Monthly Archives: March 2012


“Our liberal culture knows only individuals, “human beings” eager to enjoy life at the level of their fortune and good health.
Individuals being “pots of earth among other pots of earth”, struggle to affirm their own identity. They dream of being totally independent. This psalm below on the contrary emphasizes the dignity of the human person which awakens at the call of God and develops under his watchful eye.
The text of verses 5-7 (‘When I observe the heavens’… to …’over the works of your hands’) would be betrayed by inclusive language because the expressions “the mortal” and the “son of man” are at the same time individuals and humankind.
Speaking of humans, the Bible sees them both as persons and as one body: Adam, Man, or Humankind. The head of this unique body is Christ, he who is to be the keystone of all creation…
No one can build himself if he has not yet sought his mission in the world. He is nothing without his brothers and sisters who struggle or vegetate in the ant-hills of the entire world.

The universe reveals the glory and the beauty of God.
In becoming one of us, the Son of God has put humans above all material creation and emphasized the fundamental equality of all humans.”


O Lord, our Lord,
how great is your name throughout the earth!
And your glory in the heavens above.
Even the mouths of children and infants
exalt your glory in front of your foes
and put to shame enemies and rebels.

When I observe the heavens,
the work of your hands,
the moon and the stars you set in their place –
what is the mortal that you be mindful of him,
the son of man, that you should care for him?

Yet you made him a little lower than the angels;
you have crowned him with glory and honour.
You made him rule over the works of your hands;
you have put all things under his feet –
sheep and oxen without number
and even the beasts of the field,
the birds of the air, the fish of the sea,
and all that swim the paths of the ocean.

O Lord, our Lord,
how great is your name all over the earth!



O God,
You have given us Mary as our Mother
and, through the Order of Carmel,
we learn to call her sister.
May we imitate her goodness and faith
and be ever joyful in the wonderful things
You have done for us.
May Mary watch over and protect us
on our pilgrim way to Your holy mountain,
Christ the Lord.
We make our prayer through the same
Christ Our Lord.

(Make your special request now.)

Our Father…, Hail Mary…, Glory be…

– Prayer by the Carmelite Friars



1. Blest are you, Lord, God of all creation,
thanks to your goodness this bread we offer:
fruit of the earth, work of our hands,
it will become the bread of life.

Blessed be God! Blessed be God!
Blessed be God forever! Amen!
Blessed be God! Blessed be God!
Blessed be God forever! Amen!

2. Blest are you, Lord, God of all creation,
thanks to your goodness this wine we offer:
fruit of the earth, work of our hands,
it will become the cup of life.

Blessed be God! Blessed be God!
Blessed be God forever! Amen!
Blessed be God! Blessed be God!
Blessed be God forever! Amen!




“And when He got into the boat, His disciples followed Him. A windstorm arose on the sea.” (Mt 8:23-24)

And now, my Lord, reveal to my heart where and how to seek You, where and how to find You.
If, Lord, You are not here, where shall I look for You?
– St Anselm

Dear St Brendan, Patron of Sailors, you made many journeys to evangelize. Help me to go wherever I’m needed to spread the word of God.



Two suggested prayers to use at 3 o’clock in the afternoon (the hour of great mercy):

“You expired, Jesus, but the source of life gushed forth for souls and the ocean of mercy opened up for the whole world. O Fount of Life, unfathomable Divine Mercy, envelop the whole world and empty Yourself out upon us.”

“O Blood and Water, which gushed forth from the Heart of Jesus as a fount of mercy for us, I trust in You.”

During a vision of the Divine Mercy devotion, Our Lord said to Sr Faustina: “At three o’clock implore My mercy especially for sinners; and, if only for a brief moment, immerse yourself in My Passion, particularly in My abandonment at the moment of agony. This is the hour of great mercy for the whole world… In this kour I will refuse nothing to the soul that makes a request of Me in virtue of My Passion.”

Later, He added: “…As often as you hear the clock strike the third hour, immerse yourself completely in My mercy, adoring and glorifying it; invoke its omnipotence for the whole world, and particularly for poor sinners; for at that moment mercy was opened wide for every soul. In this hour you can obtain everything for yourself and for others for the asking; it was the hour of grace for the whole world – mercy triumphed over justice.”

Our Lord requested of Sr Faustina the making of the Stations of the Cross in this hour, if possible. If not, He asked that she step into the chapel for a moment and adore His Heart full of mercy in the Blessed Sacrament. He continued: “Should you be unable to step into the chapel, immerse yourself in prayer there where you happen to be, if only for a very brief instant.”


“When you go to Confession, know this, that I Myself am waiting for you in the confessional; I am only hidden by the priest, but I Myself act in the soul. Here the misery of the soul meets the God of Mercy. Tell souls that from this fount of mercy souls draw graces solely with the vessel of trust. If their trust is great there is no limit to My generosity.”

“No soul will be justified unless it turns with confidence to My mercy… Let the greatest sinners place their trust in My mercy. They have the right before others to confidence in the abyss of My mercy… Graces are drawn from the fount of My mercy with one vessel only, and that is trust. The more a soul trusts, the more it will receive… I make Myself dependent upon your trust; if your trust will be great, then My generosity will know no limits… Sins of distrust wound Me most painfully.”

“Souls who spread the honour of My mercy I shield through their entire life as a tender mother her infant, and at the hour of death I will not be a Judge for them, but the Merciful Saviour.”
(Our Lord to St Faustina)



This is my body, broken for you,
bringing you wholeness, making you free,
take it and eat it, and when you do,
do it in love for me.

This is my blood poured out for you,
bringing forgiveness, making you free.
Take it and drink it, and when you do,
do it in love for me.

Back to my Father soon shall I go.
Do not forget me; then you will see
I am still with you, and you will know
you’re very close to me.

Filled with my Spirit, how you will grow!
You are my branches; I am the tree.
If you are faithful, others will know
you are alive in me.

Love one another – I have loved you,
and I have shown you how to be free;
serve one another, and when you do,
do it in love for me.



The priest Dolindo Ruotolo was born in Naples, Italy, on 6 October 1882 and died there on 19 November 1970 in the odour of sanctity.

His life was a drama of love for God and of suffering lived entirely in the shadow of the cross.

He was a miracle of apostolic works which consumed his strength in charity up to his last day on earth.

The spirit of penance and profound humility rendered his soul transparent to the point of concentrating all of the light of the Lord, which was shed on souls like the sun through a clear crystal…

He wrote a commentary on the entire Old and New Testament, 33 volumes constituting a massive and solid structure, requested by priests and laity from every part of the world. He wrote pages and pages of ascetic and mystical theology.

They called him a genius; he felt himself to be a “nothing” in the hands of God. Others didn’t understand him; he responded by loving them, as only the saints know how to love.

His complete love for God and Our Lady, his fidelity to the Church, which he lived as martyrdom, were distilled in an immense love for souls for whom his prayers and sacrifices knew no limits. Even in the last years of his life (paralysis brought him to physical disintegration in ten years), even to his last days he never denied his spiritual help to souls.

How many times he was already in bed, exhausted by illnesses and overcome by weariness…but if someone knocked at his door in the late evening to seek his help, he never allowed him to be send away, but received him in any case! How many times had he just seated himself at his poor family table to eat his meagre and penitential fare and they knocked at the door to speak with him. Immediately he rose from the table; there was a soul who was asking for help and one couldn’t let him wait.

The poor meal was skipped…

“Fear God and trust him with firm confidence.” (Don Dolindo Ruotolo)




A native of the Brittany region of northwestern France, Guy had already consumed the years of his youth in frivolity and self-gratification when he experienced a profound conversion.

Filled with remorse for his past, he journeyed to the Praemonstratensian monastery of Premontre, where he received spiritual direction from its founder, Saint Norbert. After being ordained a priest by Norbert, Guy withdrew into the forest of Artois to live as a hermit, making a home for himself at the foot of an old tree.

While undertaking a life of solitude, poverty, and restored innocence, Guy exercised his priestly zeal to save souls by preaching.

Ultimately he decided to found a new monastic community, Vicogne, in the diocese of Arras. The monks of Vicogne were to be known for their humility, charity, obedience, silence, patience, and constancy in prayer. In addition to founding two other monasteries and a hospital for the poor, Guy completed two pilgrimages to the Holy Land. It was while setting out to make the third pilgrimage that he fell ill and died in 1147.

“Like the deer that yearns
for running streams,
so my soul is yearning
for you, my God.”




“To all of you who are God’s beloved in Rome: grace to you and peace from God our Father and the Lord Jesus Christ.” (Rom 1:7)

Any teaching that is not supported by grace may enter our ears, but it never reaches the heart.
When God’s grace does touch our innermost minds, then His word can move deep into our heart.
– St Isidore

Dear St Isidore, your care for the poor reflected God’s grace. Help me to welcome all opportunities to accept grace.



This is our God, the Servant King,
he calls us now to follow Him,
to bring our lives as a daily offering
of worship to the Servant King.

1. From heaven you came a helpless babe,
entered our world, your glory veiled,
not to be served but to serve,
and give your life that we might live.

2. There in the garden of tears
my heavy load He chose to bear;
His heart with sorrow was torn,
‘Yet not my will but yours’, He said.

3. Come see His hands and His feet,
the scars that speak of sacrifice,
hands that flung stars into space
to cruel nails surrendered.

4. So let us learn to serve
and in our lives enthrone Him,
each other’s needs to prefer,
for it is Christ we’re serving.