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SAINT JOSEPH CHURCH GIRARDVILLE Vigil of Sunday 05:30 pm GLORIA TINARI CHIARETTI by Alice Walaconis Chiaretti 23rd Sunday in Ordinary Time 11:30 am ELLIE BOXER (48th anniversary) by Tom and Joni Gower Weekday 08:00 am JAMES and ROSEMARIE NEISS by Dennis and Kelly Devine St. Peter Claver, priest (OblMem) 08:00 am MICKEY and DAUNE DEVINE by Dennis and Kelly Devine Weekday 08:00 am CARMELLA PELLEGRINO by CDA, Court St. Cecilia #1529 Most Holy Name of the Blessed Virgin Mary (OptMem) 08:00 am JOANNE PALKO BACH by Kevin Pinto Vigil of Sunday 05:30 pm WALTER YURENKA by his wife, Argia 24th Sunday in Ordinary Time 11:30 am JAMES ODONNELL (25th anniversary) by Margaret ODonnell |
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SAINT Vincent dePAUL CHURCH GIRARDVILLE Vigil of Sunday 04:00 pm MARY USIC by Jean Majikas and family 23rd Sunday in Ordinary Time 08:30 am DAVID G. and BASTINA (Folino) NICASTRO by Ralph and Debbie Chiplonia Nativity of the Blessed Virgin Mary (Fst) 08:00 am MONA WOLFGANG by Peter and Violet Smolock Weekday 07:00 pm EDWARD and FRANCES LUSHIS by Alice Walaconis Chiaretti Vigil of Sunday 04:00 pm JOSEPH CHIKOTAS by Anna Chikotas 24th Sunday in Ordinary Time 08:30 am DECEASED: HOLY NAME SOCIETY by the HNS |
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29 / 30 AUGUST
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02:30 to 03:30 pm St. Vincent dePaul Church 06:00 to 07:00 pm St. Vincent dePaul Church 06:30 to 07:30 pm St. Joseph Chapel Please note that, in addition to the times scheduled, the Sacrament of Penance (Confession) is available to anyone who requests it at almost any time. Just call the Rectory or tap Fr. Connolly on the shoulder and say, Id like to go to Confession. I will do my best to accommodate your request. |
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OF THE BLESSED SACRAMENT 02:00 to 04:00 pm St. Vincent dePaul Church 06:00 to 08:00 pm St. Joseph Chapel SEEK THE LORD WHILE HE MAY BE FOUND
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Sunday, 20 September Father Sheridan Room, St. Joseph Parish Grades 3 to 8 (girls): Grades 3 to 6 (boys): Insurance charge is $25.00 per child. Contact: Dominic Grasso (276-1683) or Diane Whalen (874-1392) |
| HOLY NAME SOCIETY (StVdPPar): Customarily, there are meetings each second Sunday of the month. Please note that there will not be a meeting this coming Sunday (13 Sept). |
| I KNOW A FAMILY where there was a great deal of argument and dissension among the members: husband, wife, adult son, adult daughter. They could never see eye to eye. So, they came up with a solution. Each one of them owned a car: a Chevy, a Ford, a Toyota and a Volkswagen. It was expensive to own four cars, what with insurance and all that. So they decided to buy one car and share it. They settled on a Honda. Now, their family life is beautiful and harmonious. They are all of one accord. |
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your mothers birthpangs forget not. Remember, of these parents you were born; what can you give them for all they gave you? Sirach 7, 27-28 This particular Scripture
passage came to mind recently when a gentleman in the parish
told me that he was born on 7 September. He noted, with a touch
of humor, that 7 Sept is Labor Day this year. Not only that,
but the day on which he was born was also Labor Day. We were
in agreement that there was a certain appropriateness to being
born on Labor Day. |
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IS ON TUESDAY, 8 SEPTEMBER! If you can possibly come to Mass that day, it would mean a lot to her. It would make her happy. Making ones Mother happy has a ripple effect. It redounds to ones own advantage. And, when Mary is happy, Jesus is happy. Jesus is very much attached to His Mother, dont you know? He even turns water into wine for people who ask His Mother to intercede with Him for them. AD IESUM PER MARIAM! |
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SUSAN MARIE ROMANOT, Eternal rest grant unto Susan, O Lord, and let the perpetual light shine upon her. May her soul and the souls of all the faithful departed, through the mercy of God, rest in peace. Amen |
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THE HEALTH CARE DEBATE CONTINUES. I am well aware of the fact that, whenever I make
a comment that implies some criticism of President Obama and
/ or of some Democratic politicians, there are some parishioners
whose feathers get ruffled. This is especially true in Girardville,
which has a long and proud tradition of identifying with the
Democratic Party. Let me tell you something: I come from a long line of Irish Catholic Democrats. When I was a child, FDR sat at the right hand of the Father as far as my parents and other distinguished elders were concerned. (There is a bit of Irish hyperbole in my saying that, but you know what I mean.) I was politically aware from a very young age. The first time I ever got into a schoolyard fight was this: I was ten years old. It was 1948. Harry Truman, the Democratic incumbent, was running against Thomas E. Dewey, the Republican challenger. A boy came up to me in the schoolyard and said without so much as a how do you do? Are you for Dewey or are you for Truman? I said, without hesitation and without fear, Im for Truman! The kid sucker-punched me in the face. I fell to the ground, got up again and returned the punch. We both wound up on the ground and punched each other until the Sister separated us and led us, much chastised, into the classroom. I mention this because I want people to know that, at a tender age, yours truly shed blood for Harry Truman! I bear the wounds proudly! When Adlai Stevenson ran against Dwight Eisenhower (twice), I mocked those who said, We like Ike by countering with, We need Adlai badly. When JFK was assassinated, I shed copious tears. I loved Bobby and shed more tears when he was assassinated. I tell you these things so that you know that the Democratic Party was my first love as far as politics is concerned. But I want everyone to know that my conscience is captive to God and to His Holy Catholic Church and when I tell you that President Obama is not to be trusted when he says that his proposed health-care bill does not include provisions for bumping off unborn children and persons who are sick and elderly, I tell you the Gods honest truth. Obama did not die for my sins. I owe him nothing. I ask all Democrats (and Republicans and Independents) who have consciences to face the plain truth. I beg God to see to it that the current Obama healthcare-reform bill go down to glorious defeat. We must love God and the Truth and the Babies and our Elders more than we love any political party. |
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BISHOP JOSEPH E. MARTINO offered his resignation as Bishop of Scranton to
Pope Benedict XVI this past June, although this fact was not
made public at that time. The Pope has now accepted the offer
of resignation and, so, Bishop Martino is now the retired
Bishop of Scranton. This became official on Monday, 31
August. A news conference was held. Anyone who would like to
see the conference in its entirety can do so by going to http://www.dioceseofscranton.org.
Scroll down to the news conference and download it. It is worth
watching. It takes about 39 minutes. Sleek-headed men, and such as sleep o' nights. Yond Cassius has a lean and hungry look; He thinks too much: such men are dangerous. Act I, Scene ii (One reason I remember this line is that I
played the role of Cassius when I was in college. I had a lean
and hungry look about me in those days, but not anymore!) |
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BEFORE THERE WERE CHILDREN, YOUR
SPOUSE WAS #1. Couples need quiet time to nourish a healthy relationship. Spend quality time together at a Marriage Encounter. The next weekend is 18 20 September at Mariawald Retreat Center in Shillington. Call 1-800-787-7679 or go on-line at http://www.wwme-nepa.org/ for more information. |
| YOU MAY HAVE HEARD that there are some changes coming in the prayers of the Mass. Without going into any detail right now, I would like to offer my observation (for what it is worth): The changes are a positive step in the right direction. I applaud the changes. They have not been officially announced yet, let alone implemented. I suggest that, when the announcement is made and the changes implemented, you welcome them. To a great extent, these changes are an attempt to get back to what we should have been doing all along. If you are interested in checking out these changes, I suggest you tap into the following website: www.usccb.org/romanmissal/examples.shtml |
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MARY HARKAWAY ENGLE, Eternal rest grant unto Mary, O Lord, and let the perpetual light shine upon her. May her soul and the souls of all the faithful departed, through the mercy of God, rest in peace. Amen. |
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BISHOP JOHN O. BARRES will make a pastoral visit to Schuylkill County on
Wednesday, 30 September. He will offer Mass in St. Patrick Church,
4th and Mahantongo Streets, Pottsville, at 7:00 pm. All of the people of Schuylkill County are cordially invited and encouraged to attend. There are no tickets needed for admission. First come, first seated. After the Mass, there will be a reception with light refreshments in the Parish Center. The Bishop will be happy to greet those who come to the reception. Parking will be available in the parish parking lots in front of and in back of the church. Additional parking will be available in the City Parking Garage at 2nd and Mahantongo Streets. Members of all parish choirs are invited to participate in the choir for the Mass. Please see your pastor for information. |
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HELL HATH NO FURY! It was hard to miss it. Im referring to the story on the front page of the 1 September edition of the Pottsville Republican. A former employee of a late and lamented high school of the Diocese of Allentown is suing the Diocese for two hundred thousand dollars. She alleges: (a) that she was discriminated against when it came to being considered for alternate employment when the school went south; (b) that, while employed there, she was sometimes addressed as Toots and Sweetheart by one or more of the priests who worked at the school and was sometimes offered car rides and dinner. Now, let me tell you the Gods-honest truth: All I know about this is what I read in the newspaper. I know nothing more. I am in a state of total, blessed and blissful ignorance about what actually transpired, except for what I have recounted here. No one could possibly know less about it than I do. I rejoice in my ignorance about this matter. As the late Al Capone is reputed to have said when someone suggested that he extend his business activities into Canada: Canada? I dont even know what street Canada is on! So, Im like Al Capone in that regard. I dont even know what street these allegations happened on! Well, then, if I am so abysmally ignorant of the facts and have nothing to add to the story, why am I even mentioning it? Im glad you asked. You did ask, didnt you? I am mentioning it because I have a (somewhat) parallel story. Allow me to tell you the story (as if you had a choice): Just a few days ago, I stopped into a Turkey Hill convenience store. (What a strange name! There are no turkeys walking around and its not even located on a hill, but thats what they call it.) But I digress! Back to my story! I had a very small and modest purchase to make at the Hill of the Turkey. The young woman who waited on me was very upbeat, very friendly. I did not and do not know her at all not in any way, shape or form but she was indisputably the sweetest and most congenial Turkey Hill clerk I have ever encountered! And I dont mean just Turkey Hill. I mean any and every convenience store I have ever done business with in my whole, complete and entire life. As soon as I stepped through the door, even before I had had a chance to orient myself, she said, How ya doin, Babe? I was startled, but managed a laconic reply: Reasonably well, thank you! And yourself? You are probably supposing that I was dressed in civvies but, if thats what youre supposing, I respectfully tell you that you are mistaken. I was dressed as I am most of the time when I am out in public: black pants, black shoes and socks, long-sleeved black clerical shirt. I think I might have had my white clerical collar tucked inside for the sake of comfort but, making allowance for that, I think it was fairly obvious that I was a Catholic priest or else a clergyman of some High-Church persuasion. I stepped up to the counter and she said, What can I do for you, Honey? I dont get called Honey or even Babe all that often like never! and I have to say I was mightily amused and even a smidgen flattered, although I do try not to draw unwarranted inferences if and when I am the recipient of affectionate terms of address from attractive young women. I am more accustomed to being addressed as Father or Sir or Rev or Preacher and sometimes Mister or Buddy or Knucklehead. Maintaining my customary grave composure, I told her what I desired to purchase. At least three more times in the course of the (approximately) two-minutes time it took for us to complete the transaction, she called me Babe or Honey. (I recall that Humor almost always rides in tandem with the Unexpected.) Now, what is my point in telling you all of this? My point is simply this: I walked out of the Turkey Hill that day feeling like a million bucks! One thing I have no intention of doing is consult an attorney to see if I can extort two-hundred thou from the Turkey Hill Corporation in order to assuage my wounded dignity. Au contraire (thats French, I think), I might make it a point to drop in there again. Who knows? I might luck out and that same friendly lady will be on duty when I do. Please do not be scandalized or alarmed! I am a deliriously happy priest and have been for more than 43 years. With the help of Him Who loves me, my commitment to celibacy and the practice of chastity are non-negotiable. And be assured that, if the nice young lady should offer me any rides in her car or invite me out on a dinner date, I shall politely decline. But file a lawsuit? Perish the thought! It is to laugh! |
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JOHN
COUGHLIN BRIDGET
KEENAGHAN COUGHLIN In his declining days John Coughlin conveyed to his son, James J. Coughlin, a succinct statement of what he wanted to happen in regard to his funeral. James wrote down his fathers words. A handwritten copy of what James wrote down can be viewed on the website.
It might occur to the reader that, by saying I want to be waked and then saying, I want no wake, John was contradicting himself. But I think it is clear what he meant. What he meant to convey was that he wanted a low-budget, no-frills wake. In other words: Come in, take a look at me, say a prayer if you care to do so and, as appropriate, speak a word of comfort to my widow and children, but then go home. This is not an Irish wake. There will be no ham sandwiches and no free beer. COMMENTARY: I dont have the same level of humility or self-confidence that John Coughlin had. In making preliminary plans for my own wake, I would respectfully ask my next of kin to arrange for some food and drink, so that some people will be motivated to take the trouble to show up. As for pipes and tobacco, they can do as they please. If you smoke, just dont blow any smoke in my face. You wouldnt want to make me start coffin. |