Make room for the sacrifice of love
It can be said of human nature that we tend to hurt the ones we love. Also, it is easy to take for granted the very things we need the most, like air and water.
It can be said of human nature that we tend to hurt the ones we love. Also, it is easy to take for granted the very things we need the most, like air and water.
In the early days of the COVID pandemic, along with parishes throughout the world, the Archdiocese of Adelaide suspended the practice of receiving communion from the chalice and offered a dispensation from the obligation to attend Mass on Sundays and holy days of obligation for the safety and protection of the people.
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In recent years I made a series of major decisions that were accompanied with pain, disappointment and suffering. For a while I got caught in a cycle of revisiting the decisions and trying to identify where I went wrong. My friends say that I made courageous choices. Yet, amidst the consequences, I am tempted to be hard on myself.
For many years, we’ve sung Brian Boniwell’s hymn ‘The Lord is my Shepherd’ (based on Psalm 23) on Sundays, at school and during funeral Masses in place of the responsorial psalm.
At a recent gathering, a dedicated parishioner and longtime volunteer shared a thought that struck a chord: ‘We already know how to be welcoming. We know how to greet others, care for one another and create a sense of belonging. But…we don’t always do it. Why not?’
As a child I was under the impression that Lent was primarily a season of mourning.
The ministry known and loved for many years as the Office of Worship in the Archdiocese of Adelaide has been renamed Community Life and Worship.
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