used to ladies of fashion being much more accommodating when it came to such requests!

The very novelty of the situation seems to have been a spur to the ardour of the prince who was already infatuated with the lovely widow. He began to talk about forfeiting the Crown in order to marry Mrs. Fitzherbert. One morning in November 1784 a deputation headed by the prince’s physician arrived on her doorstep. They reported that the prince had attempted suicide.

He had fallen on his sword and was severely wounded. The physician assured Mrs. Fitzherbert that her presence was necessary for the prince’s recovery. She agreed to go to him but only if accompanied by Georg- iana, Duchess of Devonshire. So distinguished a chaperone would ensure that no breath of scandal would be occasioned by the visit.

When the two ladies arrived at Carlton House, the magnificent
residence of the prince, they found him covered in blood and hysterical. He said that he would kill himself if he could not marry Maria Fitzherbert. She was given to understand by the physician that he really feared for the prince’s life.

Under these circumstances she agreed to accept a ring which he had borrowed from the Duchess of Devonshire. On acceptance of the ring the prince grew calm and allowed the ladies to depart. A Marriage of Sorts On her return to her home Maria Fitzherbert packed her bags and headed for a long trip to Europe which was already planned.

Accor- ding to contemporary accounts George cried by the hour’. He wrote her passionate letters repeating his intention of ending his life if she would not marry him. She resisted for more than a year but eventually the two married according to the rites of the Church of England on December 15, 1785.

A certificate of marriage, duly witnessed, was given to her. The marriage was valid according to the law of the Catholic Church. The decrees of the Council of Trent requiring the presence of the parish priest and two wit- nesses were not then binding in England.

They had not been formally promulgated because of the peculiar circumstance of the Church in the British Isles.

It was, of course, in breach of the civil law and it was null and void according to the Royal Marriage Act of 1772. But it certainly satisfied the conscience of Maria since she continued publicly to the prince in a farewell letter that practice her religion.

Broken Heart

George and Maria spent much of their time in Brighton where Maria was treated like a queen.

They were together until 1794 when his extravagance and his vast debts (he had already been bailed out by his father King George III) became pressing. In desperation George was forced to accept parliament’s assistance on condition he leave Maria and marry a Protestant. The chosen bride was Caroline of Brunswick, his cousin. George was appalled when he met his queen in waiting and said in an aside, “I am not well, pray get me a glass of brandy.”

The marriage was not a happy one and after the birth of a daughter, Princess Charlotte in 1796, the couple lived apart. In August 1798, George sought reconciliation with his first wife. Maria returned to the man whom she regarded as her lawful hus- band, persuaded him to cut down on his drinking and nursed him back to health when he was stricken with inflammation of the stom- ach.

However, the prince’s affec- tions started to wander towards Lady Isabella Hertford who tried to turn him against Maria. Unable to bear any further humiliation Maria left saying to
the prince in a farewell letter that his latest fining has Quite destoryed the enter conform and happiness of both our lives.

A long time afterwards a friend spoke to Maria Fitzherbert about the possibility of her life being written and she said she supposed it would be some day or other, but with a thousand lies. Urged to write it herself she answered, “It would break my heart.”
Before George died in 1830, he asked that a miniature portrait of her be placed in his coffin – keeping her image beside him in perpetuity.

Footnote:

In 2013 part of the provisions of the Succession to the Crown Act ended the ban on anyone who marries a Roman Catholic becoming Monarch.

The Cloister Garden

Frater Fiachra

The Pansy he pansy is a hybrid plant of the genus viola, especially the Viola trithe ancestor of the cultivated ‘garden pansy’. The name pansy comes from the Old French word pensée, which trans- late simply into English as pansy,

More appropriately translated as “thought or remembrance,” and from Latin pensare “to consider “so the pansy was regarded as a symbol of thought or remembrance.

In German and Scottish folk stories, pansies were called the stepmother, the large lower petal is the mother, the two large petals to either side are the well- dressed daughters, and the two small upper petals are poor stepdaughters!

In another German story, the pansy had a wonderfully strong, sweet scent like the Violet. People travelled from miles around to smell this scent. As a result, the grasses surrounding the flower were trampled. This ruined the feed for cattle. The pansy prayed for guidance, so God gave the pansy great beauty but took away the scent.

An interesting aspect of bred pansy strains of a dominant colour is that the other two colours are always preserved at the centres of the blooms. Thus, pansies of yellow dominance may be seen to symbol- ise the glory of the heavenly Father;

purple the sorrows of the incarnate Son; and white the light of the pro- cessing Holy Spirit – with the other colours in each instance always retained at the centre, serving to remind us that whenever one of the Persons of the Trinity is present the others are present also, in the unity of the Godhead of love.

Pansies and Violas have been loved by gardeners for centuries. But, for most of us, what we love about these beautiful flowers is their vibrant colours, the pussycat faces, which include yellow, orange, red, white and even near dark purple. They grow well in sun and partial sun and look fabulous in any garden.

A Christmas Legend

Ugh! how ugly he is,” cried on him quickly before he gets away!” But it was no use. The nurse was too slow, and the spider scuttled away to safety beneath the wainscoting. Out of harm’s way and shivering at his narrow escape, the little grey spider remained there sunk in utter dejection and thought, “It is terri- ble to be a spider. I look so horri- ble that people cry out at the mere sight of me while I only want to be friendly”.

Nearby was a tiny splinter of mirror that had fallen down, and he slowly went to look at himself, seeing long crooked legs, a furry body, monstrous eyes and huge jaws, with no pretence to beauty whatsoever. He sighed deeply and morrow the master of the house was going to market, and he would cling to the cart and leave the home where he had been reared. As the car jogged through the mountains he would drop off at some deserted spot and make his home in some lonely cave.

There he would live in peace and spin his webs and catch his flies, although banished from all human habitation. Next morning when the cart left the farmhouse, the little grey spider was clinging beneath. With deep regret he watched his old home- stead disappear. Some hours later he dropped off the cart opposite the mouth of a cave up in the hills and made his way inside. The cave was used as a stable. It was warm and dry and there would be plenty of flies, so the little spider prepared to make his home there.

One night soon afterwards, as the spider slept contentedly in his web, he was awakened by a great light. In amazement, mixed with fear, he peeped cautiously below. In the manger reserved for hay for the cattle lay a little Baby, wrapped in swaddling clothes and surround- ed by a light more dazzling than the sun.

Beside the manger knelt in prayerful watchfulness a most beautiful maiden, and a few paces away was tall handsome man.

With eyes wide in wonder the little grey spider saw cows and a donkey on their knees, and over everything hung an air of tranquillity.

These were no ordinary people, and would not seek to kill him, so the little spider swung quickly to the ground. Suddenly a bitingly cold wind swept through the stable and all the animals shivered. The Baby cried and the spider halted with dis- may. The poor little infant was frozen, and he was warm and cosy.

Turning he scuttled upwards again towards his silken web which he quickly cut away from the wall he then carried it down to the maiden who was now watching her child anxiously.

“Lady”, said the spider, “here is my web. It is all that I have, but it is soft, warm and light as thistle- down. Put it over your Son and it will keep out the cruel cold from his tender limbs.” Tenderly The Maiden looked at the spider crouched at her feet.

“Little grey spider, you are so kind, and you are the first of all creation to give my Son a gift. In return for this, let me give you something. What do you want most?” He answered, “Lady, make me beautiful and then I need be an out- cast no longer.”

Mary smiled and touched him gently, “Little spider,” she said, “I cannot give you beauty, and indeed bodily beauty is no reward for goodness such as yours. Yet I shall make you popular for in the future you shall be a lucky sign to man- kind, and when they see you, they shall say, “Now we shall be lucky, and all our affairs shall prosper.”

So, although he was not to be beautiful, with Mary’s blessing he would from now on be a sign of good fortune to be welcomed by all who saw him.

Our Lady of the Roasary Of Fatima Holy Fastima Holy Cross

This past year 2024 we have been the Anniversery here and love anniversary of the arrival of the Dominican Friars in Ireland. In just twenty years’ time Holy Cross, our Dominican church in Tralee, will also be celebrating its 800th anniversary! Seventy-six years ago (1948) the statue of Our Lady of Fatima arrived directly from Fatima to our church and both Friars and parishioners have been under her special protection and loving gaze since that time.

Sometime after her arrival devo- tion developed into the now well- known and awaited annual Novena in her honour. Every May in this beloved Church people gather in great numbers to confide in their Heavenly Mother and bring her all of their worries, illnesses, burdens in its prayerful and peace ful atmosphere. Holy Cross is high- ly appreciated and treasured by people of all ages.

The Young Visionaries Most of us are familiar with the story of Fatima and the three young children Our Lady appeared to – Lucia (10 yrs), Jacinta (7 yrs) and her brother Francisco (9 yrs). Their encounter with Our Lady of the Rosary brought to life a particular virtue in the soul of each of them.

Jacinta was a very sensitive child. This was often a negative thing in her life but Our Lady’s visit saw her totally transformed. Her sensitive heart had a tender love for the suffering Jesus and we find her being very imaginative and generous in the sacrifices she offered him in order to help souls and the Holy Father.

Francisco was told by Our Lady herself that he would have to pray many rosaries before he went to heaven. Up to this point he would rather play than pray and often shortened the prayers so that it was finished sooner. Now we see the boy who spent most of his time playing seeking solitude by hiding behind the rocks where he wanted to be alone and console Jesus. His compassionate heart would often exclaim “Oh, poor Jesus!”

Lucia, the oldest of the three, knew from Our Lady that she would remain on earth the longest and would have much to suffer but it must be said, not without conso- lation. Our Lady said to her “Are you suffering a great deal, my child? Don’t lose heart. I will never forsake you. My Immaculate Heart will be your refuge and the way that will lead you to God!”

These little children cooperated so perfectly to the grace of the apparition that the message of Our Lady of Fatima spread rapidly across the world. They were Our Lady’s instruments. Their little lives made a difference. They did what Our Lady said. They passed on her message. They lived her message. “Pray the Rosary… If you do what I tell you, there will be peace.”

A Masterpiece of Grace

It just goes to show how our response to Mary makes a differ- ence, no matter how small or insignificant we are or seem to be. I believe if Our Lady was to come again today, she would repeat her message, “Pray the rosary… and there will be peace”
Not long after the apparitions in Fatima devotion took root in our Dominican Church. In 1948 amidst the flourishing devotion Fr

Bene- dict O’ Sullivan O.P.(Prior) and the devout Fitzgerald family of nearby Day Place, Tralee felt urged by grace to bring such a statue of Our Lady to our church. It was a great undertaking and quite an ordeal to ship it to Ireland. The statue itself is a masterpiece and very precious with a height of

130cm. It was carved out of solid wood, coated in a layer of chalk, then painted and gilded. Her glass eyes give one the impression she is looking you straight in the eye. This may be one of the reasons she is so loved here in Holy Cross. How- ever, after 76 years of many position changes within the church, the smoke of burning candles and the loving caresses of those who revere her, she was in need of a complete make-over. The chalk was chipped, the designs on her mantle damaged, the colour gone grey, and the gold had faded.

Restoration

That is when we commissioned the expertise of Sr. Gabriela Wind of the Family of Mary Community to take on this project. Thankfully she came on board immediately and saw the work as an honour and a joy for her to undertake. Her pro- fessionalism in the completed task left us all amazed. It was wonderful to see the transformed statue and in particular Our Lady’s face had come to life!

During the period of her restoration, she was greatly missed and the parishioners were anxious that she be returned. She is now reinstated back on the Marian Altar where she continues to bestow her graces on all those who visit her. The whole church community is delighted and uplifted by her new radiance.

Now as we pray before the re- stored statue one can almost hear her say, “Are you suffering a great deal, my child? Don’t lose heart. I will never forsake you. My Immac- ulate Heart will be your refuge and the way that will lead you to God.” “In the end my Immaculate heart will triumph!”

Mary, Mother of Divine Providence

Oh my God! When will it please thee to grant me the favour of living always in that union of my will with thy heavenly will? Where saying nothing all is said and all is done by leaving all to thee; where we achieve much by surrendering ever more to thy will and yet are relieved of all toil since we place everything in thy care and are concerned only to trust wholly in thee…Yes, my God, yes to whatever may please thee. May all thy holy wishes be fulfilled.

Sabands Fant des Pie Divine Causidde begin bus teaching on the abandonment of self to Divine Providence. Although given original- ly in the mid-eighteenth century it resonates strongly today, when hopelessness, spiritual blindness, and solipsistic self-sufficiency seem to reign supreme.

At the heart of deCaussade’s teaching is the realization that God’s one purpose in creation and redemption, is made actual for us in the totality of the situation in which we find ourselves at each single moment of our con- scious life. For this fact it has been popularly referred to as a teaching on the sacrament of the present moment that God gives us precisely what we need with the grace of this very moment. The tension between God’s prov- idence and our thoughtless expectation has always marked the human relationship with the divine.

The votive Mass which celebrates Our Lady as the Mother of Divine Providence seeks to set at the centre point of our faith consideration the God who knows every need, from most insignificant to overwhelmingly salvific, and provides for it.

The selfishness which often clouds our reason and faith, like a spoilt child, cries out that God provide what we demand – the market economy which consumes us makes us prefer business negotiation to loving covenant! But from the beginning, God has had for us a maternal care, which is announced to us in the Entrance

Antiphon of the Mass: Can a mother forget her infant, and not have pity on the child of her womb? Even if a mother should forget, you I will never forget (Isaiah 49:15). We recall that this is a tender God speaking to his bro- ken people and consoling them.

It is precisely this richly loving image which reveals the true God of the Old Testament, and who provides the icon of which Mary will be the natural and chosen extension.

Giving Love a Chance

Mary’s intercession is this regard is beautifully spelt out for us in the Preface of the Mass. Two out- standing examples demonstrate that she stands interceding for God’s children in their most pressing moments: the pivotal scene at Cana in Galilee, when she both asks and steps back; and the word at the Cross when, through the disciple John, all of humanity is given into her motherly care, and all of humanity

receives her as mother. But all of this hinges on Mary’s own welcoming of the grace that God gives in that moment of supreme trust and acceptance: her Yes to the Father’s will, a will which guides all and provides all. As one author has it: The greatest word that a human being has ever

uttered is amazingly simple. Our first reaction when we hear this word is perhaps: “Is that all?” Yes, that is all! Mary said Yes to God. She let God be God. God wanted to love her and, in her, all of mankind. God wanted to fill her hands, and she stretched out her empty hands and let them be filled. She gave Love the chance to be realized.

That thought is exquisite! Mary, who knows the unbounded generosity and loving kindness which is God’s providence, wish- es also that her children – we our- selves know it through her intercession and our gradual falling into God’s full hands! So, the Post Communion – that through the intercession of the Mother of divine providence, we may seek your kingdom and its justice above all else and receive your help for our earthly needs.

A final word from a great Russian mystic, StaretzSilouan. It summarizes the Virgin’s trust in God, and invites us to follow her lead: How can you know that you are living God’s will? This is the sign: If you are troubled about anything, that means you are not completely abandoned to God’s will.

The one who lives according to God’s will is not troubled about anything. If he needs something, he surrenders it and even himself to the Lord. He places it in his hands.

The Life of Saint Martin

Martin was fortunate in having, through his Dominican life, wise superiors who saw God work- ing through him. Sometimes, he bewildered them by his unconventional ways, but they never lost confidence in his prudence, trusting him with undertakings such as the building and the staffing of the orphanage of the Holy Cross. They agreed when he insisted that the staff be well paid so they would provide the children with the best education possible.

There were many of his brethren however who were baffled at how he relieved the sufferings of others while inflicting voluntary pain on himself. Those who hate pain as an evil in itself are still confronted with this kind Dominican who administered rosemary to ease his patient suffering while doing the opposite when it came to himself. And yet he was no ascetic recluse, the opposite in fact as all his charitable works in Lima and the surrounding areas demonstrate.

The theologians who have stud- ied the matter deeply, have written books which elucidate the problems which are raised by Martin’s harsh- ness to himself. It is, really painful to think that he slept on boards, and wore a hairshirt, and scourged him- self, and made a hard life far harder than it need have been.

Many will find it equally hard to acquit him of foolishness, especially in present times when everything is geared towards personal comfort and mak- ing life as easy as possible.

A gen- eration who considers it a chal- lenge to forgo snacks between meals on Ash Wednesday and Good Friday would find it particularly difficult to understand the actions of a man who fasted for almost the entire year even though this was not the rule of the Order. He never ate meat, only vegetables and even gave them up during Lent.

Shouldering The Cross

Much has been written to explain such things but there will, of course, always be in this world a misunderstanding of the attitude of some to voluntary suffering. To understand it one should under- stand the minds of the saints like Martin who sought it so deliber- ately. St. Thomas Aquinas points out, what Martin would have experienced, the instinctive horror of the surgeon’s knife even in patients who submit to it freely, not because they desire it in itself, but because they know it is the instrument that may save them from death.

Thus, Martin saw in suffering, freely accepted and freely sought, a remedy for the cancer of sin. He could welcome it for Christ’s sake, because it short- ened the distance between himself and his Master.

Martin was not a fanatic, who made pain its own end. In all his material sufferings, one must never forget the love which rescued them all from being dead mortifi- cations to being vital manifesta- tions of his own adherence to God. In Christian spirituality, suffering is walking with Christ and there- fore redemptive and transforma- tive.

It lifts the mind from the tem- porary pleasures of this world to the consolation of the next People often say when advising a certain course of action, “You only live once.” In this scenario suffer- ing is to be avoided because it inhibits fulfilment of the senses.

To this school of thought death is the worst of evils, rather than the gateway to eternal life Another facet of Martin’s vol- untary suffering is the way in which it acted as a counter point against sin. Fr.

Martindale S.J., speaking of the fastidious good- ness of St. Aloysius in the years of his boyhood, says: ‘I think that neither his goodness nor his purity would have lasted without that ter- rible self-discipline which he was to impose upon himself.’

Martin was wise enough to know the need of such defences. Of course, many said in his day, that he was stark staring mad. But it was the old, wise foolishness of the Cross. There was method in Martin’s madness, ‘Someone should do penance,’ he would say, ‘for the sins of sinners who do none. Such penances are necessary for the salvation of my own soul.’

Saint Martin Replies

CLARE Our daughter started secondary school and was very unhappy. This broke my heart as she had no friends and came home crying and not wanting to go in the next day. Naturally her father and I were very worried, so I began a Novena to St Martin. After the third day she started to calm down and has now made friends with two others in her class. I cannot thank dear St Martin enough for his interven- tion.

LONDON, UK I would like to thank St Martin for many favours received within the last year, from my family getting good jobs and my son’s unexpected quick re- covery from a difficult medical procedure. Put your trust in St Martin and he will never let you down.

MEATH I was having a bad per- sonal issue that seemed to be get- ting increasingly worse. I made a Novena to St Martin and not only was the problem resolved but things turned out to be more favourable than I could ever have hoped for. Again, many, many thanks to this wonderful saint who has never let me down.

LIVERPOOL, UK I prayed to St Martin because I was very wor- ried about my son who was unhappy in school and also find- ing the learning aspect of things difficult. I made a Novena to St Martin and shortly afterwards we found out that he has dyscalculia. There is more understanding of this condition now and we have been able to get him help. The change in him is miraculous and I am most grateful to St Martin for his intercession.

WESTMEATH I wish to publish a thanksgiving to St Martin for his intercession. I prayed that our son would find employment in his field nearer home and our request was granted. I ask St Martin for his help every day and I feel that we have received many blessings as a result.

ANON I am writing in thanks giving for a request that has been ongoing for 5 years. It concerneda court case that was postponed time and time again. At last the final day came and we got the result we wanted with all the best consequences. I also want to offer thanks to Our Lady of Lourdes who is always there to guide us all.

LIMERICK I want to thank the Sacred Heart and St Martin for hearing and answering my heart- felt prayers. A family member was going through a very tough time for the past year. St Martin never lets me down.

GLASGOW, SCOTLAND I wish to express my thanks to St Martin, St Joseph and St Anthony. My dear son had a breakdown and has fought very hard to get back to good health. He had been trying to find employment and recently he got word that he had been suc- cessful. I have prayed so hard for him. Thank you, dear saints, for interceding for him and thank you Lord Jesus.

WEXFORD My cat, our beloved family member, went missing and we were extremely worried. I prayed and promised St Martin publication for her safe return. Thank God she did arrive home at last. I am eternally grateful.

LIMERICK Dear St Martin, I want to thank you so much for my son and daughter-in-law getting a positive test for a longed-for baby. Please intercede that every- thing will be safe and the baby healthy. You never let me down when I ask for your help, usually something for my family.

ANON Thank you St Martin for interceding with Jesus on my behalf. My mother had a problem with her leg, and I had issues with my teeth. I made two Novenas and my requests were granted. Thank you, Jesus and St Martin, for all your help. I love you both.

SCOTLAND I am immensely grateful to Saints Martin and Pio for the most wonderful favour. My daughter’s incurable brain cancer tumour disappeared, and she has had no treatment now for a few years. Her oncologist is baffled and said it has to be a miracle. All my thanks to these great saints for their intercession on her behalf. 3

 

Great Irish Dominicans Thomas Burke op

Great Irish Dominicans Thomas Burke op

Morocco, an Ancient Roman Basilica and Book Smuggling – these three very disparate topics are linked by the life of one extraordinary Irish Dominican friar. During the 17th century, the Dominican mission in Ireland was a very fragile thing.

There were some places and times when friars had the freedom to preach the Gospel and celebrate the sacraments, but there was always the risk of suppression and even, as we saw last month in the case of Thaddeus Moriarty OP, violent persecution.

It was impossible during such a time for Dominicans to establish stable centres of study in Ireland, or to obtain the financial support of powerful figures in Irish society, so for both these purposes the friars of Irish Dominicans active at royal courts, and at the papal court, lobbying and fundraising in support of the work of their confrères in Ireland, and none were more resourceful or effective in this task than the Galwayman, John O’Connor, known in religious life as John of St Dominic.

Dogged Determination. He appears in the historical record firstly in Spain, in association with a project to smuggle theological and catechetical books to Ireland, backed by King Philip IV. Based on records that survive, historians believe that many thousands of books were collected in Spain as part of this project and

transported to safe locations in Ireland. Many of these books would have been designed for lay readership, while others were aimed at the ongoing theological formation of the friars them- selves. In these records, throughout the 1640s, the name of John O’Connor appears again and again. He was dogged in his determination to supply the suffering Church in Ireland, and his confrères especially, with good reading material.

In the 1660s, O’Connor turns up in Rome, as the agent of the Irish Dominicans there. One of his projects in this role is the establishment in Madrid of a house of studies for Dominicans in exile – Irish, English, and Scots – under the care of the Irish Provincial. It was to be funded by a large network of aristocratic donors, assembled by O’Connor.

Near the end of that decade another  quite unexpected ject came to fruition: the founding of an Irish Dominican priory in Morocco, which endured from 1668-1681. The Portuguese had a colony there, in the town of Tangier, but with the marriage of Catherine of Braganza to Charles II (a match in which another Irish Dominican, Daniel O’Daly OP, played a significant part), Tangier passed into English possession. Portuguese soldiers moved out, and soldiers of the English Crown, including many Irish Catholics, moved in.

The ever-resourceful John O’Connor, with the help of the King of Spain, managed to con- vince the Pope and the Master of the Dominican Order to transfer the Portuguese Dominican priory there into the care of the Irish Dominicans. The first prior of the Irish community in Tangier was Thomas of St Dominic, well known already for his effective- ness in reconciling English and Scottish Protestants to the Catholic faith, and he continued to

carry out this evangelical work in English Tangier, much to the annoyance of the authorities back in England.

A Twin Blessing

Finally, the jewel in the crown of the administrative achievements of John O’Connor: the founding of an Irish priory in Rome. The earlier Madrid studium never really came to pass, and from 1670-1677 O’Connor laboured for the establishment of a similar house in Rome, to complement the Irish houses of study already estab- lished in Lisbon and Louvain. On 4 August 1677, O’Connor received on behalf of the Irish Dominican Province the twin convents of San Sisto and San Clemente.

These venerable buildings provided refuge in which the formation of gen erations of Irish friars could take place, friars who returned to the challenging Irish mission armed with the best of continental training. One of these houses San Sisto is where O’Connor was buried when he died the following year. The other – San Clemente – is home to a thriving community of Irish friars to this very day.

John O’Connor is not, perhaps, one of the more romantic or heroic figures in the history of the Irish Dominicans. He wasn’t martyred or made a bishop, we don’t know of the sermons he preached or the spiritual counsel he gave. But we do know that he was a practical man, an organiser, and an effective administrator, whose worldly wisdom and holy tenacity was a boon to the Dominican mission in his time.

GREGOR

Sing to the Lord- Holy God We Praise Thy Name!

Ray Hughes

In 1956 the European Broad- end of the broadcast. In the television Union, circles, that was established to develop television in this part of the world, launched a song contest that is now one of the longest-running song competitions in the world. Known as the Eurovision Song Contest, named after the EBUS television service, 52 nations now compete to win the prize.

The competition has changed a lot ove the years, but one thing that has not is the music that is played at the beginning and the called an indent or identifier. Since the broadcast is being picked up by many nations, this little piece of music lets the different television providers know that they have suc- cessfully joined to the Eurovision service. These few bars, which sound so grand, with strings, trum pets and drums, is the opening of a larger piece of music by a French composer called Charpentier. It is the beginning of his Te Deum, an orchestral version of the Church’s

‘official’ prayer of thanks. What ever comes afterwards in the show, at least it begins with an inadvertent moment of prayer! There is a story about the origin of the Te Deum. Saint Augustine was an adult when he was bap- tized. When the ceremony was over, he said in thanksgiving, ‘We praise You, O God.’ St Ambrose, who baptized him, replied, ‘We acknowledge you to be the Lord.’

There began a to and fro of praise between them. What was said was collected and put together as a hymn. That hymn became known by the first two words of the text in Latin, the Te Deum. While a leg- end, over the centuries the Te Deum hymn became part of the Divine Office. It is prayed on Sundays and feast days, and at moments of thanksgiving when the Church wants to give particu- lar thanks to God for something.

Sing Out With Joy

Like most of these great hymns, there are numerous translations. One such, that is most familiar to us begins, “Holy God we praise Thy name.” The tune associated with it was written for a German translation. Some years ago, I hap- pened to be in a cathedral some- where in Switzerland when young men were being ordained. The Mass concluded with this hymn. What struck me about that event was the great gusto by which the congregation sung the hymn. It was real thanksgiving!

The words of the Te Deum are a long litany of praises and petitions. It begins by acknowledging the greatness of God, or in words we know, “all on earth thy scepter own, all in heaven above adore thee.” It then gives thanks and praise for sal- vation given to us by Jesus. Finally, it asks for continued protection, for health, security and prosperity, lead- ing of course to the fulfilment of happiness in Heaven. It is remark- able how much reference to Heaven there is in the hymn, “Hark, the glad celestial hymn, angel choirs above are raising.” Heaven is in fact, the main point of the hymn.

When the Te Deum is sung in its traditional form it is sung by two ‘choirs.’ A small group sings a line, representing the Church on earth. The next line is sung by the full choir and the congregation, representing the choirs of Heaven.

It is not just earth that is praising God, it is the entire universe – visible and invisible! In life it is easy to get caught up with the things of this world.

It is only natural to worry and fret. Sometimes we need to take a step back and acknowledge the many blessings we have. That is why we thank God before we petition. God is always faithful. The final words of the Te Deum remind us of this: “Lo, I put my trust in Thee; Never, Lord, abandon me.”

A the e great Dominican foundations in Ireland, founded by Milo de Bermingham c. 1241. The church was held in high regard, serving as burial places for nobles such as de Bermingham and sever- al bishops of Clonfert and Kilmacduagg. Sadly, among the numbers of Dominicans killed during Cromwell’s conquest of Ireland were six that we know of from Athenry. These were Brothers James O’Moran, Dominic Black and Richard Hovedon and Fathers John O’Quillan, Stephen Pettit and Vincent Gerald Dillon.

The latter came from a noble family and was renowned for being an extremely holy man. He had been at one time Vicar of the Irish Dominican Convent of Lisbon. He returned to Athenry and afterwards moved to London with the Irish who served under the King’s standard. As chaplain to these Irish Royalist forces during the Civil War, it came about that he was present at the battle of Marston Moor which marked a turning point in the War.

This battle was one of the largest ever fought on English soil and took place about five miles west of York near the village of Long Marston. It began at 7 pm and lasted about two hours. Even in that short time the Royalists lost 4000 men killed and had 1500 taken prisoner. It confirmed that a well-equipped and trained army could win the war and established Cromwell’s reputation as a great commander.

After negotiations, the city finally surrendered to the parliamentary army on 16 July 1644. The Royalist garrison marched out and the Parliamentarians marched in, holding a thanksgiving service in the Minster. The Royalists effectively abandoned all control in the north of England.

Abandoned too to his fate was Fr Dillon. He had been moving amid the grime and smoke of the battleground, comforting the dying Royalist soldiers, as well as hearing the last confessions of those Irish who were about to meet their Maker. It was not long before he was captured and thrown into prison. Conditions were dire.

The unfortunate prisoners had to rely largely on chari- ty for basic food such as hard biscuits. They were left in their own waste and almost buried alive in subterraneous cellars where light could barely be seen through a little grate. Fr Dillon eventually succumbed to the terrible hardships of the place and died from starvation. An Irish Dominican martyr a long way from home and the fields of Athenry.

Libraries have long been sanctu- Laries of knowledge and culture.

However they are not only reposito- ries of books but can be architectural marvels that tell stories of the civili- sations that built them. Here are just a few of the most beautiful old libraries, each with its unique charm and significance, that continue to inspire awe and admiration today.

The Vatican Library The Vatican Library (Apostolica Vaticana) in Vatican City, Rome, is one of the most renowned and oldest libraries, housing an immense col- lection of religious, historical, and cultural texts.

Although the Vatican Library was officially founded in 1475 by Pope Sixtus IV, its origins go back much earlier, with collections being assem- bled by various popes as early as the fourth century. The library features a combina- tion of Renaissance and Baroque styles.

Its Sistine Hall, built by Pope Sixtus V in the late sixteenth century, is a masterpiece of Renais- sance architecture, with stunning frescoes, intricate gold decorations, and vaulted ceilings. The hall is one of the most famous parts of the library and a striking example of papal grandeur.

The library houses over 1.1 mil- lion books and 75,000 manuscripts, many of which are rare and ancient. Its collection includes biblical texts, medieval manuscripts, classical works, papal documents, and sig- nificant historical writings from antiquity to the Renaissance. Some of the most famous items include the Codex Vaticanus, one of the oldest known manuscripts of the Bible, and numerous other priceless documents.

The Vatican Library is one of the world’s greatest repositories of reli- gious and cultural history. It contin- ues to be a critical centre for re- search, particularly for scholars of history, theology, and the humani- ties.

The Abbey Library of St Gall The Abbey Library of St Gall in St. Gallen, Switzerland is one of the oldest and most beautiful monastic libraries in the world. It was found- ed in 719 AD as part of the Abbey of Saint Gall, a Benedictine monastery that became a significant centre of learning during the Middle Ages.

The library’s current Baroque building dates back to the mid- eighteenth century (1758-1767). The interior is renowned for its opu- lent Baroque design, featuring stun- ning stucco work, wooden book shelves, intricate carvings, and an elaborate painted ceiling fresco that represents divine wisdom.

The library hall is one of the most beautiful in the world, with a rich, warm atmosphere due to its combi- nation of woodwork, gold accents, and natural light.

The library holds around 170,000 volumes, including a precious col- lection of medieval manuscripts and early printed books. Its collection of early medieval manuscripts is one of the most important in Europe, many of which date back to the eighth century. The library is now a UNESCO World Heritage site; its historical significance and breathtaking beau- ty make it a cultural and architectur- al gem in Europe.

The Bodleian Library

The Bodleian Library in Oxford, England date back to 1320, but it was officially established as the Bodleian Library by Sir Thomas Bodley in 1602. The complex fea- tures a mix of architectural styles,

primarily medieval and neo- Gothic. Its oldest part, the Duke Humfrey’s Library, is a stunning example of medieval architecture, with dark wood paneling, vaulted ceilings, and rows of ancient books. The seventeenth-century “Rad- cliffe Camera”, part of the library, is an iconic building in neo-classical style, with its grand rotunda and large dome.

The Bodleian is one of the largest libraries in the UK, holding over 13 mil- lion printed items. It is a cornerstone of Oxford University, and its stun- ning architecture and vast collection of manu- scripts, maps, and books make it a centre of learning and a symbol of academic tradition.

It is a cornerstone of Oxford University, and its stun- ning architecture and vast collection of manu- scripts, maps, and books make it a centre of learning and a symbol of academic tradition.

The Austrian National Library (Österreichische Nationalbibliothek) is one of the most historically significant libraries in the world.

Originally established in 1368 as the Imperial Library of the Habsburgs, it became the Austrian National Library after the garian Empire in 1920. It is housed in the Hofburg Palace, a historic imperial palace in the centre of Vienna.

The most famous part of the library is the Prunksaal (State Hall), an extraordinary example of Baroque architecture. Built in the eighteenth century under Emperor Charles VI, it features a grandiose

interior with frescoed ceilings, marble statues, and ornate wooden bookshelves. The magnificent library halls are filled with natural light from its central dome.

The library holds over 12 million items, including books, manuscripts, maps, and rare books. It is not just a repository of knowledge but also a stunning cultural monu- ment, reflecting the rich history of the Habsburg monarchy and Austrian intellectual heritage.
The Trinity College Library The Trinity College Library in Dublin, Ireland is one of the most iconic libraries, known for its his- torical significance and stunning architecture.

The library was founded along with Trinity College itself in 1592 by Queen Elizabeth I. The most famous part of the library, the Long Room, was built between 1712 and 1732 and is the main attraction of the library. It is a majestic hall stretching nearly 65 meters in length. It features a barrel-vaulted ceiling, dark wooden bookshelves that line the walls.

The room holds over 200,000 of the library’s oldest books, manuscripts and maps and is a stunning example of classical library archi- tecture, evoking a deep sense of tra- dition, scholarship, and history.
One of its most famous treasures is the Book of Kells, an illuminated manuscript created by Celtic
Long Hall Trinity College, Dublin. monks around 800 AD. This intri- cate and beautifully decorated man- uscript is a masterpiece of medieval art and a cultural icon of Ireland.

The Trinity College Library is not only a working academic library but also a symbol of Irish heritage and a major tourist destination.

These beautiful old libraries are not only architectural marvels but also guardians of human knowledge and history. Each library offers a unique glimpse into the past, pre- serving the stories and wisdom of generations.

Visiting these libraries is like stepping into a world where art, history, and literature converge, providing an unparalleled cultural experience. Whether you are a his- tory enthusiast, or architecture afi- cionado, these libraries are sure to captivate your imagination and inspire your soul.

John

John Willem Gran is hardly a household name. But this Nor- wegian priest lived a life which was, in many ways, like a journey through the most historic mom ents of the twentieth century. He was an eyewitness of both Nazi Germany and Mussolini’s Italy. He was present at the sentencing of Vidkun Quisling, the leader of Norway during the Nazi occupa- tion.

After a period working in the film industry, he decided to become a Trappist monk in Wales, a life from which he was plucked to become bishop of Oslo. Most remarkably, perhaps, he was the only Norwegian participant at the Second Vatican Council (1962- 1965), the ecumenical council which continues to have a massive influence on the life of the Catholic Church today.

This was a surprising journey for a boy who announced to his parents, at the age of fifteen, that he was an atheist, and who perse- vered in this decision until he was twenty-one.

Little or no Religion

Catholicism is very much a minority religion in Norway. The Lutheran Church is the state church, and most Norwegians are (at least nominally) members of it. Only three per cent of the popula- tion is Catholic, and the proportion was much smaller when Gran was growing up in the era between the world wars.

He was born Willem Nicol- aysen Gran in 1920, in Bergen on the west coast of Norway. His family were wealthy and cultured, but not religious. His moth- er would say the Lord’s Prayer with Willem and his brother Jens as she put them to bed, and the family would attend the “chil- dren’s service” in church on Christmas Eve, where they would sing carols. Sometimes Willem would accompany his grand- mother to church on Sunday.

But, aside from this, religion hardly featured in Willem’s upbringing. Once, his father found him reading a book and asked him what it was. When he replied, “the

Bible”, the reaction was embar- verse. His response was: “OK, I’m rassed silence.

So, when the time came for Willem’s confirmation, he decided to follow the lead of a school friend and declare himself an atheist. This created no stir in the Gran house- hold. Both my parents in fact seemed relieved at the news. Possibly they felt it a relief to avoid all the fuss connected with the cus- tomary festivities.”

The Supreme Being

Around this time, Willem’s parents started to drift apart (they subse- quently separated). Willem was sent to live for a year in the town of Lillehammer, where the local pup- pet theatre aroused in him a fasci- nation with theatre and, ultimately, an ambition to become an opera director. This was an impossible career to pursue in Norway, so he went to study in Europe. In Germany and Italy, he experienced the rule of the Nazis and Fascists, to both of which he was totally opposed.

All through his teens, Willem had maintained his atheism, al- though he had also acquired a belief in reincarnation from read- ing Buddhist books. Now in his early twenties, he found himself living in Rome with housemates who had a range of different reli- gious opinions. One of them con- vinced Willem that some Supreme Being had to be behind the uni- willing to admit to the existence of a god. But if so, it is up to Him to come forward. I for my part cannot see that such a recognition makes any difference.”

To Willem’s surprise, God responded to the challenge. One night soon after the discussion, he was having trouble falling asleep, and felt as though “a powerful and independent being touched the depths of my heart”. He realised it was God: “God did not only exist somewhere out there’, He was in my heart… Nothing could ever be the same”.

The Ideal and The Concrete Willem started to attend Sunday Mass in St. Peter’s Basilica, and arranged meetings with a Jesuit priest, Fr. Poppe, to discuss Cath- olicism. His initial objective was to argue the Jesuit out of his beliefs,

Bishop Gran, Bishop of Oslo from 1964 to 1984 but the opposite happened. “Slowly I came to believe the divinity of Christ to be genuine. And with that it was done. I had become a Christian and felt happy and secure.”

A Christian, but not yet a Catholic. The Church as an institu- tion was Willem’s last obstacle. He challenged the Jesuit priest with the darker parts of Catholic history, such as the Inquisition. Fr. Poppe answered patiently and honestly.

“My mentor concealed nothing but succeeded in putting these matters into their historical context. We talked not least about the Church as an ideal, as it must have been intended by God, compared to the concrete thing which, however, in spite of all its shortcomings, had kept faithfully going throughout the centuries and was still doing so.”

All his obstacles removed, Willem was received into the Catholic Church in the Jesuit headquarters in Rome, and then made his confirmation in St. Peter’s Basilica.

Still only twenty-one years of age, a highly eventful life still lay ahead of Willem. He joined the mil- itary to help in the liberation of Rome, became a contemplative monk on the Welsh island of Caldey (where he received the reli- gious name John), was ordained a priest in 1957, and was astonished to be appointed Coadjutor (or assis- tant) Bishop of Oslo in 1963.

He was himself Bishop of Oslo from 1964 to 1984. He participated in the later sessions of the Second Vatican Council, where he was a strong supporter of religious liberty and friendlier relations with other reli- gions. He died in 2008.

Mart ark Foxhunt was a staunch protestant. He attended his local protestant church each Sunday morning, paid his tithes, and lived a quiet life. He was raised a protestant by his father (a protestant minister) and his moth- er in England’s serene country- side. He had a successful career as a theoretical physicist and often lectured in his local univer- sity.

For Mark, everything was about science. He often joked that he could believe in God on a Sunday, because that was his ‘day-off. In his mid-thirties, Mark married a Catholic woman, and they had one son named Alex. Mark and his wife went their separate ways every Sunday. He attended his protestant church, whereas his wife attended her local parish church. Her parish was vibrant, and Mark was envi- ous of its ability to thrive, whilst his own congregation seemed to dwindle each week.

Mark often asked his wife how her parish was so active in the local community and gathered people from the neighbouring regions to attend their Sunday Mass. ‘Oh,’ his wife would sigh, ‘I’ve told you before. We have a great devotion to our Lady in our parish. She’s your Mother. One mention of the Blessed Virgin Mary was enough for Mark to stonewall his wife for the rest of the day. He could not fathom how Catholics would ‘wor- ship’ this woman! Catholics, so he believed, put this creature on such a high pedestal that should be reserved for God alone!

A Visit to The Shrines

So, one day, his wife concocted a plan to spark his devotion to our Lady. She organised a packaged

tour for him to visit the Marian shrines of Fatima in Portugal, Lourdes in France, and Knock in Ireland. This, she prayed, would open his heart to the beauty of the Mother of God.

At first, as his wife expected, Mark was resolutely opposed. Never would he take time off his work or abandon his Sunday church commitments just for the sake of something that he regard- ed as superstitious! Plus, he said to his wife, Alex was already two years of age and was not yet speaking; he babbled but had trouble with words. His father’s absence might further hinder his progress.

His wife dismissed these reasons off-hand, knowing that Mark was just looking for excuses. And so, she continued to pester him with the idea of travel- ling. As the weeks went by, Mark’s workload became heavier and heavier, and he grew stressed. ‘I need a break,’ he thought to himself. The idea of his wife’s packaged holiday became more and more appealing: ‘I could visit the beautiful Pyrenees in France and drink their wine! I’ve never been to Portugal, and Fatima would be the perfect excuse. And Knock, well, it’s the rugged west of Ireland, I suppose?’

His wife was delighted that Mark had finally accepted her invitation and believed in her heart that this would be the great

moment of conversion for her stubborn husband. Mark packed his bags and met his travelling companions at the airport, but things went from bad to worse very quickly. The priest-chaplain distributed Scriptural quotes to each pilgrim for their personal meditation; Mark’s was from the Gospel of Matthew: ‘Truly, I say to you, unless you turn and become like children, you will never enter the kingdom of heav- en’ (Matthew 18:3). Mark snig- gered. ‘Me? A theoretical physi- cist, a lecturer? I’m a grown man, how can I become a child?’ The priest then began to pray that dreaded prayer, the Rosary, and everybody except Mark – joined in. The next two weeks were the longest of Mark’s life. Except for the grotto at Massabielle, he saw nothing of the French Pyrenees, nor did he see Portugal’s rich countryside; in Knock it rained solidly for three days.

Home at Last!

He was never happier than when he arrived home and was done with that Catholic devotion. ‘What’s this about the Rosary?’ Mark interrogated his wife. ‘In all three shrines, Mary is said to have appeared and either asked the three children to pray the Rosary, as at Fatima, or said the Rosary with fourteen-year-old Bernadette, or watched on as the rain-drenched Irish prayed the Rosary! The vain repetition of these prayers over-and-over-again is nonsense, Hail Mary, Hail Mary! Our Father, Our Father! Glory be, Glory be! No intelligent God could ever wish this! And chil- dren? Sure, what could their little minds know about God?’ Mark was infuriated with his wife for wasting his time, and she became very disheartened.

Suddenly, little Alex burst into the room shouting, ‘Mama, Mama, Mama!’ and, looking at Mark, ‘Papa, Papa, Papa!’ Over-and- over-again, little Alex kept repeat- ing until he took his beaker from the kitchen counter, and, looking at both his parents, he smiled, ‘Tata, Tata, Tata!’ Mark’s wife rejoiced that Alex had finally learnt to speak, but Mark was frozen. For a little light flickered inside his head, and he heard those words of Scripture ever so clearly, ‘Truly, I say to you, unless you turn and become like chil- dren, you will never enter the kingdom of heaven’ (Matthew 18:3). Little Alex taught Mark the greatest lesson of his life, that the way to God is to depend on him like a child and that the perfect prayer to express this childlike dependence is to address God as our Father and Mary as our Mother through the solemn repe- titions of the Most Holy Rosary of the Blessed Virgin Mary.

Charles Stewart Parnell’s funeral – October 11 1891 A Funeral Fit For A King Marie Therese Cryan

reland has proclaimed herself a proud Republic since 1949. On 16 April of that year the country left the Commonwealth of Nations and no longer recognised the English Monarch. It seemed we were done with the pomp and the power of kings and queens. However, there was one man who became the most effective Irish nationalist leader since Daniel O’Connell, leaving such a mark on the history of this country that he has been described as, the Uncrowned King of Ireland’.

Charles Stewart Parnell (1837-91) was the dominant Irish political fig-
ure of the late nineteenth century. With his campaigns for land reform and Home Rule, he changed forev- er Ireland’s relationship with Britain and re-shaped north-south relations on the island.

He was the chief source of inspi- ration of both a radical land reform movement and a nationalist party which, through its demand for par- liamentary devolution (Home Rule), polarised the political debate in the United Kingdom. This brought about the split of one of the two major parties, the Liberals, and the realignment of the other the Tories, who refashioned themselves

as a permanent coalition between Conservatives and Liberal Union- ists. His campaigns inspired reform- ers in both Scotland and Wales and galvanised nationalists in India.

A Great Man Falls

Born in Avondale, Co Wicklow, he was an Irish “Tory’ by temperament and a member of the Ascendancy linked (through his mother Delia) to the U.S. Protestant elite. His great-grandmother belonged to the Tudor family, so somewhat fitting- ly the uncrowned king’ had a dis- tant relationship with the British royal family. He was in many respects a stereotypical member of the Anglo-Irish gentry – closer to his British counterparts than to the Irish tenant farmers for whose interests he fought. Certainly, though opposed to his policies the

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former recognised him as a fellow gentleman. When he was elect- ed to the British House of Commons in April 1875 it was as a Nationalist M.P. His Home Rule party, the Irish Parliamentary Party struggled for the moral high ground with revolutionary national- ists like the Irish Republican Brotherhood, but in 1885 they held the balance of power in Westmin- ster and his support of the Liberal government was conditional on Home Rule being adopted for Ireland.

At the height of his success, a personal scandal which revealed that he had been having a long-time affair with a married woman, Katherine O’Shea irrevocably damaged his reputation and career.

His refusal to step down after Mrs O’Shea’s sensational divorce case produced bitter division. Meetings of the IPP were held in December 1890; after long and acrimonious discussions as to whether the man (Parnell) was more important than the cause (Home Rule) the party split, and Parnell lost his leader- ship.

Less than a year later he was dead. When he died suddenly at his home in Brighton October 6, 1891, he was only forty-six years of age. Some of his supporters, who were in London, went to Brighton as soon as they got news of his death. They included John Redmond who

The funeral of Charles Stewart Parnell was the largest seen since the death of Daniel O’Connell nearly fifty years previously.
took charge of the arrangements for the funeral and who, eventually, was to become the last leader of a reunited Irish Party at Westminster. Katherine, whom Parnell had since married, wanted a private funeral, but she was persuaded that he should be given a public funeral in Dublin.

Sad October Day

The mortal remains of Charles Stewart Parnell returned to Ireland on the mail boat on Sunday morn- ing, October 11, 1891. The burial was to take place in Glasnevin Cemetery. Parnell was a Protestant, and his family favoured Mount Jerome for his final resting place. Glasnevin was identified as a Catholic Cemetery though it was not confined to Catholics any more

than Mount Jerome was confined to Protestants. Burials in Glas- nevin, however, were beginning to make a section of it into a shrine of nationalism. O’Connell was buried there as were many notable Fen- ians. Although Parnell was not a Fenian he had harnessed the leader- ship into supporting his Consti- tutional Campaign.

Public funerals of patriots were occasions for the rituals of national- ism rather than for those of religion. The way that the funeral was organised made a powerful politi- cal statement. When the rituals of religion and of nationalism were in harmony, as was the case with O’Connell, the effect was to height- en the harmony. When there was discord, as was the case with Parnell, the effect was to deepen the division. No Catholic clergyman attended the funeral of Parnell in Glasnevin Cemetery.

From Kingstown, as Dun Lao- ghaire was then called, the body of Parnell was taken by train to Westland Row Station. At Westland Row the coffin was draped in a green flag and accompanied by Parnellite M.P.s, it was taken to the City Hall. The funeral procession was led by a band playing the Dead March in Saul and a crowd of about a thousand followed the hearse. The procession halted in Dame Street outside the building which had once housed an Irish Parlia- ment and where the Act of Union had been passed.

At the request of the family a service for the dead was celebrated in St Michan’s Protestant church before the lying-in-state at the City Hall. Long black drapes hung on the building both inside and out- side. The catafalque was placed before the statue of O’Connell in the main hall. The lying-in-state lasted three hours during which time thousands of people filed silently past to pay their last respects.

Mournful Progress

After the lying-in-state the funeral procession began its slow progress through the city to Glasnevin Cemetery. The dirge of the Dead March sounded again and the Parnellite M.P.s once more flanked the hearse A coach carrying the vet- eran Fenians, James Stephens and John O’Leary, followed the family coach. Behind the coaches a huge crowd estimated, at between 20.000 and 40,000, followed with mourn- ing bands on their arms.

A riderless horse with boots reversed in the stirrups followed the hearse, the traditional symbol of the fallen leader. At St Catherine’s Church in Thomas Street, the site of the execution of Robert Emmet, the procession paused for a few moments. It took three hours for the journey from City Hall to Glas- nevin Cemetery. At the graveside two clergymen of the Church of Ireland performed the last rites.

The grave of Parnell became a place of pilgrimage for his faithful followers and the annual Ivy Leaf commemoration began on the anniversary of this death. The imposing monument in O’Connell Street was erected in 1911.

Over his grave a great unhewn block of Wicklow rock was placed on which is inscribed the single word – PARNELL.

The Cloister Garden

Frater Fiachra

Cloister Irises

If you hear a voice within you say, “you cannot paint, then by a means paint, and that voice will be silenced.” – Vincent Van Gogh. A garden is like a painting. Vibrant and mild colours in their proper places, heights and lows, billowing and flow- ing, sharp and dainty. Following from last month’s article on the majestic Iris I have been thinking a lot about a won- derful painting by Vincent Van Gogh called the Iris which is in the

J. Paul Getty Museum in Los Angeles. The life of Vincent Van Gogh is tragic in so many ways, but he was gifted in his painting despite his continuous mental problems

One year before his death and a year after he mutilated his ear, Vincent entered Saint Paul de Mausole, an asylum in Saint-Rémy, on March 30, 1890, originally a 12th-century Augustinian monastery with a splendid cloister and garden. He was allowed a second room as a stu- dio to paint. But what to paint? On the first morning he spotted some irises.

For Vincent painting was “the lightning conductor for the illness”; he could keep himself from going insane by continuing to paint. He would over the course of his stay paint almost 130 paintings among which his “Irises” is the most famous and valuable.

If you look closer at this painting, you can observe that each flower is unique. Van Gogh carefully studied their movements and shapes to create a variety of silhouettes.

Working in the walled garden was Vincent’s one source of comfort and pleasure. His fellow inmates came to watch him, and his artistic presence brought some calm and distraction to all who suffered around him.

The irises in all their splendour were a relief for Vincent, the strik- ing brilliance in the cloister garden contrasted with the grey enclosure walls. The deep purple reminded him of his own darkness within and the twisted roots of the thoughts and worries that choked his mind.

Amid the array of purple irises one white iris stands out echoing hope. Some commentators read into the painting that the irises are indeed the inmates and that the white iris is Vincent, others see it as a sign of hope-filled recovery and normality and indeed the colour of peace.

In the midst of his pain and excruciating mental suffering, Vincent Van Gogh would pro- duce one of the most valuable and famous paintings in the world. In the midst of a cloister garden, a light of sanity and security shone in the Iris flower for one of the world’s greatest artists. Let us all look closely at the wonders of creation in our gardens, let us see in the plants and blooms our own sufferings and amidst that suffering a sign of hope, a beacon of light and a joy that radiates through flowers.

the beginning of our life in bour than to break the bread of the Athe Order, we were asked one word of God, to share with him the question: “What do you seek?”; we prostrated, and with our noses on the floor of the church, we respond ed: “God’s mercy and yours”.

We are Dominicans because of God’s mercy. If our lives as Dominicans began with that primordial desire to obtain mercy, then our ministry of preaching in different forms, as Dominicans, ought to proceed from the same impetus. The ministry of the Word, the Order’s charism to preach Jesus, is in fact a sublime work of mercy, an act of charity. Pope Benedict XVI said that “the greatest act of charity is evange- lization…There is no action more beneficial and therefore more charitable towards one’s neigh-

Good News of the Gospel, to intro- duce him or her to a relationship with God”. It is no wonder then that our motto “Veritas” could also be understood as “Passion for the Truth and Compassion for Humanity”. Today, we thank the Lord for the gift of 800 years of Dominican presence and preaching here in Ireland.

Thanks to God’s unending grace, our Dominican confreres brought and continue to bring the Gospel to countless persons here in Ireland and beyond this beautiful island. It is tempting to think that your endurance and growth as a province concretely indicates how much God loves you. To a signifi- cant sense, that is true. But the

number of friars and the thousands of people you serve are an indica- tion of how God provides (pro- videre), ie, foresees, not your needs, but the needs of the Church and the world.

You have founded the provinces of Australia and India, the former is a continent and the latter is a sub- continent. The sons of the province of Ireland went to the Caribbean and the Americas as missionaries. The province of Hibernia was sup- pressed, persecuted, but it never hibernated.

Ever Ancient and New

Many years ago, I attended a gathering of religious brothers and sisters in initial formation. I proudly introduced myself as a Dominican. In jest, one partici- pant replied: “Dominican? You are medieval!” I responded with a smile: “We are not medieval, we are classical!”

A “classic” is at once timeless and timely. It is timeless not because it lies beyond the vicissi- tudes of history, but because it becomes an event of meaning in every moment of history. St. Dominic embraced a mission that is timely, because he saw a world in dire need of a new evangeliza- tion; yet the same mission is truly timeless, because every genera- tion is in want of a new evange- lization, i.e., the preaching of God who is ever ancient, yet ever new.

Sheep and Fish

We are in the Order in response to the call of Jesus, “come follow Me”. We realized that this vocation also entails following Him who tells us: “if you love me, feed my sheep.” In imitation of the Good Shepherd, we “leave the ninety- nine to seek the one sheep who is lost”. But in our time, it seems that the reverse is happening in some parts of the world, only a few remain in the sheepfold and, some- times, it is the “ninety-nine” who have left our churches! Thus, in our world today, we need to remember another meta- phor for our vocation. Before Jesus asked Peter “to feed the sheep” (John 21:15-19), he told him “Come, follow me, and I will send you out to fish for people” (Matthew 4:19).

The vocation of “shepherds” and “fishermen” are complementary but different. A shepherd is usually entrusted with a flock, nurtures them, and accompanies them in their journey of faith.

On the other hand, a fisherman, by nature, is more audacious and ardent than a shepherd. He must go out to catch new fish every day! A shepherd cares for his flock. A good shepherd knows his sheep, and the sheep rec- ognize his voice.

On the other hand, the fisherman looks out for fish every day. The fish are in the waters, sometimes deep waters and the fisherman goes out to seek them out. Jesus chose

his apostles not only to shepherd his people, but to go forth to fish for people from all nations. Perhaps, our mission today is more analo- gous to that of fishermen than just shepherds. Perhaps there is inertia in many parts of the world today because as one author wrote: “Too many Christians are no longer ‘fishers of men’ but keepers of the aquarium.”

Fishers of Men

However, while one shepherd can live in isolation apart from other shepherds, fishermen need to work together as a team to catch fish with large nets. Peter was not work- ing alone when the Lord told him: Duc in altum, “Put out into deep water and lower your nets for a catch”. (Luke 5: 4-11). Fishermen must go where the fish are.

We must “go out into the world and preach the Good News!” To catch “netizens” we must go to the “digi- tal continent”. Fishermen know that one of the rules of fishing is “not to scare the fish away”. To catch fish, we must understand that some fish must be lured with a bait, some need to be fed, some need to be netted. We must truthfully ask ourselves what are the things in the way we live and the way we preach that drive people away?

And finally, fishermen know how to be patient and wait for God’s grace to work on people. Just as a fisherman cannot force the fish to come, so we cannot force people to come. Peter and John and their companions caught nothing all night. But when they listened to the instruction of Jesus, they caught a large haul of fish!

To be fishers of men, we must listen to the voice of Jesus through our prayer and con- templation. We must act promptly when he tells us to throw our nets to the other side of the boat (Luke 5:4- 11, John 21:6), to be ready when God’s grace touches the hearts of people.

I hope and pray that in the com- ing years you will find concrete ways “to mend your nets” just as James and John were “mending their nets” when Jesus called them. “Mending the nets” of the province does not only mean repairing a part that is torn, it also means to restore, to improve, to perfect, and to adjust the nets so that you can cast them into the deep, duc in altum!

Paul (Pope Paul VI to the United Nations General Assembly, 1965) aul VI was speaking in a decade of almost apocalyptic tension, when the threat of total war loomed large over mankind, and near total destruction of all that mankind was and knew hov- ered on the horizon like storm clouds inexorably advancing.

But now, almost 60 years later, and leaving behind a century which has seen the devastation of the wars of nations, great and small, the world and civilization again watches a terrible drama being played out in global the- atres of war. More than ever, we turn to Mary, Mother of God and Queen of Peace!

The rich texts of this votive Mass focus us, as one would expect, on Christ who not only announces peace and brings peace but is Peace. The Entrance Antiphon recalls the prophecy of Isaiah, looking forward to the great sign, the inbreaking of Peace made possible by the Virgin’s consent: A child is born for us, a son is given to us, and he shall be called “Prince of Peace”. The echoes of the Christmas mys- teries ring out for us, and the cen- tral celebration that the Incar- nation is

the moment of a univer- sal declaration of peace, for all times and places and peoples: Glory to God in the highest heav- en, and peace to people who enjoy his favour! The Collect focuses us further and is a most earnest plea on our part: grant that our times may be tranquil, so that we may live in peace as one family, united in love for one another.

The truth of the paradoxical fragmentation of the human family, contra- dicting the idea that humani- ty has become the inhabitant of a global village, stares us in the face. We are not a family united by common principles, values, outlooks or objectives.

Increasingly, personal and societal selfish- ness has diminished our sense of equality of person- hood and nationhood, of an essential autonomy enjoyed by the individual and his respective communities, but which at the same

Time demands that an indis- pensable interdependence, a nec- essary fragility and vulnerability, and the overriding moral obliga- tion that the strong have a duty to support and protect the weak are the pivots about which a healthy human society revolves. The magnitude of our disdain for one another is almost overwhelming! Mary Our Example In the midst of this we, in this memorial celebration, are drawn back to the defining reality of our

faith: Lord, as we lovingly vener- ate Blessed Mary ever-Virgin, as Queen of Peace, we offer you the sacrifice of our reconciliation. As the Preface will do for us, we are asked to reflect on the mys- tery of Christ in three moments, in which Mary leads us by exam- ple: the mystery of the Word becoming flesh, the mystery of his Passion, and the mystery of the giving of his Spirit at Pentecost. Mary’s word of consent to the angel, and so to God ultimately, opens the way for the Prince of Peace to take flesh in her virginal womb.

In this sense, Mary is not only Queen of Peace but, as we have said, Mother of Peace also she is the one who gives birth to Peace, and a peace which is not of this world, but is supremely the gift of the Trinity’s own life. She is witness to the shedding of Christ’s blood on the Cross the blood of the new covenant. This is the language of the cross, as St Paul tells us, and the lan- guage which demands that becoming, because of our participation in this single once-and-for-all sacrifice, ministers of reconciliation, ambassadors for Christ.

And lastly, with Pentecost, for which Mary waited in company and prayer with the Apostles, the gift of Christ’s Spirit brings peace and joy, the signs of the resurrection, and the birth of the Church, messenger of the new kingdom of peace.

More than ever, in dark days of war, conflict, and threat to our very existence, we invoke Mary, Mother of God and Queen of Peace!

Mama and i mean ons, and on Outside the gates of the monastery; Lima was one occasion one of them taken ill in a city many miles away; nothing seemed to ease his pain.

No matter what treatment he tried, no matter what doctor he consulted, nothing worked so finally he decid- ed there was only one remaining course open to him. He would cut short his business and return with- out delay to Lima and ask Brother Martin to take him in hand and cure him, for he believed there was no doctor to compare with the Dominican brother.

On the journey he was unable to walk because his leg was terribly swollen. The jogging of his horse along the rough dusty roads did nothing to relieve his pain but he was determined to see Brother Martin, even though he felt wretched and often had to grit his teeth to keep back a moan of anguish.

At length, he arrived at the out- skirts of Lima at dusk and made his
he saw the white-clad figure of a Dominican priest and immediately asked to see Brother Martin.

The reply made his heart sink in dismay. “I am sorry,” said the priest, “Brother Martin left this morning for the Priory farm in Limatambo and we do not expect him back for another two or three days.”

With little or no money in his pocket, nowhere to stay for the night, the only thing he could do- was to set off for Limatambo, even though he knew it was more than twenty miles distant from Lima.

Almost immediately his feet and legs began to give him trouble and before very long each leg had swollen until they were almost as thick as his body. Eventually unable to continue any longer and seeing a small cave

in the hillside, he dis- mounted from his horse and stum- bled inside. Wrapping his cloak around himself, and wishing to God Martin was there he fell asleep.

A Friend in Need

Suddenly he awoke to feel some- body gently touching the cape with a stick, and the voice of Martin came to his ears, “My poor friend, where are you going?” The answer came through tears, “I was looking for you Brother Martin and came back to try and see you and I wanted your blessing.

I felt sure I would die unless I saw you, but how did you know that I was here?” Martin only smiled. “Do not worry,” he said softly, have confidence in God and your illness will soon pass.” Then, putting his hand into the pocket of his habit he took out some bread and grapes bidding his friend to eat.

Martin then peered closely at the sick man and murmured: “Lord, do not let this man die this time. I hope in Your Infinite Mercy You will grant this request.” He placed his hands upon the swollen legs and began to massage them gently, saying in a half- whisper:

“Lord, please make these legs be restored to health quickly.” After another few moments he began to bend the swollen knees gently, making the Sign of the Cross over them many times.

Soon afterwards Martin got to his feet saying gently: “Get up now, It is time we continued on our way to the farm of Limatambo.” The poor man tried to tell him he still felt too weak to move, but Martin would not listen and insisted on helping him on to the horse again. Taking the halter, he led them out of the cave and on to the roadside. Ever so slowly they continued their progress.

They had hardly gone a quarter of a mile down the road when the man on the horse became suddenly aware that all pain had disappeared from his legs. The swelling had also gone, and he felt as well as he had ever done in his whole life.

What had happened remained engraved on his memory until the day he died. Of course, Martin never mentioned it again.

Saint Martin Replies

WESTMEATH I wish to thank St Martin for many health favours especially when I was diagnosed with cancer of the womb which was removed but meant I had to have a hysterectomy. A few weeks before the operation I was on the way home from a walk in the coun- tryside and I saw a Novena Book at the edge of the road. I brought it home as I knew immediately it was a sign from God. I began the Novena and all went well with no further cancer found.

ROSCOMMON I am writing to thank my dear friend St Martin to whom I was doing a Novena for one of my daughters that a success- ful outcome to a problem hanging over her for the past few years would be found. All went well and I cannot describe the joy in our hearts and total gratitude we are feeling. Don’t ever give up on prayer. I knew well that St Martin would intercede on my behalf.

CORK I wish to report many favours granted through the inter- cession of St Martin, St Joseph and them for a long time for my daugh- ter who has several troubles, but now things are slowly coming right for her; also, my son who is now the father of a healthy little baby boy after years of waiting. All my life

I have turned to St Martin for guidance, during years working when I was never sure which road to take and when I retired in getting accommodation for me. I will be forever grateful for all the answers to many many prayers.

WEXFORD I wish to thank St Martin for so many favours received, including getting over a marriage which had failed, as well as a business. Also, for interceding for my son to find a good job and for helping me through financial difficulties. I have so many reasons to be grateful to him and I will con- tinue to pray to him for the rest of my life.

GALWAY I want to thank St Martin and others too numerous to mention for answering my prayers for my grandson who was born pre- St Anthony. I have been praying to maturely 6 years ago. For health to reasons he had to undergo numerous operations. After his last procedure which was not a success the surgeon said it would have to be done again.

We were all so upset and prayed very hard. Just before operating the surgeon checked again and could not believe that every- thing had changed, and an operation
would not be needed after all. A Little Miracle… the power of prayer is God’s grace.