A thirteenth-century Eucharistic miracle and a visionary nun have given us the feast of Corpus Christi and four cherished hymns written by St. Thomas Aquinas.
Violence, and then fire – an intriguing parallel between Pentecost and the George Floyd riots. But, unlike the violence and fire of an out-of-control plea for justice, the violence and fire of Pentecost were life-giving and transformative. They brought forth courageous men who went forth to spread the Good News to the ends of the earth. Many of them suffered martyrdom after having given witness to Christ. They were men and women of conviction who stood strong against hostility.
This is much like the time of the Apostles in the Upper Room from Ascension to Pentecost. It’s an inbetween time as we transition from COVID19 lockdowns, shutdowns, and stay home orders into a time of venturing out into the world to resume life after. Jesus promised us that all things work for good for those who love him. This pandemic, too, will work for good.
Our world is suffering in this time of COVID-19, and we can help to abate that suffering and bring Christ to the world, with godly words and gestures.
Jesus rose from the dead. He conquered death and sin and in fact, he has conquered the world. The battle already has been won. No COVID-19 pandemic, no canceling of church services and sacraments, can put our Lord back into the grave and keep him there.
While making your own face mask might bring you peace of mind, there are some things you need to know before you consider yourself fully protected. Additionally, there are some cautions about homemade masks for medical staff. It’s not as simple as some may think.
As we hunker down during the social distancing requirements of COVID-19, a majority of us are faced with open pockets of time that weren’t there before. With the government extending the requirements to April 30, we’re in for a long month ahead. While the extra time and quiet can be a boon to our prayer life, it can also place a burden upon it. Our prayers can become rote and lifeless. The days seem to melt together and without our Sunday-going-to-Mass marker, we can slip into the abyss. At this point, you might find yourself stuck in a prayer rut.