Thought for the Day 09/04/2020

'This is what I received from the Lord, and in turn passed on to you:
that on the same night that he was betrayed, the Lord Jesus took some bread,
and thanked God for it and broke it, and he said, 'This is my body, which is for you;
do this as a memorial of me.' in the same way he took the cup after supper, and said,
'This cup is the new covenant in my blood. Whenever you drink it, do this as a memorial of me'.
Until the Lord comes, therefore, every time you eat this bread and drink this cup, you are proclaiming his death.'
1 Corinthians 11: 23-26 from the Mass for Holy Thursday

'O precious in the eyes of the Lord
is the death of his faithful.
A thanksgiving sacrifice I make;
I will call on the Lord's name.'
Psalm 116 from the Mass for Holy Thursday


Thought for the Day 08/04/2020

 ‘That is the ultimate goal: to become be love in the world. Love is who you truly are, and who I am too. It is our deepest truth. The only sin is the absence of love in us.
Our personal love of God is the same as our love and forgiveness for the least of those in our lives.’             (Daniel O’ Leary)

‘Each morning the Lord wakes me to hear ,
To listen like a disciple.
The Lord has opened my ear.’ 
                        (Isaiah 50:5; from the First Reading at Mass for Wednesday of Holy Week)


Thought for the Day - 07/04/2020

‘It seems that God’s love does not protect me from anything, but somehow enables me, strengthens and supports me in the midst of the dying I’m enduring....It somehow manages to touch with courage, patience, even tenderness those hurting places, cauterising everything that is not love. Until only love is left.’    (Daniel O’ Leary)

‘It is you, O Lord, who are my hope,
my trust, O Lord, since my youth.
On you I have leaned from my birth,
from my mother’s womb you have been my help.’ 

Psalm 70 (from Mass of Tuesday of Holy Week 2020)


A Message from Pope Francis

“Tonight before falling asleep think about when we will return to the street. When we hug again, when all the shopping together will seem like a party. Let's think about when the coffees will return to the bar, the small talk, the photos close to each other. We think about when it will be all a memory but normality will seem an unexpected and beautiful gift. We will love everything that has so far seemed futile to us. Every second will be precious. Swims at the sea, the sun until late, sunsets, toasts, laughter. We will go back to laughing together. Strength and courage.”


Prayer for a Pandemic by Cameron Bellm

May we who are merely inconvenienced

Remember those whose lives are at stake.

May we who have no risk factors

Remember those most vulnerable.

May we who have the luxury of working from home

Remember those who must choose between preserving their health or making their rent.

May we who have the flexibility to care for our children when their schools close

Remember those who have no options.

May we who have to cancel our trips

Remember those that have no safe place to go.

May we who are losing our margin money in the tumult of the economic market

Remember those who have no margin at all.

May we who settle in for a quarantine at home

Remember those who have no home.

As fear grips our country,

let us choose love.

During this time when we cannot physically wrap our arms around each other,

Let us yet find ways to be the loving embrace of God to our neighbors. Amen.


And People Stayed Home

And people stayed home
and read books and listened
and rested and exercised
and made art and played
and learned new ways of being
and stopped
and listened deeper
someone meditated
someone prayed
someone danced
someone met their shadow
and people began to think differently
and people healed
and in the absence of people who lived in ignorant ways,
dangerous, meaningless and heartless,
even the earth began to heal
and when the danger ended
and people found each other
grieved for the dead people
and they made new choices
and dreamed of new visions
and created new ways of life
and healed the earth completely
just as they were healed themselves.

(Kathleen O'Meara's poem, 'And People Stayed Home,' written in 1869, after the famine)


From Psalm 42
‘With cries that pierce me to the heart,
my enemies revile me,
saying to me all day long:
‘’Where is your God?’’

Why are you cast down, my soul,
why groan within me?
Hope in God; I will praise him still,
my saviour and my God.’

‘Suffering itself is a fact; how I see it is a choice.
I can change my destiny and how I prepare for it by changing my attitude to it.‘
(Daniel O’ Leary)





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