On this day, the feast of All Saints, in the year 1541, Michaelangelo‘s Last Judgement was unveiled on the rear wall of the Sistine Chapel.
It’s Fathers’ Day today in New Zealand and Australia
Let’s retreat from from “those false and superfluous certainties around which we have constructed our daily schedules…”
And how beautiful it is! It is like getting our lives back, getting a new chance. Nothing is more beautiful than to have a new chance.
Jesus wishes to say something precise to us. He knows that in life the worst anxiety, agitation, is born from a feeling of not making it, of feeling alone
The storm exposes our vulnerability and uncovers those false and superfluous certainties around which we have constructed our daily schedules, our projects, our habits, and priorities.
It is four years this week since Pope Francis published his encyclical on the environment Be Praised addressed to “every person living on this planet.”
Each of us is called to rediscover in the Risen Christ the one who rolls back from our heart the heaviest of stones. So let us first ask: What is the stone that I need to remove, what is its name?
…self-esteem is not a human achievement. Healthy self-esteem is the fruit of knowing that we are loved even as imperfect, weak and vulnerable sinners.
That’s a great picture of the Anglican Archbishop of Canterbury Justin Welby and Pope Francis together.
I have spent time this week taking part in the twice-yearly Anglican Catholic dialogue of Aotearoa New Zealand.
I often hear people comment that their faith is weak, or that they have little faith. I often feel the same way.
We ignore our feelings at our peril. However the feelings that are uppermost in human consciousness are simply a starting point for discernment.
There are moments many days, and minutes and even hours and sometimes days every week when we feel a bit dead.
Jesus is not God-far-from-us-up-in-the-heavens, but Jesus is God WITH us.
You might like to share this post with grandparents who will appreciate some encouragement on this their feast day.
I was privileged to be asked to give the homily at the Mass of Thanksgiving of Fr. Isaac Fransen