“The Help”

I was in Virginia for two days last week.  I met my aunt there and spent some time with family friends.  It was lovely – too much food – but that was lovely too 🙂

On Friday afternoon we went to the cinema – a.k.a. “Movie Theatre/TheatER” (Tomaaaaato/Tomato)  We went to see a film called “The Help”.  I had never heard of it before though I think I might have been in the only in the group that hadn’t and certainly the only one that hadn’t “read the book”.  I really SHOULD read more.  Another should, among a long line of “shoulds” in my life but that’s for another day.

The movie!  I really enjoyed it a lot.  Set in Jackson, Mississippi, it told the story of the relationship, or maybe lack of relationship, that existed between those who worked and those for whom they worked.  It touched, again, on segregation, prejudice and injustice.  It spoke too of God’s role in the lives of all and the importance of the Gospel in giving solace to the afflicted.

One of the scenes that struck me was when a huge charity event was arranged to feed the poor in Africa and, as can often happen, the worthiness of that was lost in the awful truth that the poor on the doorsteps of those organising the event, went unheeded or belittled.  It can be easy to organise events for far off places and fail to see injustice in front of us.

I found myself tear-filled on a few occasions but it was dark!!  I heard afterwards that this was a “chick-flick” but I’m not convinced it was – not that there’s anything wrong with chick-flicks!!  I think it told a story and told it well.  There may have been some license taken – who knows but the truth remains we need to address wrong-doing, bigotry, hatred and do our very best not to promote these in any way by action or omission, by word or silence ……

There were a number of movies on show in the theatre and another was “The Guard” but I had seen it at home a few weeks ago.  Certainly not a “chick-flick” but it did make me laugh.  I’m not so sure how my movie-going companions on Friday last would have enjoyed it though.  Maybe they’ll go at some stage and let me know.

Here’s the trailer from “The Help” –

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Holiday Time!

Holiday Time!

“How is Alpha?” is a question I’ve been asked quite a bit in recent months.  He’s doing well.  At the moment he’s on holidays with my cousin Brendan who is seriously good with dogs!!  I was in Brendan’s house a few weeks ago and was very taken by how well behaved his dogs were.  He certainly has a way with them so I asked him if he’d take Alpha for a bit of “brendan time” while I was on holidays.  He readily agreed and I’m very grateful.  I sent Brendan a text earlier to see how things were with Alpha – he sent me back this photo.  It’s of Alpha with his brother and sister …. they seem to be getting on well together.

The Dobermans!! - Alpha (left) with his sister and brother in a very Sunny South Sligo. Alpha decided to holiday in Ireland this year 🙂

Holiday Time!

So what did you think of Medjugorje?

Sorry, lost the run of things a bit and wasn’t able to keep regular posts while away last week.  There was an internet cafe near where we were staying and I did manage to do a few postings but had hoped to do more.  I’m back in Kilmovee now and would find it difficult to recount what happened other days – other than to say they were full and varied. 

I began Friday with a climb of Apparition Hill and visit to the Blue Cross.  Not, as you might suspect, my first choice on how to start a day but was invited to do so by Caroline and Margaret to of my fellow “pilgrims”.  I felt I could not refuse.  I’m glad I didn’t as it was a pleasant visit and I felt it less tiring than the first time.  In fact, I asked the two companions if they thought Our Lady had come to meet us since the climb did not seem as long as before!!

We visited a church on our way to  Mass on Friday morning that is home to the statue of Our Lady of Medjugorje.  I didn’t go too close to the statue initially and when I went back to have a better look, Mass had begun so I couldn’t.  All I can say is that I heard many comment on the beauty of the statue.  There was a plaque in the church commemorating a large number of Fransican priests who were shot during the second world war.  I spent some time with their photos and felt a sadness that their lives had been cut short (in most cases they were very young men) and hoped that their deaths had not been in vain.  May they rest in peace.

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After that visit we went to the home of “St Peter”, though not a saint yet, he is regarded as a holy priest and the cause is under way for his beatification and that of his brother.  St Peter was ordained on his death bed.  We met his niece, a Fransican Sister, and she spoke to us (through  Aine) of her uncles’ lives and her hopes that they would be numbered officially among the saints.

Fr Tommy celebrated Mass in their home (now converted into a beautiful chapel) and after Mass Aine led us through a very moving prayer and reflective time.  It was moving and thought-provoking as she named the members of our group and prayed for each one by name.  I could see that people were deeply involved in this prayer time.  Fr Tommy’s homily spoke also to the beauty of the Mass and its central place in our lives.

The rest of the day was free and I’m sure people availed of that in different ways.  We met a few times and people gathered later in the house since we were leaving very early on Saturday morning for the airport.

SO WHAT DID I THINK OF MEDJUGORJE?

Firstly I’m glad I went and very grateful to Fr Tommy, Dominic and Teresa for inviting me to come along.  It was a great experience.  I met some of the finest people you could ever wish to meet.  Some of them were already known to me but most I had not met before.  I hope to meet many of these people again in the future, most immediately at a Mass of Thanksgiving to be celebrated in Charlestown in a few weeks time.  There was such good nature and kindness that you could not but be impressed and grateful.  I’m grateful too, for some of the heartiest laughter I’ve enjoyed in a long time.  Laughter that rested easily with some times of genuine prayer and reflection.

That spirit of prayer is very much alive in Medjugorje.  I never went into the church without having a sense of people at prayer.  Yes, some were moving around, going to statues and seeing what needed to be seen but doing so with Faith and commitment.  In the main, however, people sat or knelt quietly and offered heartfelt prayers.  Rosary beads were clearly visible as were bibles, missals and lips moving in silent prayer.   Medjugorje brings people to prayer, reassures them in prayers already offered and encourages prayer for the future.  That has to be a good thing. 

Liturgy was very impressive and the numbers attending Masses, outdoor adorartion, veneration of the Cross and so much more reflected this.  The Sacrament of Reconciliation was an inspiration – having celebrated it from both sides, I can say great work is being done beside St James’ Church under the watchful eye of St Leopold (a small man of 4 feet 5 ins) who was renowned for his compassion in the celebration of this Sacrament.  Long too may this be the case and I hope to make this Sacrament more available in the day to day life of Kilmovee Parish.  I’m convinced if it’s avaialable it will be availed of.

St Leopold

Our guide, Áine, was so sincere and self-giving that she could not but be a good example to us all.  We were lucky to have her.  Equally our accommodation was homely and there was a real sense of being in a home rather than a hotel or guesthouse.  Again, this was a good thing.  Thanks to all who made us so welcome.

I mentioned already that there seems not to be a desire to over-charge the visitors or to cash in on people’s emotions or vulnerabilites.  Religious objects, though  very beautifully made, were not overly-priced.  Nor, for that matter, was anything else.  Food, drink, transportation and just about anything you could mention was reasonably priced.  Well done to Medjugorje for this.  Long may it remain so.

The one thing I haven’t mentioned is VISIONS and, by association, visionaries.  There is a hesitancy in me to mention either since I am well aware that many look to Medjugorje for messages, signs and wonders.  I feel certain too, that there is abolute genuineness in so doing but I have to say it doesn’t work for me.  Did our Lady appear at Medjugorje?  I believe something very special happened that gave hope to a downtrodden people – not unlike our neighbours in Knock.  There was a meeting between Heaven and earth.  Such meetings often go un-noticed in our daily lives and thanfully it did not go un-noticed in this holy place.  God Bless all who had eyes to see and ears to hear. 

I was not looking for signs and wonders nor was I seeking the spoken and translated word.  God’s presence and Our Lady’s presence was clearly evident in the gathering of the nations.  There was, in my opinion, nothing new said nor perhaps is there anything new to be said.  The Gospel message centres on love of God and love of neighbour and where these are found we have arrived.  I could have spent the days there without ever seeing or hearing a visionary.  As it turned out I did both – heard two visionaries speak at the gable wall of St James’ and attended a prayer time in the chapel of one of them later in the week.  I was not expecting to see anything nor hear anything.  I didn’t.  Part of me, to be totally honest, wishes this were not part of the Medjugorje of 2010 as I fear it leaves people looking for more than is possible – more perhaps than is even necessary.

Well that’s it!  I’m glad I went.  I believe it’s truly a holy place.  The people there are truly good people and a joy to be with.  Faith is clearly evident.  The Sacraments are celebrated.  Faith is shared and objects of faith and prayer brought the length and breadth of the world – maybe even to people who do not share the faith but, in receiving the gifts, are invited to more.  There is powerful work done in the Sacrament of Reconcilition for which we must be ever grateful and is a cause for great joy.  All of this, and so much more, speaks volumes of a wonderful place.  All of this could stand alone, tall and Heavenly focused, without messages and interpretations.  That’s the way I see it.

Will I go back?  Most likely and with God’s help, some day, I’ll go there again.  For now, I’m glad I went and have fond memories of a prayeful place, decent people and very enjoyable company.

 

Holiday Time!

Visitors

After a few weeks of visiting people, I’m glad to have some visitors – in fact the first people to stay in my home in Kilmovee since I moved here.  Yesterday Chris and Erin Korves came to visit and will stay with me til Thursday.  Just a week ago, I stayed with Chris’ parents in Annendale, VA and a few weeks earlier with his sister and her husband in Boston.  I celebrated Chris and Erin’s Wedding Ceremony in Virginia in 2008.  It’s good to have them here.

Chris and Erin at my mother's grave in Templeronan, Cloonloo, Co. Sligo

We went last night to my brother’s house in Cloonloo for some food.  It was a pleasant evening and we all enjoyed it.  Kieran and Helena had prepared great food and Bill and Aaron were on hand to help in any way they could.  Gerard, Kate, Ronan and Cillian were there too as was my father.  Thomas, Martina, Brennan and Baby Jack also came along. 

Jack Sherlock - seemed to bond well with the visitors!!

Bill with Chris and Erin

At table!!

It was the eve of my brother’s (Gerard) birthday and a cake arrived.  He managed to blow out all the candles!!

Many happy returns

We chatted for a while and parted company.  A very enjoyable evening and it was good to have Chris and Erin with us.  Hopefully other family members will follow on now.  Always a welcome here!

Aaron, Bill, Erin, Kieran, Helena and Chris

And a final word with my father before leaving …

Vincent, Erin, Bill and Chris

Holiday Time!

Harry’s Right!

Last day in Rockville Centre!  Heading home this evening and back to regular service for the weekend.  I’m not sure what flight number I’m going home on but, a few years ago, James McDonagh had arranged to meet me at the airport.  I told him I was coming in on flight 111 and he said “I hope the plane doesn’t come in upside down”!!!  Anyway, Kieran is meeting me this time.

But Harry is right!  Harry is the business manager here at St Agnes’ Cathedral and he told me that he had checked my blog a few times and that all my talk was about Boston, Washington and other people.  “You never mention St Agnes”, he said.  At first I thought he was wrong but NO – he’s right.  I hadn’t and should have.  I am very grateful to all here at St Agnes who have made me feel one of their own for close on a dozen years.  It’s a lovely place to come to and quickly becomes home.  That’s the reason I come – to feel at home.  It is home at its best since it gives freedom to roam as well and that’s where all the mentions of other places and people comes from.  I really enjoy being here, seeing something of the American Church, having the chance to celebrate the Sacraments and meet people again.  For that and so much more – thanks.

The priests here are great to be with and I enjoy the chats around dinner table and when we meet duirng the day.  There are, of course, differences in the way ministry is lived here and at home but it’s the one message and literally the same hymn sheet!  Thanks to Monsignor Bill, Frs John, Germann, Adrian and Andrzej  for their welcome and support.  A very memorable part of this year’s visit was meeting Fr Francis McGachey for the first time.  Fr Francis is from Motherwell Diocese in Scotland and was great company.  I hope we keep in contact and I wish him well as he concludes his studies in Rome.  I’m sure I helped him a lot with those!!! 

A few photos to finish now since I need to pack – sadly I had to get a second case – travelled lightly and proudly this direction but a few more bits and pieces to bring the other way, hence a second case!

Some of the crew here - Harry, Paul, Linda and Jo Ann

Took me from A to B (with a bit of help from GARMIN!!)

LIRR TRAIN - took me from B to other letters of the alphabet with a little help from a ten-trip ticket!!

So Harry was right – a mention for St Agnes is appropriate!  I have some pictures of the Cathedral at home and will add them later.  For now, it’s been a good few weeks.  Thanks to all!  And yes, I’m happy to be going home since I am very happy there – happy too, that I will be back here again next year, with God’s help.  Until then ……

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Theatre Night(s)

Went into New York this evening (August 25th) with Fr Francis McGachey to a Broadway Show.  We went to see Billy Elliot.   It was a very enjoyable show full of life and colour, despite its depiction of a dark period in mining history.  The show was entertaining and the scene changes were incredible.  A truly enjoyable evening and a good way to spend the last evening of the holidays.   Checked YOUTUBE for a video or two and think this clip gives a good overview of the show. 

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After ths show, as we walked back to Penn Station, I took a few photos of the lights and colour of Broadaway!  Not great quality but a little clip to show something of the night. 

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