9/15/26

NIGHT PRAYER: Tuesday 9/15

 
I know that many mothers (and fathers) who read my page carry sorrow and sadness in their hearts out of love for their children - I hope and pray they find some solace and comfort in this prayer... 
 
September 15 is the feast of Our Lady of Sorrows. When Mary and Joseph presented the infant Jesus in the temple, an old man, Simeon, told Mary:  Behold, this child is destined for the fall and rise of many in Israel, and to be a sign that will be contradicted and you yourself a sword will pierce so that the thoughts of many hearts may be revealed.  Tradition holds that seven sorrows pierced Mary's heart in the course of her life with her Son: 1) Simeon's prophecy in the temple (Luke 2:34).   2) the Holy Family's flight into Egypt (Matthew 2:13).   3) Joseph and Mary losing the young Jesus for three days  (Luke 2:43).   4) Mary meeting Jesus as he carried his Cross (Luke 23:26).   5) Mary standing at the foot of the Cross (John 19:25).   6) Jesus being taken down from the cross and placed in Mary's arms (Matthew 27:58).   7: the burial of Jesus in the tomb (John 19:4).

    Sorrowful Mother
 




 

 

 

 

 

 Does any heart know sorrow, Lord,   
    more deeply and more keenly,
than a mother's heart aching
   with sorrow for her child?

What they say is true, Lord:
   to give birth is to forever have your heart
      walk around outside your body...    

Just after the joy of your birth, Lord,
   your mother learned, was told,
that her pure heart would be pierced
   by sorrow's bitter arrow... 
 
All mothers, Lord, anticipate 
   what sadness might be theirs
when their child is in pain, 
   in trouble or distress,
     lost, or in harm's way...
 
So tonight we pray for mothers,
   whose souls are pierced with sorrow
for that part of their heart,
   long absent from their womb...

With your Mother right beside you, 
   come with comfort, Lord, and healing;
come with blessing 
   strength and grace; 
come and ease the hearts of mothers 
   heavy burdened in their sorrow;
anoint them with your mercy
   and heal them with your peace... 
   
Mother of Jesus, Lady of sorrows,
   'neath your mantle of compassion
hold these mothers in your arms,
   deep within your heart,
'til they come to know again 
   the promise of the healing joy
your Son has pledged and promised
   to all who walk in faith... 

Protect us, Lord, while we're awake
    and watch over us while we sleep
that awake, we might keep watch with you
    and asleep rest in your peace...

Amen. 
 
In tonight's song, the composer names Mary's seven sorrows as known in tradition - and adds an extra one (the third)...
 
Mother of Sorrows by Greg Mailloux

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Mother of sorrows, you know our tears;
Comfort us in our need.
Mother of Hope, pray for us,
Now and at the hour of our death.
 
1.Your Son's life was in danger as a new born babe.
But you fled to Egypt. His life was saved.
 
2. Lost in the temple, your Son was hid.
You searched for three days until he was revealed.
 
3. Your spouse Joseph, chosen of God, was chaste, loyal, and true.
His death brought tears and loss to you.
 
4. Your Son was the innocent and spotless Lamb
Guilty and condemned to death at Pilate's hand.
 
5. Via Dolorosa, the sorrowful and saddest way,
Is where you met your Son on that mournful day.
 
6. The pounding of the nails into your Son's feet and hands
Was the sword of sorrow that you'd never planned.
 
7. Jesus died upon the cross as you mourned.
His life of love, by them was scorned.
 
8. His lifeless body was placed in the stone-cold tomb
She laid him there, the child of her womb.

  

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Pause for Prayer: TUESDAY 9/15


This morning's prayer is more personal than what I usually write, but it's really intended for all of us who are getting older - and of course, that's all of us!
 
Through all my life, Lord, I've always been younger than the pope - until now! Just yesterday Leo turned 71 - while I'm in my 80th year...  
 
I'm older than the pope himself! 
 
In so many times and places now when I look around and survey the crowd: I'm the eldest in the conversation, at the table or in the room... 
 
And I wonder, Lord: do I seem as old to them as they seem young to me? 

Now, none of this comes as a gripe or complaint: I'm grateful and pleased to be 79 especially when I consider - as I do with increasing frequency - the impending and only alternative...
 
But because of all I've loved and learned and lived - I look forward, Lord: to all the beauty my eyes have not yet seen..  and all the music my ears have not yet heard...  and all the wonders, blessings, glory and joy  - more than mind and heart might imagine - that you have readied for me as one who has tried, wanted and desired to know you and love you and serve you - even if only in my own halting, stumbling, bumbling, too often weak and unfaithful ways... 
 
You see, Lord, it's just that I didn't expect this time to come, well... so quickly...
 so unexpectedly... so suddenly... so involuntarily... so frankly... so appreciably...  so plainly... so unavoidably... so perceptibly...  so physically... so publicly... so candidly...  so mentally... so personally... so openly... so spiritually... so actually... so naturally... so bluntly... so really... so undeniably and beautifully...
 
But the time has come, Lord, this time when more and more - it's you and me... when day by day and night by night - it's you and me... when with deeper faith and increasing trust I know - it's you and me... when with growing clarity and greater comfort I understand - it's you and me... when I've come to see, and I pray to accept, and I do believe that in the end, as in the beginning and as it always shall be: Lord, it's you and me... 
 
And that, Lord, brings me peace... 
 
So, this is a day that you've made, Lord - a day filled with promise, mercy and grace in the 80th year of my life. I pray for many more years of days to spend with you and with those I love: years of days before the day when you call me home to rest in your heart, where days are no longer counted, time no longer measured and it's always you and me, Lord... always you and me...

Amen.

  

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9/14/26

Night Prayer: MONDAY 9/14

 
On the Church calendar, today is the feast of the Exaltation of the Holy Cross.   Tonight's prayer is a "prayer in action."  It's an elaboration of a beautiful moment in the rites of initiation when those preparing for baptism are signed with the mark of the Cross on different parts of their bodies.  As you pray these words tonight use your thumb to trace the sign of the cross (+) on the different parts of your own body. Actually doing this will make a significant difference in your prayer!  If you are praying with another person or persons, you might sign each other.
 

Receive the sign of the Cross 

    + on your forehead…

It is Jesus himself who strengthens you

    with this sign of his love.

Learn to know him more deeply

    and to follow him more faithfully.

 

- Receive the sign of the Cross  

    + on your eyes…

Day by day,

    may you see the glory of God

      all around you.

May you see the face of Jesus

    in everyone you know and meet.

 

- Receive the sign of the Cross  

    + on your ears…

Listen for the Lord's voice

    in the whisper of the Holy Spirit,

    in the scriptures, in your prayer,

    and in the words those

      who speak to you…

 

- Receive the sign of the Cross 

     + on your lips…

May you respond to God’s grace

    in the words you pray,

may you speak the name of Jesus

     with love and reverence,

may all your speech

   be charitable and true,

may no harsh or unkind words

   pass your lips

and may you always speak the truth.

 

- Receive the sign of the Cross  

    + on your shoulders…

May you take up the cross

   that is yours in this life

     and bear it with grace and patience;

may you always remember and trust

    that Jesus who carried his own cross, 

       will always help you carry yours.

 

- Receive the sign of the Cross  

    + on your over your heart…

 When you rise each morning

     and before you go to bed each night,

 invite the Lord to dwell

      ever more deeply within you.

 Welcome Jesus into your heart of hearts

     to make his home in your soul.

 

- Receive the sign of the Cross  

    + on your hands…

 May Christ be known in all you do.

 May you never lift your hand

     to harm or threaten anyone.

 May your hands be always ready

     to lift up, support

        and carry your neighbor.

 

 - Receive the sign of the Cross  

    + on your feet…

Walk in the footsteps of Jesus today.

May your steps always lead you

   closer to Christ.

May you never stray

   from the path of Jesus

     and his Word, his truth and his grace.

 

We make our prayer as we always do:

   In the name of the Father

      and of the Son

         and of the Holy Spirit.     

   Amen.

 

The Cross Has the Final Word 
 
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The cross has the final word
The cross has the final word
Sorrow may come in the darkest night
But the cross has the final word
 
There's nothing stronger
Nothing higher
Nothing greater than the name of Jesus
All the honor   All the power
All the glory to the name of Jesus
 
The cross has the final word
The cross has the final word
Evil may put up it's strongest fight
But the cross has the final word
 
There's nothing stronger
Nothing higher
Nothing greater than the name of Jesus
All the honor   All the power
All the glory to the name of Jesus
 
The cross has the final word
The cross has the final word
The savior has come with the morning light
The cross has the final word
Oh...  Oh... All glory and honor is yours
Oh...  Oh...All glory and honor is yours
Is yours
 
The cross has the final word
The cross has the final word
He traded death for eternal life
The cross has the final word

The cross has the final word
The cross has the final word
The savior has come with the morning light 

 

  

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9/13/26

Monday Morning Offering: /14

Morning Coffee by George Mendoza

Good morning, good God!
 
I'm back from my summer sojourn, Lord, 
first to the mountains and then to the sea,
and I noticed upon my return
that already you've begun
to put your brush to your palette,
giving us all a preview of your color scheme
for this fall's leafy fashion show...
 
Summer's barely gone
but autumn hastens now 
to follow her on stage
in a riot of colors:
bright, muted, glowing, speckled,  
purpled, brushed and burnished
by the artistry, the eye divine,
the glory of your grace...
 
Seasons change
and seasons change 
and season come and go
and season come again
and seasons change
and something in me longs
to stall the seasons changing:
to stay the summer's end
and hold back the dying 
bound to come each time this year
when the sunlight plays 
its game of hide and seek...
 
But this is fall's time, Lord:
when a nip in the air quickens my step and pace;
when barren branches scratch their prayers 
across a harvest moon;
when autumn's rare, spare beauty      
whispers psalms of praise 
within my heart...
 
Inside and out, Lord,
my soul and body stand between the seasons:
no change in nature’s phases fails 
to change in turn 
the seasons of my heart… 
 
The rhythms of creation, 
of suns and planets, moons and tides 
all echo in my heart and my soul knows 
how all that lives must die
and how all that dies will rise again 
when comes that last and longed-for spring 
that has no end,
that will not change
but will remain 
when I forever live in you
as you, Lord,
live now in me... 
 
Without grieving an hour's sunlight
or the joy of a warm day's kiss,
while holding close the memories
of rolling seas and mountain heights,
walk me into fall, Lord,
with autumn's leafy glory dropping down, 
gently - a russet carpet - a path for me 
to walk from summer into fall,
from season into season,
from change to change
until all things, all times, all life
converges to be one in you
my ever changeless 
ever loving,
ever living God...
 
Help me let go, Lord, 
what I hold too tightly,
what cannot last the whole year through
and let my empty arms embrace 
and trust 
that even in the changes,
in the falling, 
in the dying, 
- you are with me -
present and abiding in the seasons 
all the seasons
of my life...
 
Receive my prayer today, Lord,   
an offering of the seasons
that turn and change 
and age me:
these seasons of your mercy,
these seasons of your grace
these seasons marking all the years
I live and grow in you...
   
Amen.

  

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9/12/26

$5,000 for your vote: a theological perspective

 
Among the many online sites I visit daily, one of the most valuable is Arthur Holquin's substack: Liturgy and Life  Here you'll find wise commentary on the juncture of worship, belief and daily life - in equal parts probing and sobering. 
 
No surprise, then, that Msgr. Holquin has weighed in sagely on Trump's offer of checks in the amount of $5,000 made out to those who vote Republican in the upcoming midterm elections. 
 
Take a few minutes and follow the link in the previous paragraph.  I guarantee you'll be glad you did.
 

  

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