Cause of Our Joy

By Peter Darcy | On Apr 5, 2016 | No Comments

By Fr. Benedict Groeschel, CFR Shout for joy, daughter Zion! Sing joyfully, Israel!  Be glad and exult with all your heart, daughter Jerusalem! The Lord has removed the judgment against you; he has turned away your enemies. The King of Israel, the Lord, is in your midst, you have no further misfortune to fear. (Zeph 3:14-15) What a beautiful title this is! I…

In: Our Lady

Grandmother Love

By Peter Darcy | On Apr 3, 2016 | No Comments

Describing 86-year-old Edie Fischer, who ran a secret organization of people who fought against the forces of Satanic evil: She had one of those faces—fine-boned and symmetrical—that not only weathered the years well but also pushed the GRANDMOTHER LOVE button deep in your psyche, so that you took seriously whatever she said and felt it to be wise. Her soft…

In: Good-Evil

Jesus, Light of Confessors

By Peter Darcy | On Apr 2, 2016 | No Comments

By Fr. Benedict Groeschel, CFR We are the soldiers of peace, we are the army of the peacemakers, fighting for God and peace, Deo et paci militantibus. Persuasion, good example, loyalty to God are the only arms worthy of the children of the Gospel. (Sermon of St. Bernard of Clairvaux (1090-1153) preaching in defense of the Jews.) Now without a…

Humility in the Face of Mystery

By Peter Darcy | On Apr 2, 2016 | No Comments

Maybe it’s our free will misdirected or just a shameful pride, but we live our lives with the conviction that we stand at the center of the drama. Moments rarely come that put us outside ourselves, that divorce us from our egos and force us to see the larger picture, to recognize that the drama is in fact a tapestry…

In: Truth

The Priest and the Sinner in Extremis

By Peter Darcy | On Apr 2, 2016 | No Comments

By Peter Darcy In the 1920s automobiles were a relatively new and expensive technology but my grandfather owned one because he was a mechanic. That made him the “go-to” guy for his parish priest who didn’t own one. From time to time his pastor, a Belgian priest named Fr. Seion, would call my grandfather late at night to take him…

In: Angels