with Fr. David
A soldier who stood on a landmine in Afghanistan may owe his life to a rosary – just as his great-grandfather did in the Second World War. Private Glenn Hockton was saved when his rosary beads fell from his neck onto the floor and alerted him to the fact that he was standing a land mine. Continue reading “Saved By The Rosary”
Back in the fifteenth century, in a tiny village near Nuremberg, lived a family with eighteen children. Eighteen! In order merely to keep food on the table for this family, the father worked almost eighteen hours a day at his trade and any other paying chore he could find in the neighborhood. Despite their seemingly hopeless condition, two of the elder children, Albrecht and Albert, had a dream. Continue reading “The Praying Hands”
In this year of the Father we celebrate the Ordination Anniversary of our Founder. I would like to share an important text with you today – a talk he gave on the Silver Anniversary of his Priestly Ordination as a sign of our celebration today.
The text is adapted from P. Wolf, In Union With the Father
1935 was the year of our founder’s twenty fifth jubilee of ordination. He had always kept a low profile and as a rule avoided being photographed. Apparently, it took many by surprise when he actually permitted his jubilee to be celebrated on a larger scale. He availed himself of this jubilee in order to make the Family aware of the deep interconnectedness they had with him and among themselves in the Movement. He gave his followers a sense of being a family and gratefully acknowledged this interconnectedness. In a lively way he shared how he, on his part, was indebted to them; that, in fact, he could vividly remember who had contributed what to Schoenstatt. In this speech given on his silver jubilee of ordination, he spoke about a mutual, inner contact in which he perceived the fruitfulness of the spiritual community that had grown around him. The founder drew attention to this family interconnectedness for yet another reason; namely, in reference to the impending difficulties expected from the Third Reich (Nazi Germany). It is worthwhile to take note of this mutual connectedness unveiled in this speech. Continue reading “Year of the Father – Ordination Anniversary of Fr. Joseph Kentenich Today”
We have started to add a few stories about our memories of Sr. Marietta – why not add your story in the “REACTION” part of this post – or go to our facebook page and leave a note (Click Here)
One year, in Scotland, all the teen-agers went missing after the evening meal. We began to wonder if they had all sneaked out for the night, then after searching the building they were found.
They had managed to find a downstairs room with a television, the only in the building. There they all were crowded around the set watching ‘Neighbours’ and guess who was there in middle of them…… yes Sr. Marietta totally engrossed in the programme. She said she never missed it at home.
On a ‘day out’ in Munster a group of us were sitting outside a cafe. A complete stranger, a lady, came up to Sister and asked if she was English, (Sister’s reply, of course, was ‘No I’m Irish’.)
The lady spoke English and she asked if we would take her photograph with Sister. She said that Sister had such a beautiful face and a lovely smile and an air of peace and joy about her. She wanted to take the image home with her. Continue reading “A few stories we remember…”
July 10th, 3.30pm
Schoenstatt Shrine and Pastoral Centre – St John Fisher
A mass prepared by families for families.
- Gathering for Mass at 3.30pm we begin to look at our theme.
- A shared meal helps us come together.
- A time of reflection helps us open up in faith
- Activities for children and young adults
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I envy Kevin. My brother, Kevin, thinks God lives under his bed. At least that’s what I heard him say one night. He was praying out loud in his dark bedroom, and I stopped to listen, ‘Are you there, God?’ he said. ‘Where are you? Oh, I see. Under the bed…’ I giggled softly and tiptoed off to my own room. Kevin’s unique perspectives are often a source of amusement. But that night something else lingered long after the humour. I realized for the first time the very different world Kevin lives in. Continue reading “God Lives Under The Bed”