Harvest

As I said in my previous column, I really wanted to write a column about the Eucharist to serve as a link between Easter (April 8) and the Solemnity of the Body of Christ (June10).

“I look forward to the resurrection of the dead and the life of the world to come.” I am sure you recognize these words immediately: they come from the Creed we recite at Mass every week.

When I was a young boy, probably 10 or 11, my father gave me a hand missal such as was common at that time so that I could follow along at the Mass, with the Latin on the left-hand page and an English translation on the right.

One day last year at this time, as I walked out for the newspaper in the morning, I had to walk through a pile of leaves which had collected in the driveway. I always find something sad about the leaves falling each autumn.

When I first arrived at the parish in Cape Elizabeth, Sister Ruth Hayden was on the staff. Sister Ruth had long served as an educator of children.

By now, I suspect, most readers are aware that in a few months we will begin using a new English translation of the Mass. We have had the translation we are currently using for almost 40 years.

Several months ago, when the National Football League postponed a game between the Philadelphia Eagles and the Minnesota Vikings because of a snowstorm that Sunday in Philly, Pennsylvania Governor Ed Rendell complained, “We’ve become a nation of wusses.”

As we celebrate the Feast of the Holy Family this year, it is important for us to reflect on the Gospel which recounts the flight of the Holy Family into Egypt to escape King Herod.

Recently, I noticed how often at funerals we sing “Amazing Grace.” It’s the most popular hymn in America. Curiously, I heard on the radio once that the song most often played at funerals held at funeral homes is “I did it my way” with Frank Sinatra.

The Barna Group, a research company which studies the relationship between spirituality and culture, has reported that “71% of United States adults say that they have developed their own slate of religious beliefs, rather than accepting the tenets of a particular faith or religious group.” I don’t get it.

In 2002, I helped move my aunt, then in her 80s, from a two bedroom condominium in Auburn to Portland into residential facility for senior citizens.

I have a confession to make. Every year, even before Advent is over, I search the radio dial until I find an FM station that plays Christmas music and nothing but 24 hours a day.

“What are you reading?”… a question a friend of mine inevitably poses whenever our paths cross.

Among my fondest ministry memories are the college and university chaplaincies where I served while a priest of the Archdiocese of Boston.

Readers will probably not be surprised to learn that the deadline for submission of my Harvest columns is always a couple of months prior to publication

Since my arrival in Maine as your bishop six years ago, I have subscribed to Down East: The Magazine of Maine. I look forward every month to its informative and enjoyable mélange of Maine facts, opinion, fiction and trivia.

“Long before its ground started shaking, Haiti was already a byword for a broken place.” So began a recent New York Times front page article about the earthquake that devastated the country.

Forming One' Conscience

As I suspect is the case with most bishops newly appointed to head a diocese, my first question upon arriving in Maine five years ago was, what are my priests like?

Rather than write about teens in this annual teen issue of Harvest, I decided this year to write to you, young members of our Church.

The issue of marriage, and in particular “same-sex marriage,” continues to be one of the most debated societal issues in Maine.

“When the Son of Man comes, will he find any faith on the earth?” (Luke 18:8). Yes, we quickly answer.

The Neuhaus family has been waiting for a phone call for nearly a year. Their van sits ready, fully packed. As the seasons change, so does the clothing, from T-shirts to sweaters and then back to T-shirts again.