Dear Friends,

Many of you may have been thinking, since our Parish Church was shut down for so long, that the parish was gasping for breath, just on the brink. Well I am glad to tell you the life-support has been removed and we are breathing with both longs at full capacity!

As you look over this Bulletin or website, you will see more and more activity, more groups meeting again, more ministries serving our Parish and community, more events planned. They are all signs of spiritual health and strength and vigor. Our objective is not just to survive but to flourish. And we’re just getting started!

Dear Friends,

The worst day of my life was always the first day of school. I hated going to school as a child. I was just a giant heap of anxiety. At first when they took me to school, I would sneak out the door and run home. Then they started locking the door. Then I would cry. After a few rounds of the that the kindergarten teacher would put me in the restroom and I could not come out until I stopped crying. Then I would just make myself sick, literally, and vomit so they would send me home. They caught on to that as well and just made me sit in the nurse’s office till I would go back to class. That didn't take long as the nurse must have been related to Nurse Ratched. I think it was around the time I got to High School that I finally liked school.

Dear Friends,

And when the broken-hearted people living in the world agree,
There will be an answer, Let It Be….
“Let it Be” by the Beatles”

We are the broken hearted who have found the answer. Most of us have had the “slings and arrows of outrageous fortune” pointed at us and yet rather than remaining as victims we find the answer in faith. What we agree on even in the midst of so much disagreement is that Jesus is the answer to our broken hearts and wounded souls.

Dear Friends,

As the school year starts up once again, you may recall back in your school days when someone did something wrong in the class but the teacher did not know who did it, the entire class got punished. Even though you weren’t the perpetrator you had to suffer the consequences. The teacher’s strategy was to get someone to turn in the guilty party. Of course, the worse the consequences were, the sooner someone would turn in the perpetrator. Or maybe with enough peer pressure the guilty party would actually turn themselves in.

Dear Friends,

Quo Vadis? You probably remember the 1951 film and the title means, in Latin, “where are you going?” Recently Pope Francis issued new directives (Traditiones Custodes) actually restrictions, on the use of the pre-Vatican II Missal or the celebration of the Extraordinary form of the Mass (often referred to as the TLM or traditional Latin Mass). Where is he going with this and why? A little bit of history is needed to understand how we got here in the first place.