If you enter a church and find the sanctuary decked out in red flowers, chances are that, unless it is Christmas, the parish has just celebrated confirmation. This is particularly true in spring when so many such celebrations take place in the wake of Easter.
Sometimes we meet someone who has the gift of bringing people together. But once they are gone, everyone seems to drift apart.
Rereading Flannery O’Connor’s wonderful book, “Mystery & Manners: Occasional Prose,” selected and edited by Sally and Robert Fitzgerald (New York: Farrar, Straus & Giroux, 1957, 237 pp.) has helped me to appreciate anew the gift that talented novelists are to us. I have difficulty understanding some of O’Connor’s short stories but I accept the judgment of others who know more about literature than I do.
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This weekend the Diocese of Brooklyn celebrates the jubilee years of the religious brothers and sisters serving our communities.
They’re unsung heroes of the Diocese of Brooklyn, quietly working away from the spotlight. And that’s just the way they like it. But they perform other services, including social work, health care, and feeding the hungry in soup kitchens.
Kaya Bednarczuk is one of several members of the St. Gabriel Society, a youth group at Sacred Heart Church in Glendale, who raised money for a project to dig a well in the Ghanaian village of Adzonkor to provide fresh water to residents there.
Their religious order is called the Sisters of St. Dominic of Amityville, but they have ties to the Diocese of Brooklyn that date back to the mid-19th century.
Beatrice Mills-Henry, a parishioner of St. Clement Pope Church, has watched over the years as some of her neighbors sold their homes and moved out of New York City, with many citing one reason — the high cost of living in the Big Apple.
The National Shrine of the Divine Mercy, Stockbridge, Mass., is considered the epicenter of Divine Mercy Devotion throughout the world. The shrine’s volunteers settle in Stockbridge to be near the campus which they call “holy ground.”
