On June 26th, the Church celebrates the Memorial of Saint Josemaría Escrivá, a faithful Spanish priest who founded Opus Dei in 1928.
Easter is over, summer has begun, and life feels as though it’s slowed down a bit. We’re a few weeks into Ordinary Time and we’re faced with a long stretch between now and Advent. But this Ordinary Time is not just an interlude.
The first reading from last Friday’s Mass struck me, and prompted me to think about Ordinary Time in a new way:
Last weekend the weather was crazy. It was cool and then got extremely hot followed by heavy rain and strong winds. I sat in my bedroom and watched as the trees swayed back and forth in the wind. I am like my father in that I love storms.
This Sunday, we will honor all those living out the beautiful vocation of fatherhood. Fathers and people who act in the role of a father have touched all of our lives, and we pray in a special way for those men. Let us ask for the intercession of the saints who lived out their fatherly vocation, that they may be models for loving, compassionate, and Christ-centered fatherhood.
Here are just a few of these saintly fathers:
I have made many mistakes and learned many lessons over the years as a parent. It became clear early that when my child felt sad or was hurt, I would feel that pain as well. There have been days when I would wait to talk to one of my children to just gauge how they were doing. I would begin to ask them how their day had gone, was everyone nice to them, did anyone pick on them? I wanted to know how they were doing.
The sacrament of Reconciliation, also commonly known as confession, is one of the seven sacraments of the Catholic Church. Just like all the other sacraments, Reconciliation is an outward sign instituted by Christ that effects grace in the soul of the recipient. In this beautiful sacrament of healing, we are cleansed of the sins that have ruptured our communion with God, and we receive grace and healing to help us continue living virtuous, Christ-centered lives.
A prayer that has been on my heart recently is a line from the Fifteen Prayers of St. Bridget of Sweden: “Hide me in your wounds.” The phrase kept coming to mind during prayer, and I couldn’t figure out why or what it meant.