A young, newly-ordained priest was walking with an older, more seasoned parish priest in the garden one day and feeling a bit insecure about what God had for him to do, he was inquiring of the older man. The parish priest walked up to a rosebush and handed the young priest a rosebud and told him to open it without tearing off any petals. He looked in disbelief at the older priest and was trying to figure out what a rosebud could possibly have to do with his wanting to know God’s will for his life and for his ministry. Because of his high respect for the older priest, he proceeded to try to unfold the rose, while keeping every petal intact… It wasn’t long before he realized that it was impossible to do so. Noticing the young priest’s inability to unfold the rosebud while keeping it intact, the older priest began to tell him the following poem… Continue reading “Open The Rose”
Today we had the first of the Parish Shrine Days. 34 Visitors came from St Kentigern’s Fallowfield and St Edward’s Rushholm Parish to spend the day at the Shrine. They were welcomed by the St. John Fisher’s team of ladies who looked after the pilgrims. The day was very successful and both young and old enjoyed there stay and hope to come again. If you would like to read the report on the day then download this news report. The group were happy to get to know the Shrine. Nine teenagers took part and they had their own programme in the newly renovated Cottage. Some of the young people had been there with their school for an Amigo Day or for one of the programmes for High Schools. They had time in the Shrine and time to enjoy one another’s company. Fr. Bryan gave a talk on the meaning of the Shrine – a holy place where we can live in God’s presence and search to do his will. The group found out a lot about Schoenstatt and enjoyed being looked after by our team from St John Fisher’s. They hoped to come again and we look forward to welcoming them.
As many of you know I spent some time in India. During his stay I became very involved in a project of our community there – The Sunrise Children’s Village – an orphanage (with a difference) set up by the Schoenstatt Fathers after the Tsunami hit India a few years ago,
This month – on the 29th April – my brother-in-law, Brian Macrae is running the Greater Manchester Marathon to raise money for the Children’s Village. Sponsor form’s are available to download here – or get in touch and I will send you one…
We will be following the race live – Bryan’s race number is 6373 – and you can keep up with us on our Facebook page – Schoenstatt Family England
Please make a donation if you can – or even better – get a form and ask your neighbours, colleagues and friends to help out.
Many thanks for your support for all our projects.
If you have any questions contact me:
Tel: 07958 780649
To download the sponsorship form – Click Here
For more info on the Children village download the following file… Click Here
He sits by himself at a table for two. The uniformed waiter returns to his side and asks, “Would you like to go ahead and order, sir?” The man has, after all, been waiting since seven o’clock–almost half an hour. “No, thank you,” the man smiles. “I’ll wait for her a while longer. How about some more coffee?” “Certainly, sir.” The man sits, his clear blue eyes gazing straight through the flowered centrepiece. He fingers his napkin, allowing the sounds of light chatter, tinkling silverware, and mellow music to fill his mind. He is dressed in sport coat and tie. His dark brown hair is neatly combed, but one stray lock insists on dropping to his forehead. He is dressed up enough to make a companion feel important, respected, loved. Yet he is not so formal as to make one uncomfortable. It seems that he has taken every precaution to make others feel at ease with him. Still, he sits alone. The waiter returns to fill the man’s coffee cup. “Is there anything else I can get for you, sir?” “No, thank you.” The waiter remains standing at the table. Something tugs at his curiosity. “I don’t mean to pry, but…” His voice trails off. This line of conversation could jeopardize his tip. “Go ahead,” the man encourages. His is strong, yet sensitive, inviting conversation. Continue reading “A Table For Two”
Welcome to our Pilgrim Mother Rally starting at 1.30pm on Sunday 6th May 2012 at the Schoenstatt Centre, St Jon Fisher’s Kearsley. Please find the letter of Fr. David inviting you below:
Wow! A nice long title but a noble one, don’t you think!
Some of you may have read either in the April edition of the MTA magazine or on the Internet Website of Schoenstatt www.schoenstatt.org.uk of the visit to us in England of a large replica of the Pilgrim Mother. The very original large Pilgrim Mother started out with John (João) Pozzobon of Brazil in the early 1950s and is still in that country.
The large replica Pilgrim Mother coming to us will be with us for the months of May and June before being returned to Schoenstatt in Germany. While it is here in England it is to be kept in safekeeping in our Shrine here in Kearsley, Bolton. Continue reading “Pilgrim Mother Rally”
At the beginning of our Covenant Mass in April Father David blessed the foundations of the future Mosaic Prayer Garden. Since September last year a group centred around Paul McEvoy have worked to put in pathways and the foundation for the Mosaic Prayer Garden. This Mosaic, designed by Paul Cooper, portrays the Prayers of the Office written by Fr. Kentenich while he was a prisoner in Dachau. His response to this most difficult situation was to believe in God’s care. Let us pray together:
There you implored the Spirit for the Church who freed her from the scourge of half-heartedness, guided her to the teaching of Christ and enkindled in her the spirit of the apostles and the martyrs.
That is how you want to work in our shrine: strengthening our weak eyes of faith so that we might see life as God sees it and always walk by heaven’s light.
In this light of faith let me see how the Father’s love wished to accompany me today. Let loyalty to our mission be my thanksgiving for the boundless gifts he has showered on me in love.
Glory be joyfully given to the Father through Christ with Mary, highly praised, in the Holy Spirit full of splendor from the universe now and in all eternity. Amen.
Once upon a time, Satan was having a car boot sale. There, standing in little groups were all of his bright, shiny trinkets. Here were tools that make it easy to tear others down for use as stepping stones. And over there were some lenses for magnifying ones own importance, which, if you looked through them the other way, you could also use to belittle others, or even one’s self. Against the wall was the usual assortment of gardening implements guaranteed to help your pride grow by leaps and bounds: the rake of scorn, the shovel of jealousy for digging a pit for your neighbour, the tools of gossip and backbiting, of selfishness and apathy. All of these were pleasing to the eye and came complete with fabulous promises and guarantees of prosperity. Prices, of course, were steep; but not to worry! Free credit was extended to one and all. “Take it home, use it, and you won’t have to pay until later!” old Satan cried, as he hawked his wares. Business was brisk. One visitor, as he browsed, noticed two well worn, and very plain tools standing in one corner – practically unnoticed. Not being nearly as tempting as the other items, he found it curious that these two tools had price tags higher than any other. When he asked why, Satan just laughed and said, “Well, that’s because I use them so much. If they weren’t so plain looking, people might see them for what they were.” Satan pointed to the two tools, saying, “You see, that one’s Doubt and that one’s Discouragement — and those will work when nothing else will – believe me!”