Author: Christine Jordan

Dear Friends,

From the diary of St. Faustina.

One day, I saw two roads.  One was broad, covered with sand and flowers, full of joy, music and all sorts of pleasures.  People walked along it, dancing and enjoying themselves.  They reached the end without realizing it.  And at the end of the road there was a horrible precipice; that is, the abyss of hell.  The souls fell blindly into it; as they had walked, so they fell.  And their number was so great that it was impossible to count them.  And I saw the other road, or rather, a path, for it was narrow and strewn with thorns and rocks; and the people who walked along it had tears in their eyes, and all kinds of suffering befell them.  Some fell down upon the rocks but stood up immediately and went on.  At the end of the road there was a magnificent garden filled with all sorts of happiness, and all these souls entered there.  At the very first instant they forgot all their sufferings. 

At this time of year, as we near the end of the church calendar we hear often of the four last things: death, judgment, heaven, and hell.  We hear of the two ways over and over.  One way leads to eternal happiness and the other doesn’t.  And the choice is ours; we can either follow the easy broad path, or we can follow the hard and narrow path.

In Matthew’s gospel Jesus speaks of these two ways over 60 times.  Over 60 times he speaks of the eternal consequences of refusing to respond to him with faith, repentance, and faithful friendship.  And today we heard of one of those texts.  According to the Church Fathers those flasks of oil that the wise virgins brought with them represent good works, mercy, joy of a good conscience, and their keeping of holy teaching.  In their faith they performed good works, in their faith they were merciful, in their faith they had the joy of a good conscience, and in their faith, they followed the way of our Lord, that narrow path.  The foolish on the other hand had none of these, no good works, no mercy, no good conscience, and no keeping of holy teaching.   And consequently, were left outside pounding on a locked door. 

In a recent Magnificat there was a biography about Julia Greeley.  I found it very interesting.  She is one woman who had a large store of oil when our Lord, the Bridegroom, came for her at the end of her life.  Julia Greeley is on the path to canonization.  Right now, she is recognized as a Servant of God.  Julia was born into slavery probably between the years of 1833 and 1848 in Hannibal Missouri.  She lost her right eye at the age of 5 from the whip of a slave master who was beating her mother.  In 1865, just a few months before the end of the Civil War Julia was freed. 

After the war Greeley moved west and became a cook and nanny for Julia Dickerson of St. Louis who would later marry William Gilpin. When President Abraham Lincoln appointed Gilpin as the first territorial Governor of Colorado, the couple moved to Denver and Greeley joined them.

Julia learned the Catholic faith from the Gilpin family.  She was baptized in 1880 at Sacred Heart Church in Denver.   With her newfound faith she became especially devoted to the Sacred Heart of Jesus, the Blessed Virgin Mary, and the Holy Eucharist.  She went to Mass and received Holy Communion every day.  Julia was a great proponent of the Sacred Heart; she tirelessly walked the city streets distributing felt Heart badges and literature from the Sacred Heart League.  She gave them to Catholics and non-Catholics. If she saw you on the street, she’d talk with you about the Catholic faith.  She also made sure to visit every month all 20 firehouses in Denver.  She talked with the fireman about the four last things (death, judgment, heaven, hell), these men were in a dangerous profession, and she wanted to make sure they were prepared for death.  She never missed an opportunity to witness her Catholic faith. 

Julia became known for her charitable works, she pulled a red wagon through the streets of Denver carrying coal, clothing, and groceries. She made her deliveries after dark so as not to embarrass families ashamed to accept charity.

In 1901, Greeley joined the Secular Franciscans and remained an active member for the rest of her life. In recognition of her dedication to the poor, Greeley has been dubbed “Denver’s Angel of Charity.” On June 7th, 1918, on the Feast of the Sacred Heart Julia Greely died.  Her funeral was attended by thousands of people.  In January 2014, the Roman Catholic Archdiocese of Denver officially opened an investigation for her sainthood.  Julia filled her flask with the oil of good works, mercy, joy of a good conscience, and adhering to holy teaching.  She was very wise. 

What about us? Are we always wise?   Is Christ, his Kingdom, his narrow pathway always our first priority?  Is our lamp full of the oil of faith, which we can’t borrow from anyone else but must develop in the intimacy of prayer and sacrament?  Are we keeping that lamp filled by persevering and growing in our prayer life, the mercy we show to others, our good works, and do we study Christ and the teachings of his Church?  

Now is the time to renew this first priority, to put our lives back on track. That’s what the Church is inviting us to do through today’s liturgy, as the end of the Church year approaches.   And it is the most practical thing we can do, because it has the most important consequences. If we need to refill our lamp, we should start doing so right now, during this Mass, when Christ comes once again to be our food, and to be our light.  

Many of us at this time feel an anxiety about what is happening in our country and maybe even in our Church.  There might be a certain unease about what the future will bring.  Now is the time to make an act of trust in God.  Maybe even many acts of trust.  And pray, add a holy hour before the Blessed Sacrament, pray the rosary, after the Mass the rosary is the greatest spiritual weapon.  Go to daily Mass.  Be that Catholic witness, witness to life, witness to religious freedom.  Be another Julia Greely, an unafraid Catholic witness. 

Our Lord has already conquered sin and death, these are but skirmishes.  We need only fill our lamps with the oils of good works, mercy, a good conscience, and keeping to the Way of our Lord.  Because as our Lord tells us, “We know neither the day nor the hour.” 

Pax et Bonum,

Fr. Christopher J. Ankley

Type Dear Friends,

Archbishop Fulton Sheen once wrote, “As we enter Heaven, we will see them, so many of them, coming toward us and thanking us, we will ask who they are and they will say, “A poor soul you prayed for in Purgatory.”   This is the time of year to think of the deceased.  We do this all year of course, but during the month of November especially.  November is dedicated to the Holy souls in Purgatory.  Are we praying for those who have gone before us?

Purgatory is a transitional state for souls who have, at least implicitly, chosen our Lord, but whose love still needs purifying.  Purgatory is closely associated with Heaven.   Someone once said Purgatory is like Heaven’s bathroom.  Souls in this state might be compared to kids who come inside when called to dinner but haven’t yet washed their hands.  A child in the bathroom might not be at the banquet table but he’s certainly in the house. 

Pope St. John Paul II once explained it in this way, “Those who live in this state of purification after death are not separated from God but are immersed in the love of Christ, His love purifies.  Neither are they separated from the saints in Heaven, who already enjoy the fullness of eternal life, nor from us on earth, who continue our pilgrim journey to the Father’s house.  We all remain united in the Mystical body of Christ.”   We all belong together in one enormous symphony of being. 

As the catechism states, a soul must be free of even the tiniest imperfections before entering Heaven.  Our Lord wants us to enter completely into His joy, to share in His own life forever, and we can’t do so until completely purified.  God’s life, the life of the Trinity, is perfect love.  How could a creature still bearing a trace of sin join in that life?  In the words of St. Augustine, “To think highly of our deceased is charity, but to pray for them is a charity greater, wiser, surer.” 

Praying for them is a charity greater, wiser, and surer.  Building on this, Pope Benedict XVI once wrote that, “No man is an island. Our lives are involved with one another, through innumerable interactions they are linked together. No one lives alone. No one sins alone. No one is saved alone. The lives of others continually spill over into mine: in what I think, say, do and achieve. And conversely, my life spills over into that of others: for better and for worse. So, my prayer for another is not something extraneous to that person, something external, not even after death. In the interconnectedness of Being, my gratitude to the other—my prayer for him—can play a small part in his purification.” Again, we all belong together in one enormous symphony of being.

St. Leopold Mandic was an Italian Capuchin who died in 1942.  As a young man he had a great desire to travel east to proclaim our Lord and the Gospel.  He wanted to make Jesus known in the East.  But it wasn’t to be.  St. Leopold had very poor health.  He couldn’t see very well, he stuttered when he talked, he had constant abdominal pain, and arthritis that deformed his hands and bent his spine, so that he was no more than 4 ½ feet tall.  He was not a robust man and so his superiors didn’t think he had the stamina needed to go into the missions, and so he spent his life in Padua, Italy hearing confessions for 12 to 15 hours a day.  He was gentle and wise in the life of virtue and people flocked to him.  If you wanted him to hear your confession, you had to wait a long time.  Sometimes other priests would complain that he was too lenient with the people who came to him for confession.  To this he would say, “If the Lord wants to accuse me of showing too much leniency toward sinners, I’ll tell him that it was he who gave me the example, and I haven’t even died for the salvation of souls as he did.” 

For many years, in the back of his mind, St. Leopold persisted in the hope that he might be able to go east into the missions.  But as he got older, he realized it wasn’t going to happen.  He was going to stay put in Padua in his tiny confessional.  So, he changed his attitude.  Since he couldn’t go to the missions in the east every soul, helped in the confessional would be his east.  Every soul before him would be his mission to the east.  “Every soul will be the East for me,” he said.

The direction East has a very special meaning to Catholics.  There is the ancient tradition of facing east when we worship.  At one time all Catholic altars faced east. They were built this way because at the end

of time our Lord will come from the East, we don’t turn our back to him.  And the sun a symbol of Jesus also rises in the East.  In a symbolic way to face east is to face the Lord. 

And so, adding to St. Leopold’s quote we could say, every soul made in the image and likeness of our Lord will be the East for me.  In looking towards a soul, I will look towards the Lord. I will pray for the souls made in His image and likeness.  That will be my mission to the east. 

Every time we face the Lord, every time we face the symbolic east may we remember in prayer the souls of our beloved dead, but most especially may we also remember the souls of those who have no one to pray for them.    We all belong together in one enormous symphony of being.  May our prayer for the dead play a small part in their purification. 

Eternal rest grant unto them, O Lord.

And let perpetual light shine upon them.

May they rest in peace.

May their souls and the souls of all the faithful departed, through the mercy of God, rest in peace. 

As we enter Heaven, we will see them, so many of them coming toward us and thanking us, we will ask who they are and they will say, “Poor soul you prayed for in Purgatory.” 

Pax et Bonum,

Fr. Christopher J. Ankley

Dear Friends,

There was a man named Camillus and he lived in 16th century Italy.  He was a big man; they say probably 6 foot 6.  He was obstinate, aggressive, and had a violent temper.  His mom couldn’t control him; in fact, she feared him.  And so, she allowed him to do whatever he wanted.  So, at the age of 16 he left home and hired himself out as a soldier, he did this for a living; always working for the man who could pay him the most.  As a soldier his bad habits got even worse, he even added gambling to his list of vices. 

But even among the soldiers Camillus was too great a disturbance.  His gambling aggravated his violent temper, which led to quarrels, which led to insubordination, which led to him being kicked out.  Kicked out of the army, he began wandering from town to town, using gambling as a means of support.  He was soon destitute, living in rags.  It was at this time he began to reflect on his life, he began to remember what his mom had taught him about the Faith.  He repented, went to confession, the first time in years.

Camillus with a newfound freedom went to find his uncle, a Franciscan brother; and he asked to join the Franciscans.  The uncle received him warmly but wasn’t convinced of his conversion and he was turned away.  Camillus was not ready for religious life.  He went back to gambling and brawling.  Camillus was soon again reduced to rags and no money, and he developed a wound on his leg that just wouldn’t heal.  He was in Rome at the time and went to St. Giacomo Hospital looking for help.  He had no money so they wouldn’t treat him, but they did offer him a job.  Which he gladly took, again Camillus repented and for a time he was the best hospital orderly.  His leg was getting treated, he had a place to sleep, and he had food to eat.  The director of the hospital grew to depend on him.  Things were looking up, until he became bored one day and wound up on the roof gambling and fighting.  Camillus fell from grace and again he was kicked out.  Soon he was reduced to begging for food, sitting outside of churches waiting for handouts.  An old Capuchin brother saw him one day and wondered why such a big young man was sitting there begging.  This old Capuchin offered Camillus a job at the Monastery where they were in the middle of a building project.  This old Capuchin saw that his chronic wound was cared for and that Camillus had plenty to eat.  Camillus again repented and this time he really began to reform his life.  There were more slip ups to follow but he always repented, and he slowly grew in holiness. 

He went on to be ordained and eventually founded the Order of Clerks Regular, Camillians for short.  They worked as health care providers in hospitals and on the battle fields.  Camillus made use of his war experience.  All Camillians wear a large red cross on their cassock; even today they still wear this Red Cross.  It represents charity and service.  It represents Camillus’ great love for God and neighbor. 

To grow in our spiritual life is to grow in trust of our Lord.  Can we always and readily say “Jesus, I trust you!”  It took St. Camillus many years to get to that level of trust.  One spiritual writer put it this way; our spiritual life is like playing poker with the devil.  And we always have the winning hand.  The devil can never beat the hand we’ve been dealt.  And we can trust this.  In our hand we have been given first:  Jesus, who took all our sins upon Himself, taking them up to the cross, crucifying them along with his body, and rising from the dead He conquered sin and death, opening heaven for each of us.  In our hand we have been given second:  the Communion of Saints, all our friends around us and those in Heaven/Purgatory who help us with their constant prayers.  In our hand we have been given third:  the Church founded by Jesus with her Magisterium, her Scripture, and her Tradition all of which guide us on that narrow road to Heaven.  In our hand we have been given fourth:  the seven sacraments, the Eucharist especially, the sacraments are the very life of God Himself, given to us to wash, nourish, heal, and strengthen our souls.  And in our hand, we have been given fifth:  the Holy Sacrifice of the Mass, the perfect prayer to the Father, a time machine of sorts that allows us to join ourselves to Jesus as He offers Himself to the Father at Calvary.  We can give ourselves totally to the Father along with Jesus. 

With these cards we always have the winning hand.  We can trust this.  The devil’s hand is always a loser.  The problem is the devil is a liar, he’s the master of lies, he’s very good at it. He knows us well and he bluffs, and we sometimes believe him.  We believe his lies and we fold.  We put down our winning hand without even showing it (or trying it). 

He might tempt us to believe that we are worthless and it’s no use trying.  It’s a lie!

He might tempt us to believe it’s useless to continue going to confession, when we confess the same sins over and over.  It’s a lie!

He might tempt us to believe God has forgotten us and that we are on our own.  It’s a lie!

He might tempt us to believe that if we’re nice it doesn’t matter what we do, everyone goes to heaven anyway.   It’s a lie!

He might tempt us to believe that because we don’t “feel” anything happening at Mass that we should stop coming, or go elsewhere, God understands.  It’s a lie!

St. Camillus was canonized in the 18th c. he went from being an aggressive fighter and gambler to singing the praises of God in Heaven forever, loving God with all his heart, soul, and mind.  He stopped believing the lies, realizing what a treasure he held within his hands (Jesus, Church, Communion of Saints, Mass, The Eucharist).  He was loved with an extraordinary and exuberant love, and with time he learned to trust that Divine love.  And with time and patience he grew to love our Lord with all his heart, his soul, and his mind. 

We too are loved with an extraordinary and exuberant love and the same awaits each of us and that should fill us with great hope. 

Pax et Bonum,

Fr. Christopher J. Ankley

Dear Friends,

Not long ago I had the privilege of attending Mass at a Franciscan Monastery, the Saint Clare Monastery.  This monastery had a beautiful and relatively new chapel, and across from my pew was a stained glass window with the words, “He who is like God.”  It was a window with the image of St. Michael the Archangel and Michael means one who is like God.  But before seeing the Archangel all I saw were the words and I took it as a question, “Who is like God?”  Answer:  you and I are like God, and we find this answer in the Bible.  In Genesis (1:27) it’s written, “So God created man in his image, in the image of God he created them; male and female he created them.”  You and I are made in the image of God.

In today’s Gospel we hear about images, the first one being the image of Caesar on the Roman coin.  The Pharisees and the Herodians are trying to be clever.  They want to trap Jesus by trying to corner him into a catch-22.  These two groups the Pharisees and the Herodians are neither friends nor allies of each other.  They despise each other.  The Pharisees are religious patriots, bitterly opposed to Roman rule, whereas the Herodians are content to work together with the Gentile powers that be.  This present uneasy alliance is made solely for the purpose of bringing down the Messiah. They want to entrap him and get him out of the way.  They think their question, “Is it lawful to pay the census tax to Caesar or not?”   has only a “yes” or “no” answer.  If Jesus answers, “yes, pay the tax” the zealous Jews would run from him, and they had come to regard him as the Messiah.  Jesus would no longer have a following.  If Jesus answers, “no, don’t pay the tax” the Jewish priests of the temple could have the Roman soldiers arrest him for trying to overthrow the government.  With either response the Pharisees and Herodians think they can discredit Jesus and be rid of him.  Jesus would cease to have any influence. 

However, Jesus is wise to them and doesn’t answer their question with a simple “yes” or “no.”  He confounds and frustrates them when he holds up the coin and asks, “Whose image is this and whose inscription?” They must answer that Caesar’s image is on the coin.  Jesus then says something that has been quoted a million times throughout the centuries, “Repay to Caesar what belongs to Caesar and to God what belongs to God.”  Paying taxes, giving back to Caesar what belongs to Caesar, brings us roads, a school system, police and fire departments, a society of law and order and everything a good government should provide.  As Christians we have a duty to be good citizens and to fight for and promote a good government based on our faith. 

The second part of the quote is a little more difficult, Jesus was looking at the crowd, made up of men and women, when he said, “Repay to God what belongs to God.”  The coin has the image of Caesar so giving it back to Caesar is easy, but where do we find the image of God?  And this brings us back to the stained-glass window I saw in the St. Clare Monastery with its question, “Who is like God?”  We are like God.  We’re made in His image and like the coin that goes back to Caesar; we’re to go back to God because we’re made for God.   We give ourselves to Him, by spending our life getting to know Him, by loving Him, and by serving Him.  And at the end of our life, we hope to finally join Him in Heaven. 

Here on earth, there are two dimensions of going to God.  First, there is the worship of God where we strive to give ourselves to Him totally with our whole heart, soul, and mind.   At the beginning of the Liturgy of the Eucharist at the offertory the priest says, “Pray, my brothers and sisters, that my sacrifice and yours may be acceptable to God, the almighty Father.”  We’ll say it this way to remind us that the priest stands in the person of Christ.  When the priest says “my sacrifice” he is saying it as Christ.  Everyone in the assembly also participates in that sacrifice because of our baptism we are all a member of the mystical body of Christ. We join our sacrifice to His sacrifice.  So, we bring our gifts, both our material and spiritual.  We bring what we have and what we are, and we acknowledge that it all comes from God, and it all belongs to God.  So, we give it back, we bring Him our lives, our sorrows, our joys, our sufferings, everything we are and offer them in union with the sacrifice of Christ.  We give ourselves to Him totally.

The second dimension of going to God is the giving of ourselves to God through the service to others.  Because others are also made in the image of God, and we serve God by serving them.  All of us are expected to give ourselves to our neighbor, even the one who seems unlovable.  Maybe, all we can do is pray for them but whatever we do for our neighbor, good or bad, we are giving to God. 

As images of God, we have the opportunity to build God’s kingdom, because we can bring God’s kingdom into all the places we enter; the Church, the home, the workplace, the school, and even the town square with its voting booth.  Building God’s kingdom, giving ourselves to God, can’t be kept within the privacy our home, it must be everywhere. Don’t make faith a private matter. 

The 16th of October is the feast day of St. Margaret Mary Alacoque and I want to end with a quote of hers:

God gave me to understand that one cannot better show one’s love for him than by loving ones’ neighbor for love of him; and that I must work for the salvation of others, forgetting my own interest in order to espouse those of my neighbor, both in my prayers and in all the good I might be able to do by the mercy of God.

Peace and all good,

Fr. Christopher J. Ankley

Dear Friends,

William Holman Hunt was an English painter who died in 1910.  He was one of the founders of the Pre-Raphaelite school of painters.  His paintings are noted for their vivid color, great attention to detail, and elaborate symbolism.  Hunt for a time considered himself to be an atheist.  But at the age of 25 he had a reversion to the faith.  And to mark the occasion he painted a work of art based on two scripture passages, 1st Revelation 3:20, where our Lord says to us, “Behold I stand at the door and Knock.”  And 2nd from John’s Gospel 8:12, where the Lord tells us, “I am the light of the world.”   Hunt combined these two passages into the painting entitled, “Light of the World.”  You are probably familiar with one or another knock-off of this original work of art.  In 1900 the painting toured the world; it was a very popular attraction.  At the end of the tour, it was hung in St Paul’s Cathedral in London.  

This painting shows the large wooden door of a country cottage, which is located on the edge of a forest, far away from any other houses or town.  Around the door weeds have grown up, ivy clings and drapes across the top of the door.  The hinges are rusted.  This door has not been opened in years.  And the landscape is abandoned, uncultivated, and hostile.  It is nighttime. 

In the darkness, the full moon forms a halo around the head of Christ, who is standing in front of the door.  He holds a lantern in his left hand, and with his right hand he is knocking on the door.  William Hunt was part of the “Pre-Raphaelite” school of painters.  This school of painting was interested in complex symbolism.  Their paintings were filled with lots of symbolism. 

In this painting, the cottage symbolizes the soul, the door is human freedom, and Christ is the light that brings hope and meaning to the darkness within.  It’s a haunting painting.

First, it’s counterintuitive to have a stranger wandering the woods at night carrying a light.  Usually in these types of paintings from that time the light would come from inside the place of residence and the wanderer would be seeking relief from the darkness outside.  Another detail is even more eloquent; no doorknob or handle can be seen on the outside of the door.  This implies that the door can only be opened from within, again human freedom.  Christ is knocking on the outside, waiting patiently to bring his light and grace into the house, into the soul, but only those on the inside can let him in.  Only we can let him in.

And that’s how it is in all our lives.  God surrounds us with his good gifts, his grace.  But he will never force his way into our hearts, he simply knocks, invites, and waits patiently for us to open the door. 

And we prayed for this grace at the beginning of Mass in the collect, our opening prayer.  As you recall we prayed to God, “May your grace at all times go before us and follow after us.”  In other words, may we be surrounded by God’s grace at all times.  But first we have to say yes and open that door.  St. Therese of Lisieux was very good at recognizing grace.  She knew of course that grace was to be found in all the sacraments, but she was able to recognize God’s grace in all the everyday occurrences of life.  She once said, “Everything is a grace, everything is the direct effect of our Father’s love difficulties, contradictions, humiliations, all the soul’s miseries, her burdens, her needs, everything, because through them she learns humility, realized her weakness.  Everything is a grace because everything is God’s gift.”  Everything that happens in our life is an opportunity o grow closer to God, even a fall into sin gives us the chance to grow in repentance, humility and reliance on grace. 

In the Gospel today we hear of our destiny, the great wedding banquet, Heaven.  We have all received the invitation, and at our baptism we received our white wedding garment.  And it’s God’s grace and our cooperation to that grace that keeps our wedding garment white.    Our RSVP is a simple yes to God everyday of our life.  Yes, to the graces around us and yes to the graces found in the sacraments.

St. Patrick of the 5th century composed a prayer asking for God’s grace and protection.  It’s called the Breastplate, which is a protective armor against harm.  He composed the prayer right before approaching the Irish king Leoghaire.  This king was a fierce warrior and St. Patrick wanted to convert him and his people to Christianity.  He was a little afraid, but courage is just fear that has said its prayers.    So, he prayed, and I paraphrase, “Ok Jesus I opened the door of my soul to you, I need you all around me, I need your grace.  A portion of St. Patrick’s prayer goes like this,

Christ with me,
Christ before me,
Christ behind me,
Christ in me,
Christ beneath me,
Christ above me,
Christ on my right,
Christ on my left,
Christ when I lie down,
Christ when I sit down,
Christ when I arise.

Reminding us of our opening prayer that God’s grace always goes before us and follows after. 

We receive such grace in all the everyday occurrences of life, its showered upon us, it’s the grace we need for every moment of our lives.  We also receive that grace in the sacraments: in Reconciliation where Christ forgives us; in the Eucharist where Christ comes to dwell within us. At Communion time we say, “Lord, I am not worthy that you should enter under my roof, but only say the word and my soul shall be healed.” And you can say in your heart at that moment, “Lord, you have chosen me and called me. Give me the grace to answer that call, to say yes, to say yes every day of my life.”  To keep opening that door to you.

Peace and all good,

Fr. Christopher J. Ankley

Dear Friends,

October 7th is the Feast of Our Lady of the Rosary.  Pope St. Pius V established this feast in 1573.  The purpose was to thank God for victory of Christians over the Muslim Turks at Lepanto.  A victory attributed to the praying of the rosary.

In early October 1571 the Turkish Armada was making its way through the Mediterranean Sea.  It was an armada of 300 ships and 100,000 men.  Their eventual goal was Rome.  They were out to conquer the Pope and Christianity.   On October 7th, the Christian fleet of 285 ships and 70,000 men went in search of the Muslim navy.  They met in the Bay of Lepanto (Present day Naupaktos Greece).  The Christian flotilla was in a bad way.  The wind was against them, and a heavy fog obscured everything.  The Muslims were sure to win.  But then things began to change.  The wind reversed course and the fog lifted enough for the Christians to see their enemy.

The battle lasted 5 hours.  In the end the Christians were victorious.  The Turkish navy had lost most of its vessels while the Christians lost only a few.  Pope St. Pius V attributed this victory to the Blessed Virgin Mary, Our Lady of the Rosary.  Why?  Before battle all the Christian soldiers went to confession, participated in the Sacrifice of the Mass and they all prayed the Rosary.  70,000 men prayed the rosary, which was their spiritual weapon.   In Rome Pope St. Pius V had all the citizens in the city and surrounding countryside pray the rosary.  They stormed Heaven with their Heavenly weapon of the rosary.

It is well known that, on the evening of the day that the Christians defeated the Muslims, Pope St. Pius V was in Rome in a meeting and received a vision of the victory.  While in the middle of discussions in the Vatican, he suddenly broke away from his companions and stared out the window in complete ecstasy as

if he were seeing something tremendous, then he turned back toward his companions with a radiant face to jubilantly yell, “Victory! Victory!”  He explained that a great victory had been won that day by the Christian forces.  This vision occurred more than two weeks before the official courier from Venice arrived in Rome with the news.  The Pope attributed the victory to the Rosary.  Pope Francis recently said the rosary is the best weapon against the great accuser, meaning Satan.  It is the weapon that wins all battles.

Pope St. John Paul II once said that to pray the rosary is to meditate upon the face of Jesus with Mary.   The soul that lives by the rosary makes her way quickly towards a life of union with Christ.  And what are, in fact, the mysteries of the Rosary?  They are the very mysteries of Jesus, the mysteries of His life, the mysteries of His grace, and the mysteries of His love.  The rosary is the

soul truly plunged into Jesus Himself.  And to meditate on the face of Jesus, to look into the face of Jesus, is to know you are loved, to know you are forgiven.

In the 2nd Eucharistic Prayer, we pray to live forever in the light of our Lord’s Holy Face. This devotion to the Holy Face of Jesus is a very old devotion instituted for First Friday devotions.

O adorable face of Jesus hidden in the Eucharist – Have Mercy on us.

O adorable face of Jesus which will appear at the end of time in the clouds with great power and great majesty – Have Mercy on us.

O adorable face which will fill the just with joy for all eternity – Have Mercy on us.

With the aid of the Holy Rosary may we always contemplate the Holy Face of our Lord.

Pax et Bonum,

Fr. Christopher J. Ankley

A commentary on Isaiah by St Jerome

Ignorance of Scripture is ignorance of Christ

I interpret as I should, following the command of Christ: Search the Scriptures, and Seek and you shall find. Christ will not say to me what he said to the Jews: You erred, not knowing the Scriptures and not knowing the power of God. For if, as Paul says, Christ is the power of God and the wisdom of God, and if the man who does not know Scripture does not know the power and wisdom of God, then ignorance of Scripture is ignorance of Christ.

  Therefore, I will imitate the head of a household who brings out of his storehouse things both new and old, and says to his spouse in the Song of Songs: I have kept for you things new and old, my beloved. In this way permit me to explain Isaiah, showing that he was not only a prophet, but an evangelist and an apostle as well. For he says about himself and the other evangelists: How beautiful are the feet of those who preach good news, of those who announce peace. And God speaks to him as if he were an apostle: Whom shall I send, who will go to my people? And he answers: Here I am; send me.

  No one should think that I mean to explain the entire subject matter of this great book of Scripture in one brief sermon, since it contains all the mysteries of the Lord. It prophesies that Emmanuel is to be born of a virgin and accomplish marvelous works and signs. It predicts his death, burial and resurrection from the dead as the Savior of all men. I need say nothing about the natural sciences, ethics and logic. Whatever is proper to holy Scripture, whatever can be expressed in human language and understood by the human mind, is contained in the book of Isaiah. Of these mysteries the author himself testifies when he writes: You will be given a vision of all things, like words in a sealed scroll. When they give the writings to a wise man, they will say: Read this. And he will reply: I cannot, for it is sealed. And when the scroll is given to an uneducated man and he is told: Read this, he will reply: I do not know how to read.

  Should this argument appear weak to anyone, let him listen to the Apostle: Let two or three prophets speak, and let others interpret; if, however, a revelation should come to one of those who are seated there, let the first one be quiet. How can they be silent, since it depends on the Spirit who speaks through his prophets whether they remain silent or speak? If they understood what they were saying, all things would be full of wisdom and knowledge. But it was not the air vibrating with the human voice that reached their ears, but rather it was God speaking within the soul of the prophets, just as another prophet says: It is an angel who spoke in me; and again, crying out in our hearts, Abba, Father’, and I shall listen to what the Lord God says within me.

Dear Friends,

I begin with a very short and simple prayer from the 16th century.  “Jesus, Jesus, Jesus be to me a Jesus.”  “Jesus, Jesus, Jesus be to me a Jesus.”  In other words, be my Savior, Jesus.  This 8 word prayer was the favorite prayer of St. Ralph Sherwin.

St. Ralph was an Oxford University Scholar, very smart and talented.  Ralph impressed everyone with his intellect, even the Queen (Queen Elizabeth I).  He had a bright and promising future within the English Government or maybe even within the Church of England.  But all of that changed a year after graduation.  He had a profound conversion experience, studying history, and reading the writings of the early Christians he discovered the beauty of the Catholic faith.  He wanted it for himself and so he became a Catholic and as a Catholic he felt drawn to the priesthood.  So in secret he journeyed to France where he could study to be a priest.  You just couldn’t do that in England at that time.  All Catholic seminaries were suppressed and destroyed.

Once he was ordained Ralph made his way back to England and he did this in secret.  He came ashore at night disguised as a workman.  Once in England he made his rounds ministering to those who still practiced the Catholic faith.  But after a year of many near misses he was caught and charged with treason.  He was sent to the tower of London.   In prison he was tortured on the rack.  And after one bout on the stretching device he was tossed outside into the snow.  There Queen Elizabeth I was waiting for him.  She admired his talent and intelligence.  So she made a deal with him, if he would recant his Catholic faith she’d make him a Bishop in the Church of England.  He’d have money, power, honor, and comfort.  He refused; that was his last chance.  At his trial he vigorously denied any attempt to raise a rebellion against the Queen.  He’s quoted as saying, “The plain reason of our standing here is religion, not treason!”  He was found guilty and sentenced to be hung and drawn and quartered.   The next day was set for his execution.

As he made his way to the gallows he kissed the bloodied hands of his executioner, forgiving him.  Right before dying the last words out of St. Ralph’s mouth was his favorite prayer.    “Jesus, Jesus, Jesus be to me a Jesus!”  These too are our words; they should be the words of everyone.

Not long ago I read some very sobering statistics.  I read that 58% of Michigan’s residents have no religious affiliation.  They may go to church occasionally maybe at Christmas or Easter, but they don’t have a strong tie with any one religious faith.

From the Gospel we know that the harvest is abundant but that the laborers are few.  And in our second reading St. Paul in his letter to the Philippians speaks of this saying, “I long to depart this life to be with Christ for that is far better.  Yet that I remain in the flesh is more necessary for your benefit.”  St. Paul remained in the flesh to make the Gospel known, to make Jesus known and loved.  St. Ralph Sherwin remained in the flesh, for a time, for the benefit of others to make the Gospel known, to make Jesus known and loved.  We too remain in the flesh, we remain in the flesh for the benefit of others, to make Jesus known and loved.

“For it was to strengthen our hearts that He came to suffer and die, came to be spit upon and crowned with thorns, came to be accused of shameful things, came to be fastened to the wood of the cross.  All these things he did for us, and we did nothing.  He did them not for himself, but for us.”  “Jesus, Jesus, Jesus be to me a Jesus.”  Be my Savior Jesus!

I have a challenge for you this week, reach out to someone to make Our Lord better known and loved.  Invite them to Mass; maybe even teach them the St. Ralph Sherwin prayer.  Nothing pleases our Lord more than when this prayer is prayed with confidence and from the depths of the heart.

The Harvest is great but the laborers are few.

Pax et Bonum,

Fr. Christopher J. Ankley

Dear Friends,

When I was five my dad hit me in the head with a corn shovel.  Dad was out in the corn crib shoveling corn into the back of the truck.  He was taking a load of corn to the elevator to have it ground up for the cows.  Being five I knew dad needed my help so I went into the corn crib, climbed to the top of the pile of corn and once there just started kicking corn down to him.  I got a little too close and bang! The shovel hit me just to the right of my nose.  There was lots of blood and lots of crying and dad almost passed out.  He could never handle blood.  Dad carried me into the house and Mom fixed everything.  I think Dad felt worse than I did (I know he did). 

Now following that accident, I had a linear scar next to my nose about an inch long.  It’s very visible in all my elementary school photos.  With time, however, it faded and now you can barely see it.  But when I was younger every time, I saw that scar in the mirror I was reminded of that accident in the corn crib.  I’m sure many of us have scars that remind us of some past incident. 

Now just as our body may be marked by permanent scars that last a life time our soul too is marked, permanently marked, for all eternity, a mark lasting long after our life here on earth has ended.  Everyone who has been baptized in the name of the Father, Son, and Holy Spirit has had their soul indelibly marked, marked as belonging to Christ for all eternity.  You could also say that this indelible mark is a mark of the Cross of Christ; we, the baptized, are marked with the sign of Triumph.  But unlike a scar on our body that we can see, this indelible, permanent mark on our soul isn’t something visible.  So, to remind us of this baptismal mark of the Cross the Church gives us fonts of holy water by all the doors. And as we enter, we dip our fingers into the water and mark ourselves in the sign of the cross saying, “In the name of the Father, and the Son, and Holy Spirit.” As we pray this simple prayer, we remember our baptism we remember the triumph of the Cross and its direct impact on the life of our soul.  In baptism we die with Christ on Calvary but we also rise with Christ in the Resurrection.  We are made sons and daughters of God.  All sin is forgiven both Original and personal.

Now as another reminder the Church has decreed that above each of her altars there should be a crucifix.  So that whenever we enter a Catholic Church the crucifix will be one of the first things we see.  And it has to be a crucifix, not an empty cross, but a cross being used to crucify to crucify the one man who never sinned, the one man who didn’t deserve to die.  For the first nine centuries of our Church artists rarely depicted the Cross, it was just too brutal.  But on that Brutal Cross we see the divine light. 

St. John in his gospel often refers to Jesus as the light of the world and on the cross this divine light shines fully on all of humanity’s sinful ugliness. On that cross we see betrayal by a friend; we see cruelty, scapegoating, fear, stupidity, anger, mistrust, murder, and corruption.  On that brutal cross we see all of humanity’s sinful ugliness.  The cross revealed and brought to the divine light all human dysfunction.  In the light of the cross all sin is revealed. 

The cross is a sign of judgment on the world, but on the cross we also meet Divine Mercy.  Our Lord is just but also merciful and loving.  Taking all sin upon himself our Lord swallowed it up and rising from the dead conquered it.    The instrument of His death is the cause of our eternal life.  God is able to bring good out of evil, even the greatest good out of the greatest evil. 

St. Andrew of Crete once wrote, “Had there been no cross, Christ could not have been crucified.  Had there been no cross, life itself could not have been nailed to the tree. And if life had not been nailed to it, there would be no streams of immortality pouring from Christ’s side, blood and water for the world’s cleansing.  The legal bond of our sin would not be canceled, we should not have obtained our freedom, we should not have enjoyed the fruit of the tree of life and the gates of paradise would not stand open.  Had there been no cross, death would not have been trodden underfoot, nor hell despoiled.” 

In all the sacraments we receive, the healing grace of the Triumph of the Cross is given to us.  In baptism our souls have been beautifully and eternally marked by the sign of the Cross.  This is not a scar, but a beauty mark that we must never hide. 

Pax et Bonum,

Fr. Christopher J. Ankley

From a discourse by Saint Andrew of Crete

The cross is Christ’s glory and triumph
 
We are celebrating the feast of the cross which drove away darkness and brought in the light. As we keep this feast, we are lifted up with the crucified Christ, leaving behind us earth and sin so that we may gain the things above. So great and outstanding a possession is the cross that he who wins it has won a treasure. Rightly could I call this treasure the fairest of all fair things and the costliest, in fact as well as in name, for on it and through it and for its sake the riches of salvation that had been lost were restored to us.

Had there been no cross, Christ could not have been crucified. Had there been no cross, life itself could not have been nailed to the tree. And if life had not been nailed to it, there would be no streams of immortality pouring from Christ’s side, blood and water for the world’s cleansing. The legal bond of our sin would not be cancelled, we should not have attained our freedom, we should not have enjoyed the fruit of the tree of life and the gates of paradise would not stand open. Had there been no cross, death would not have been trodden underfoot, nor hell despoiled. Therefore, the cross is something wonderfully great and honorable. It is great because through the cross the many noble acts of Christ found their consummation – very many indeed, for both his miracles and his sufferings were fully rewarded with victory. The cross is honorable because it is both the sign of God’s suffering and the trophy of his victory. It stands for his suffering because on it he freely suffered unto death. But it is also his trophy because it was the means by which the devil was wounded and death conquered; the barred gates of hell were smashed, and the cross became the one common salvation of the whole world.

The cross is called Christ’s glory; it is saluted as his triumph. We recognize it as the cup he longed to drink and the climax of the sufferings he endured for our sake. As to the cross being Christ’s glory, listen to his words: Now is the Son of Man glorified, and in him God is glorified, and God will glorify him at once. And again: Father, glorify me with the glory I had with you before the world came to be. And once more: “Father, glorify your name”. Then a voice came from heaven: “I have glorified it and will glorify it again”. Here he speaks of the glory that would accrue to him through the cross. And if you would understand that the cross is Christ’s triumph, hear what he himself also said: When I am lifted up, then I will draw all men to myself.‘ Now you can see that the cross is Christ’s glory and triumph.