Saturday 24 December 2022

Christmas warmth

I have loads of pictures on my computer of all sorts. Not surprisingly, the "religion" folder is pretty big, then you select "Christ", then "Nativity". There you find about 10 different images, and I've chosen this one for Christmas 2022. I've forgotten who painted it, undoubtedly Italian, 15th century, maybe Giovanni di Paolo. 

So often the colours of Nativities are a bit cold, maybe with snow etc.   I like the warmth of the colours this painting gives, spreading a Christmas glow. So may you feel the warmth of our Saviour's love fill you this Christmas!

 



Saturday 17 December 2022

Christ the King webcam live!

Today we move on a step in our communications, as the live webcam at Christ the King church is now on stream.  We have had 24/7 live streaming from St Brigid's since early on in the pandemic, and now it's joined by Christ the King. 

It took Fr Andy and me a while to get used to being on camera all the time in St Brigid's, but after a while you get used to it.  A few parishioners like readers said the same, but I'm sure it will all go well at our first streamed Mass, which is this evening at 6pm.  Sunday Mass from St Brigid's can also be viewed a few hours later via Youtube, search "3 Churches Cardiff".

As with St Brigid's, you can access the streaming at any time either via our 3 Churches website 3churches.org or drectly from here by clicking/pressing on the button to the right >>>>>

 


 

Saturday 5 November 2022

Separation (2)

Separation isn't only at death.  We have to handle all sorts of separation in life too, don't we, and I suppose those that happen in relationships, friendships, love, are the hardest. We all have to work hard sometimes to keep relationships going, to stop them growing stale, but, of course, there are times when they have just run their course. When it's at its worst, I catch a glimpse on occasion of the suffering that can follow in my work with people from broken marriages

There are many poems and songs about such events in life, but not many capture the raw emotion that can be involved as openly as Irish singer Sinead O'Connor's song and video from 1990 "Nothing Compares To You".  The song was written by American Prince, but her version became better known than the original. The video must be one of the most dramatic and best-known ever produced for a song. Sinead O'Connor went on to have a complicated life but continues to produce music.  But I don't think she ever matched this classic outpouring. Watch out for the real tears in the last chorus.

 

It's been seven hours and 15 daysSince you took your love awayI go out every night and sleep all daySince you took your love awaySince you been gone, I can do whatever I wantI can see whomever I choose
I can eat my dinner in a fancy restaurantBut nothing I said nothing can take away these blues'Cause nothing compares,  nothing compares to you
 
It's been so lonely without you hereLike a bird without a songNothing can stop these lonely tears from fallingTell me baby, where did I go wrong?I could put my arms around every boy I seeBut they'd only remind me of you
I went to the doctor, guess what he told meGuess what he told meHe said, "Girl you better try to have fun, no matter what you do"But he's a fool
'Cause nothing compares, nothing compares to you
 
All the flowers that you planted mamaIn the back yardAll died when you went awayI know that living with you baby was sometimes hardBut I'm willing to give it another try
Nothing compares,   nothing compares to you...

Wednesday 2 November 2022

Separation (1)

  

Here is a poem/reflection by priest-poet John O'Donoghue that I used in Mass for All  Souls today. The sculpture is the late "Pieta" by Michelangelo in Florence.

When you lose someone you love,
Your life becomes strange,
The ground beneath you gets fragile,
Your thoughts make your eyes unsure;
And some dead echo drags your voice down
Where words have no confidence.
Your heart has grown heavy with loss;
And though this loss has wounded others too,
No one knows what has been taken from you
When the silence of absence deepens.
Flickers of guilt kindle regret
For all that was left unsaid or undone.

There are days when you wake up happy;
Again inside the fullness of life,
Until the moment breaks
And you are thrown back
Onto the black tide of loss.

Days when you have your heart back,
You are able to function well
Until in the middle of work or encounter,
Suddenly with no warning,
You are ambushed by grief.

It becomes hard to trust yourself.
All you can depend on now is that
Sorrow will remain faithful to itself.
More than you, it knows its way
And will find the right time
To pull and pull the rope of grief
Until that coiled hill of tears
Has reduced to its last drop.

Gradually, you will learn acquaintance
With the invisible form of your departed;
And, when the work of grief is done,
The wound of loss will heal
And you will have learned
To wean your eyes
From that gap in the air
And be able to enter the hearth
In your soul where your loved one
Has awaited your return
All the time.


“For Grief” by John O’Donohue, from To Bless the Space Between Us: A Book of Blessings (Doubleday, 2008)

Saturday 8 October 2022

Ritual, Royalty - and Rosary : the procession to Westminster Abbey

I wanted to put on here something to do with the funeral of Queen Elizabeth, watched by millions across the world.   I've chosen the procession from Westminster Hall, where her body had lain in state, to Westminster Abbey where the Funeral Service then followed. The sequence lasts some 16 minutes, with no commentary, and my choice might seem surprising. It consists mainly of military marching, and is highly ritualised, the bagpipe and drums music accompanying the rhythm of the young ratings, the royal family and others as they make the short journey. Yet this ritual holds me each time I have watched it, interspersed as it is with simple but moving moments such as the sailors bowing their heads when they arrive at the Abbey. 

As Catholics we are very familiar with ritual, especially that of the Mass itself. Very often it can "carry" a lot, say so much with its few actions and words.  I have noticed this is particularly true at funerals, when the very thing that Catholics fear might put off non-Catholic visitors actually can speak to, enable and help each and every mourner to feel whatever they are feeling and enter into the occasion.  I remember celebrating the funerals of my parents, where I think I was only able to do so because saying Mass is what I do every day.  I was "carried" by the ritual. The funeral of the Queen "carried" if we wanted it to, maybe our own bereavements too, and the passing not only of our monarch, but also of an era - stretching back through such a long life to the Empire, the two World Wars, and who knows whatever else the Britsih carry in our collective memory.

Perhaps this helps us to understand other ritual type prayers and practices, such as the Rosary.  The repetition of Hail Marys puts off many people. But I believe that it is this very aspect of the Rosary that enables it to carry whatever is going on in our mind, heart or life at that moment.  Each morning nowadays I experience a period of stiffness and/or pain as my lower limbs "wake up". As part of this process I pray five decades sitting on my bed, and try to put into the ritual and repetition the day ahead and whatever else is going on - stuff good and not so good - and the pain of the moment. The very ritual at the very least helps the process, and perhaps even helps to make sense of things that are too deep or painful to put into words -  just like the marching of those sailors for a quarter of an hour at Westminster.

Sunday 11 September 2022

When God Ran

A while ago I shared a video of a song based on today's Gospel - the Prodigal Son.    Here is another one, entitled "When God Ran".  This one I also heard in my Canada phase back in the 80s.   Enjoy.

Saturday 27 August 2022

We have come to Mount Zion

Here is a song to accompany my theme this Sunday. It's called "Singing Hallelujah" and is bsed on the second reading from today's Mass. I love the uplifting and inspiring visonary quality of this reading.

I came across the song in my Canada period 1986-8.  St Mary's parish where I assisted in Ottawa used some of the music of Jim Cowan in the liturgy and this is one of his. He was music diector at the Franciscan University at Steubenville Ohio for more than twenty years. I visited there for an amazing priests' retreat in 1987. Here it is sung by a choir in the Philippines.

We have come to Mount Zion...

Sunday 21 August 2022

Kings Return do "Bridge Over Troubled Water"

Just released today, this is a coming together of two of my favourites.  American four man a cappella group King's Return sing Simon and Garfunkel's "Bridge Over Troubled Water".   Enjoy.

 

Wednesday 25 May 2022

"The Making of a Catholic Priest"

Fr Stephen Gadberry from Arkansas tells his story.  It's quite a long video, just under an hour, with a high-powered opening section, but filled all through with wisdom and inspiration.

Tuesday 10 May 2022

Archbishop-elect Mark O'Toole.... 8 years ago

This was an interview when he became Bishop of Plymouth...

Saturday 16 April 2022

A prayer for Holy Saturday

For Holy Saturday, here is the new video, published in the last 24 hours, by the King's Return, one of my favourite choirs, just four Americans singing a cappella and in rich harmonies.  Here the Lord's Prayer carries us through to the great feast of Easter.

 

Friday 15 April 2022

From Thursday to Saturday

 Some pictures to accompany these days...







Sunday 3 April 2022

John Rutter's "Prayer for Ukraine"

This is the contribution of famous British composer John Rutter, recently written at short notice.   The words are "Good Lord protect Ukraine. Give us strength, faith, hope, our Father." 

He is now 76 years old and is best known for his choral compositions, mostly of a religious nature.

 

Sunday 27 March 2022

We are still here!

The crowd belt out "Yma o Hyd" before Wales' victory over Austria in football on Friday. They're led by Welsh writer Dafydd Iwan who wrote the song in the 1980s. The chorus means "We are still here, despite everyone and everything" and the verses trace Wales' history back to Macsen Wledig or Magnus Maximus in Latin, from the time the Romans left Britain in the late fourth century and Wales started to have its own identity as it were, which it has never lost.  The song has been taking on the status of almost a second national anthem in recent years. You can see why, as the crowd give it everything.  Stirring and inspiring. 

 

Saturday 26 March 2022

Prodigal Son

This Sunday's Gospel in song...