Each Benedictine community shares its legacy, its spirituality and values in their own unique way. In these difficult times in our world and in our country, spirituality and values are sorely needed to guide our way of being in our world. Last year, I was surprised to learn that the 3rd graders from our new…
1 – Only For You 2 – Guantanamera (Solo: Sr. Dorothy Tenorio) 3 – Come My Lord 4 – The Lord of the Dance 5 – Today 6 – Jerico 7 – Who Do You Say That I Am? 8 – Battle Hymn 9 – Take My All 10 – Perforated Spirit 11 – You'll…
Sister Mary Agnes Zinni, OSB, age 100, passed peacefully at St. Scholastica Monastery in Boerne, TX with her Benedictine Sisters and her two nieces, Christine and Rose, by her side. Sr. Mary Agnes was born on September 27, 1925, in Batavia, New York to a family with four children. She grew up in a very loving Italian immigrant family environment, and her parents’ deep faith…
Readings: Acts of the Apostles 6:1-7; First Letter of Saint Peter 2:4-9; Gospel According to Saint John 14:1-12 We are drawing near to the Solemnity of the Lord’s Ascension, forty days after Easter, less than two weeks from now. Where does the time go? Time tends to fly by quickly, even when we try to…
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April 1 – Wednesday of Holy Week Readings: Isaiah 50:4-9a, Psalm 69:8-10, 21-22, 31 and 33-34, Matthew 26:14-25 Reflection: In today’s readings, everyone seems to be putting on brave faces. Isaiah sets his face “like flint” before an insulting and humiliating crowd. Jesus sits calmly at table with Judas and doesn’t rat him out for…
March 8 – Third Sunday of Lent Readings: Exodus 17:3-7, Psalm 95:1-2, 6-7, 8-9, Romans 5:1-2, 5-8, John 4:5-42 Invitation to Prayer: “If you knew the gift of God!” The wonder of prayer is revealed beside the well where we come seeking water: there, Christ comes to meet every human being. It is he who…
Do not stand at my grave and weep: I am not there; I do not sleep. I am a thousand winds that blow, I am the diamond glints on snow, I am the sun on ripened grain, I am the gentle autumn rain. When you awaken in the morning’s hush I am the swift uplifting…
Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky, The flying cloud, the frosty light: The year is dying in the night; Ring out, wild bells, and let it die. Ring out the old, ring in the new, Ring, happy bells, across the snow: The year is going, let it go; Ring out the false,…
