Monday, August 7, 2017

Sermon on Silence at Mass

Dear Friends and Family,

I attempted to record this past Sunday's sermon, on the importance of silence at Mass, and how this silence helps children.

I and have posted it online here: https://philomena.sermon.net/mca/main/main/20986351. The volume is rather low, but hopefully you can correct that on your computers.

Here are my notes from the sermon: (DISCLAIMER: THESE ARE NOTES, NOT A PERFECTLY WRITTEN SERMON!)

“…the disciples fell on their faces and were exceedingly afraid.” At the Transfiguration, the apostles fall prostrate on their faces before God. Our souls should do the same, at each and every Mass. Our souls should fall prostrate before God in His sacred mysteries. For while we cannot physically fall prostrate on our faces during Mass—though the sisters in fact do so, following a Carmelite tradition—the way we act at Mass should reflect this attitude of prostration: of adoration, of love, of reverence, in the presence of God.

            How can we help children to embrace this attitude? This the top priority during my time as chaplain for the Latin Mass in San Antonio, Texas: how can everything at the Mass be organized to be—to use modern language—as “child friendly” as possible? How can the Mass help children to grow closer to Jesus, to grow in adoration, to grow in holiness? And in that situation it was a question of how to do this with a large congregation composed of large families, with many active boys, and, for most of the families, with no prior experience of the Latin Mass. Because, given the many attacks on the souls of children today, given how difficult it is for parents of young families to raise holy children, I felt that everyone who attended the Mass, and every aspect of how the Mass was done, should help form the children. And it quickly became evident that one essential part of how the Mass needed to be lived, if it was going to truly benefit the children, was silence.

            The souls of children need many things: regular Confession, spiritual counsel, the family rosary; children need to be encouraged and helped to embrace virtue in their daily lives at home, to make regular sacrifices for God; they need help discovering the wonderful treasures of traditional Catholic children’s literature: both stories of saints and fiction.

            At Mass, the church’s architecture should help them by being beautiful and sacred [here at Lanherne, the building also has prayers of over 200 years of sisters and of St. Cuthbert Mayne], the music should be sacred, especially the Gregorian chant; the gestures of the altar boys should be sharp and reverent, helping any child at Mass to pray, and of course helping the altar boys themselves to pray. The vestments of the priest, the cassocks, the clothing of those who come to Mass, in short, everything at the Mass should be a sign for the children that there is something incredibly holy and sacred taking place, a unique treasure that is worth work and sacrifice.
             
            Furthermore, to help the children learn to pray, silence in the church is particularly necessary. It is not easy for anyone—young or old—to give their full attention to what you cannot see, feel, or touch: to the Holy Sacrifice of Calvary and to the Real Presence—Body, Blood, Soul, and Divinity—of Jesus Christ. That is why, at Mass, we need all the help we can get: the help of the architecture, of music, of reverent gestures of the priest and altar boys at the altar, and of silence. Silence helps us to turn our attention from what we usually hear, from the people we usually pay attention to, to the One Who cannot be heard or seen. And if silence is helpful for anyone at Mass, it is particularly helpful for children, who often have a harder time than adults maintaining their focus and attention on what cannot be seen.

            There are many other tools that help teach children to understand and to pray the Mass. For example, I just ordered some books, full of pictures and explanations, which will be available for the children. But an essential tool is silence. Even at a very young age, before they can read, or even follow well the pictures in a book, it helps awaken their souls to the great mystery that takes place in the Mass, and disposes them to adoration, love, and respect for God, who becomes present on the altar.

            There are two key practical points to fostering silence at the Mass in a congregation that is blessed with many children. Both are challenging. But when implemented, both bear good fruit for the children. The first is the disciplining of children who are old enough to understand that they are doing something wrong by making noise. At what age do children begin to understand this? It differs a bit for each child, and you yourselves will best know that age for each of your children, but it is often quite young. Once a child can understand that they should not be making noise, then we need to help them learn to be quiet by using discipline: that is, by applying simple, concrete consequences.

            “Discipline” has a bad name today, but it is very loving to discipline children. Even though they may want to be good, they are weak and often don’t do what they might truly want to do, or what is truly good for them—and it’s not just children who experience this! So, a key part of education is applying concrete consequences when a child disobeys, so that the child learns to choose to do what is good. In disciplining you are giving your children a wonderful gift—the gift of learning to break free from selfishness, the gift of the freedom to obey God, to do His will, which is the only thing that leads to true happiness. Keys to effective discipline are choosing something concrete and immediate (as immediate as possible after an offense), and the willingness to repeat the discipline, if necessary, many times. Just what is a “good consequence”? That will depend on the child. Some of you have shared that a “time out” of having to sit in the car is quite effective. For other children it will be different. Each of you as parents will know best what fits your children.

            The second practical point concerns children who are too young to understand that they should not make noise. A 6 month old, for example, obviously can’t understand that they ought to be quiet in church. So the key sacrifice here is a willingness to take such children out when necessary. When is that necessary? Please always feel free to ask, if you are not sure, at a given Mass, if a child should have been taken out or not. In general, the occasional whimpering of a 6 month old is not disruptive. However a 6 month-old who is truly crying, or an older child who is crying or making noise (but who can’t yet understand), would normally be disruptive. But rather than trying to give a set of rules, I think the best thing is that you feel free to ask, and little by little it will become clearer. Also, since several of you have asked me to take the initiative of telling you, if there was too much noise, I will try to do so. One challenge though, is that I sometimes don’t notice the noise as much, or don’t remember after Mass, because of the priestly prayers at the altar.

            Taking little children out can be a hard sacrifice for the parent, or grandparent, or uncle or aunt, who does so. You can feel that you’re missing out on graces you badly need from the Mass, or are missing the sermon (though some people might prefer to miss my sermons!). However, God will bless you abundantly for this sacrifice. Not only will your other children benefit from the quiet church, but you will benefit from the very sacrifice of stepping out.

            When we make a Holy Hour, and that hour is a peaceful time where we are able to focus on the Lord, and our mind is not distracted, that is a wonderful blessing from God. However, when we make a Holy Hour and we feel sick, or have a bad headache, and the entire hour is very difficult and filled with distractions, but we nonetheless choose to offer the hour to the Lord, this type of Holy Hour can in fact bring many more graces and blessings than the peaceful one. Why? Because you are doing something which is more difficult for you, which takes more sacrifice, and which is more humbling because it does not feel like you were doing anything spiritual during that hour. In a similar way, a parent who regularly spends parts of the Mass outside the main church with a little one, will receive particular blessings and graces from God for that sacrifice.

            I am convinced that God wants the celebration of the Mass here to be one that offers children the best opportunity possible to learn to pray, to grow in holiness, and to one day become saints. Silence is, I believe, an essential part of providing that opportunity. But more importantly than what I believe is how the Mass was lived by families for centuries—every sort of family: rich or poor, sinful or holy. Today, this policy of silence is common at Latin Masses throughout the world, and so I feel confident that it is one that we can and should embrace here.


It will likely be particularly challenging for you at the beginning. Just as, when someone joins a cross country team, it might at first be difficult to run even one mile, but after 3 months they find it easy to run 6, so also you will likely find that this is hard to implement at first, but becomes lighter with time. One particular challenge of establishing silence at the Mass is that if only one person is making noise in a church, then the silence is gone for everyone. And so I would ask you all to please try to implement these two points with your own children, and to be patient with the children of others. May God reward you for these efforts, and may He grant, through the prayers of the Blessed Virgin Mary, that this Mass might become more and more a Mass that helps children, and that helps each of us, to follow the only path that leads to Heaven: the path of the Cross. Though not easy, the way of the Cross is the only path that grants us some share of true peace and joy on this earth—a peace and joy which Jesus can grant, even in the midst of suffering. May He grant us that grace.

Sunday, August 6, 2017

First Friday Mass + My J.C.L. Thesis

A lane just outside the convent.
Two devotional candles lit before the main altar.
Dear Friends and Family,

This past Friday morning--the first Friday of the month--I offered the Holy Sacrifice for all of my benefactors (including anyone who prayers for me, which is hopefully all of you!). Each first Friday the Mass is offered for you. While you all, and many others, are in my daily prayers (I tuck each of you inside the Immaculate Heart of Our Lady, and ask Her to always bring you to the altar, to the Divine Office as I pray it, etc. so that you might received graces from those prayers. In this way, even if I don't name you specifically, which of course would be impossible to do with all of you, each day, you are present in my prayers), it is particularly nice to be able to offer the First Friday Mass for you each month.

The Holy Mass is such an amazing, wonderful thing. When preparing to celebrate it, it is a particular joy to realize that Jesus Himself is about to renew His offering on the Cross and pour out graces upon the world. Regardless of how imperfectly I offer it (though I try to do my best), He is the one who will be acting, offering the Sacrifice. I've recently been thinking a lot of the words God spoke to St. Catherine of Sienna: "You are she who is not. I am He who Is." There is something simple, true, and very practical in those words. Recalling them helps me realize how I am not really the one who matters, but rather God and His action, and it is so wonderful to think of Him and His action, His presence... to have faith and trust in Him.

The two candles in the photo were lit by some unknown person(s), who must have visited the monastery chapel in the early afternoon, before I arrived back from Plymouth. They are a nice sign of the quiet graces of the monastery, of people who come to pray quietly and leave, but in whom God likely does much hidden work.

I also have a gift to make for all those with insomnia: my canon law thesis (for the J.C.L.) can now be found online here: http://www.valtorta.org.au/index-of-forbidden-books.html. It's not very exciting. However, I was pleased that Fr. Leo Maasburg, one of Mother Teresa's spiritual directors and a canon lawyer himself, read it and wrote to me that he found it to be well done. Since a few of you had asked me about this, there you are--but don't complain if you find it dry, as it is canon law!

Here, it is very good to now be digging into a steady routine of prayer, work, and study, without another trip for a while. Today was a wonderful day, with the two Masses, Confessions, and speaking with various people--it's great being a priest! But I'm going to head out for a jog now, which is always refreshing at the end of a day. Hopefully I'll make it down to the ocean and back.

May Jesus and Mary bless you and watch over you.

In Cordibus Iesu et Mariae,
Fr. Pillari

Sunday, July 30, 2017

Saint Anne's Procession + more on life as a missionary in England.

High altar prepared for Mass for St. Anne's Feast Day.

Statue of St. Anne, decorated with flowers, to be carried in procession.

Statue ready to be carried.


Some of the hundreds of candles people carried in procession that night.

Dear Friends and Family,

This past week was spent mostly in the library at St. Paul's in Ottawa, Canada, doing research in preparation for the doctoral dissertation. Providentially, I was there when the patronal feast of the parish: the Parish of St. Clement - St. Anne, took place. It was a beautiful night of invoking St. Anne's intercession.

We celebrated a solemn High Mass, with Fr. Breton, FSSP, celebrant, Fr. Bizard, FSSP, I (spiritual director of their seminary in Europe) as deacon, and myself (thankfully having a minimal role) as subdeacon. Following the Mass the several hundred faithful in attendance lined up with lit candles, the scouts lifted the litter carrying St. Anne, and off we went... singing and processing around the neighborhood on a beautiful night. It was quite a nice way to invoke St. Anne's intercession, and was providential since she is also a patron of Lanherne monastery in England.

Having returned to England I am very happy to say that I will not have to travel for a while! It is good now to be able to delve more deeply into the prayer and work that is here, along with each day's unexpected events. For example today I stepped into the chapel at noon to pray and was greeted by a smiling young man in his mid-20's. We stepped outside to visit and wound up discussing his faith--he's a pentecostal who plays the drums and guitar each Sunday at his local church, but who comes regularly to Lanherne to pray quietly. He asked me "how I got saved"--so I talked about my baptism :), and my vocation, etc. At the end of the conversation he went back into the church to light a candle before the altar. Hopefully St. Anne will intercede for him...

Such events are part of the second row of my responsibilities for this coming year:

Second row reads: visitors, village, priest retreats.
Visitors

This involves people such as the young man who came by today. Almost every day people come to the monastery church to pray. Depending on the circumstances I take some time to talk with them, explain about the monastery, in some cases listen to their problems, etc. Some come to also ask for Confession (though that's more rare among the visitors), but many are non-Catholics or likely don't have much faith in anything, but are attracted by the quiet, historic monastery. I'll admit that I have much less time than I would like for this apostolate (and with the Bishop's agreement this second row is on the back burner for the moment), but it is still a regular part of apostolate here.

Village

I'm blessed to be in a largely friendly little village. Regretfully I also have to put this on the back burner. But it involves things such as going to the annual village festival, taking time to talk to neighbors, inviting someone over for tea, stopping at their house for tea, inviting them to come to the monastery for Mass, or prayer, etc. Trying to witness to the truth of the Faith. Regretfully time allows me to do very little at this point.

Priest Retreats

If priests request this, and only a handful did last year, then welcoming them here to make several day silent retreats. Hopefully, once the presbytery is fixed up, this apostolate can expand.

Well, I'd best get some dinner and then finish the evening's prayer and work. Blessed Feast of St. Ignatius of Loyola!

In Cordibus Iesu et Mariae,
Fr. Pillari

Sunday, July 23, 2017

Beautiful Response to Tragedy + Missionary Priorities

My key responsibilities for this coming year as a missionary in England...
Dear Friends and Family,

As a joyful mother drove me to the airport this morning, I was given a wonderful gift: the gift of hearing the story of when tragedy struck her family.

About 15 years ago her 21 year-old son, one of 4 brothers, was in a devastating car accident that caused severe brain injury. The doctors thought he would not live. The mother described, with a beautiful, peaceful smile on her face, the events of that day: her arrival at the scene of the accident and seeing the wreckage, the 15 hour surgery that followed, discussions with doctors... And above all how God's grace had acted powerfully in the midst of this disaster. The many people lined up and praying at the hospital, as well as other parts of the country, the resignation to God's will--if it was His will that He take him, if that was what would be best for his soul, then so be it; the struggle and work to preserve his life and to nurse him back to help. The intervention of God in what seems to have been a minor miracle (I was told that every doctor who has since seen has medical charts has said "This was a miracle. He should not have lived."

Even more beautiful than hearing about the minor miracle and the action of grace in the time that followed the accident, was response of the boy's parents and siblings. They truly saw the accident and all that had followed as a grace from God--a grace that God had granted them in order to bless them and draw them, and others well beyond their family, closer to Him. I will not enter into further details here, out of discretion for the family. But as I listed to this smiling, joyful, peaceful mother--a lady whom I had spent the past few days with on the retreat, a lady whom I had observed to always carry that same loving, peaceful smile and to be ready to serve others--I could not help smiling broadly myself, thanking God for this wonderful woman and her family, for their great faith and abandonment to His will, and for the abundant graces He had granted them. We have so very, very much to be thankful for.

I spent a wonderful, even if exhausting, past few helping to give a retreat in Virginia. Though worn out, I wanted to wend you all this blog before heading out for a jog, praying vespers, grabbing a bite to eat, and then turning in early.

What will I be spending my time doing as a missionary in England this coming year? Here are my nine key areas of responsibility:


One thing that is not listed on here is of course prayer! I am tremendously blessed to have around 4 hours a day for prayer, about three of those hours first thing in the morning before the day's work begins. Then I have the wonderful blessing of working on the very worthwhile things in these 9 areas.

Sisters

My responsibilities include offering Mass and Confessions, spiritual direction when requested, sermons, other liturgical ceremonies such as particular blessings, other work to help them in their contemplative life, etc. This domain also includes logistical help as necessary with people outside the monastery, so as to help preserve their silence and solitude.

Lanherne Congregation

The little--but good!--congregation that effectively belongs to the monastery as their parish. This apostolate includes daily Mass, weekly Holy Hour, times for Confession, Baptisms and the other Sacraments as needed, teaching catechism to children preparing for first Confession and first Holy Communion, blessing homes and visiting families, trying to foster the children's spiritual lives (currently am being greatly assisted in this area by John, the young man discerning a priestly vocation), spiritual direction, etc. Soon it will include visiting and blessing the family-owned bakery. Currently it also includes a weekly evening rosary at a family farm.

St. Edward's Congregation

At the Bishop's request I began TLM began at St. Edward's, in Plymouth, just a few months ago. The little--but good!--congregation has been extremely generous and hard-working in helping to establish the Mass. To my surprise, we were able to begin immediately with Sunday high Masses and socials after Mass. This apostolate includes offering Sunday Masses and Confessions, Baptisms as needed (there was one two weeks ago and another will take place this fall!), other Sacraments as needed, sick calls, and in general working to establish the whole structure that needs to support and help the TLM to flourish: organizing and assisting volunteers, getting to know and coordinating with the pastor  (who is very supportive), trying to obtain necessary items for the sacristy, home blessings and visits with families, etc.

These first three areas of responsibility are I believe the most important since they directly impact souls. The other areas also impact souls and are quite necessary in their own right, but these first three are the ones that I try to maintain as the priorities.

There are also other souls that I care for, such as those whom I assisted on their annual retreat these past few days, but the above are the steady priorities.

I will sign off for now and will plan to continue next week explaining the other priorities.

In Cordibus Iesu et Mariae,
Fr. Pillari

Sunday, July 16, 2017

Exploring a Mine

Dear Friends and Family,

Blessed Feast of Our Lady of Mount Carmel! May She smile upon each of you and grant you an abundance of graces.

I had planned to explain more this week about my missionary work here in Cornwall, England. However, given the unusual experience I had yesterday, I will save that explanation for next Sunday.

Yesterday...

Arrival in Zennor, Cornwall, for the beginning of our adventure.
The entrance to the mine....

Deep within the mine.

One of the tunnels cut by miners through the rock.

Exploring and listening to an explanation by one of the men who re-opened the mine.

Going up ladders. Above to the left you can see a platform that leads to another ladder, then to another platform, and another ladder, and so on... in this way we climbed to the upper tunnel of the mine.
Emerging again into daylight!
A stopping point along our beautiful drive up the Cornish coast back to Lanherne.
All throughout this past year the local families had very kindly been offering to take me to get to know the many beautiful and historic places in Cornwall. Due to the intensity of work and studies I was rarely able to say yes. While the pace of work and studies will still be intense this year, yesterday I was able to finally say yes to one of their kind invitations: the invitation to visit a mine, and not just any mine.

The father of one of the families that attends Lanherne was able to arrange for a group of us to explore the mine next to Zennor, Cornwall. Unlike the mines that are normally open to tourists, this mine is maintained as the personal "hobby" of a group of men who have been spending their Saturdays working on it for several decades. They don't get any pay for their work, don't actually mine anything, and only take visitors in a few times a year. They have been restoring the mine because... they love mining. This also meant that we were able to do things you would normally not be allowed to do (I imagine for insurance purposes) in normal visits to mines: such as climb certain ladders through narrow passages, walk on a plank over a deep body of water, etc.

It was rather amazing to think of the men (many, many, men in this part of the country--perhaps at one point more than 1/3 of the men in Cornwall), who spent their lives doing this: disappearing below ground for 8 hours to work by candlelight with little ventilation, using picks, explosives, etc. And all of this often in tight, cramped quarters. For example, a man might spend 8 hours wielding a hammer to strike a "hand drill" that chipped away at the rock. Or to think of how they often accessed their work space: they would walk in on more-or-less level ground, but perhaps with water flowing or standing on some parts of the tunnel, then climb up a chain (ladders, in some cases, were not used because during blasting the ladders would be damaged and need to be replaced)--climb up a chain while holding a lit candle in one hand to see by and with their tools carried on their back, climbing between rock formations, or lowering themselves into a hole they were to spend the day deepening, then getting to work... It was fascinating to learn about the different techniques used. For example the way explosives were set in pre-drilled holes and the specific timing of the charges.

But the even greater journey, that struck me even more this week--and that I have often mentioned, but try not to write about it every week!--is the journey of the soul that occurs during silence, especially in the early morning hours. Due to a slight change in the sisters' schedule here I have this week been able to spend 5AM - 5:30AM alone in the chapel, right before the Blessed Sacrament, sometimes prostrate, sometimes kneeling, and then at 5:30AM -6:00AM to continue the Holy Hour in a pew. It is wonderful, truly wonderful to begin the day in silence with the Lord. Regardless of the how the hour is spent on the "surface of my soul" it has been a source of wonderful peace and joy to be alone and face to face with Jesus Himself and His Holy Mother. Such a blessing and joy! That is in so many ways the journey "below the surface" that leads to the discovery of the richest treasures.

On this Feast of Our Lady of Mount Carmel, may Jesus and Mary grant you a child-like faith and love so that you might receive all the treasures that they wish to give you, especially the treasure of leading you more deeply into the hidden treasures that can be found in their Hearts.

In Cordibus Iesu et Mariae,
Fr. Pillari


Saturday, July 8, 2017

Missionary in England


The Grotto on Lanherne grounds.
Garden in front of main entrance to Lanherne.
Dear Friends and Family,

I'm sitting down to write you at 8:40PM on this beautiful Saturday evening. As you can see in the photos above, it is quite beautiful right now here in Cornwall. Tomorrow should be a wonderful day: the usual schedule of a Holy Hour beginning at 5AM, the Divine Office, Confessions, Mass, etc. etc. until the evening. Tomorrow will have two particular blessings: 1) it is the feast of St. Thomas More and St. John Fisher, which in England takes precedence even over the Sunday, 2) I will have the privilege of baptizing little baby boy in Plymouth. He's the first child of a newly married couple, and it should be quite a joyous--and perhaps lively! since half of the family is Brazilian--celebration with the family and congregation.

But since I've finished tomorrow's sermon I wanted to sit down to write you already this evening, to pass on some very big news--a wonderful blessing for me: I am now officially a priest of the Diocese of Plymouth, England, which means that I am effectively called to now sink down roots for long-term ministry as a missionary here, in what is true mission territory. Our Diocese has 0.7% of the population that attends Mass on Sunday, and there are more Catholics who attend Mass than any other denomination that attends services on a Sunday, which means.... that I am in effect a missionary in a pagan country.

I remember some years ago hearing from a priest who had been assigned to Hong Kong, in part to act as chaplain for a contemplative monastery of nuns. The city was overwhelmingly non-Christian and very few people attended the priest's Sunday Mass. Essentially he, and the other priest and the nuns, knew that their missionary activity would consist primarily in prayer, sacrifice, and the witness of their lives. They needed to be prepared to persevere in that life for years even if there would be no tangible fruits to show from it.

I am now being asked to do something similar. Yesterday at the Cathedral Bishop Mark O'Toole formally incardinated me into the Diocese of Plymouth. What is incardination? (which is not to be confused with "incarceration!"). Every priest in the world is incardinated with particular bishop or religious superior. He is the one who is in charge of your priestly life and ministry. When I was ordained in San Antonio, I was incardinated in the Archdiocese of San Antonio, and assigned to the Mission of Divine Mercy. As of yesterday, I essentially "transferred" from San Antonio to the Diocese of Plymouth.

To get some sense of my new diocese and Bishop Mark O'Toole, who is a very good bishop, please consider reading his recent pastoral message to the whole diocese on evangelization--speaking frankly about how we are mission territory similar to Pakistan. It can be found here: http://www.plymouth-diocese.org.uk/index.php/52-news/344-go-make-disciples

Given the particular needs in this diocese, especially for a chaplain for the Latin Mass and other Sacraments--the need to develop this ministry for young families--and for a chaplain for the contemplative nuns; and given my own prayer and discernment these past 18 months, which has led me to a deep sense of peace that this is indeed the step that God is asking me to take now, Bishop O'Toole kindly received me to become a member of this local church. It is a great joy for me, and one that comes with a deep peace and hope--hope for what God has in store for me here. No doubt He has in store many crosses! Some of which are already present. But the Cross always goes hand in hand with His peace and joy.

One rather unique grace of my incardination was that I was received with a particular mission: to celebrate the Sacraments exclusively in the traditional form. This is a very particular joy for me! I will try to write about it in a separate blog post because it would take too long to develop here, but I will just say that my soul has been truly singing with joy at this aspect of my missionary life here.

I need to go in a moment to complete prayers and to get a good night's rest. But I cannot close without saying a special word to all those in Texas--to those who were in so many ways my family for the past 15 years. It is still a great sacrifice to be an ocean apart from you all, more than I can say adequately in words. But I have a great peace that the Lord Himself is asking me to be a missionary here and so also--just as the missionaries did in the past--to make the sacrifice of leaving behind everything and everyone they knew. However, thanks to the invention of airplanes I hope to be visiting you this fall or winter! Please do continue to pray for me, and always remember that there is "no distance between souls." So even though I'm here across the ocean you have "direct and immediate access to my heart and soul through prayer, and vice versa." I continue to ask Jesus and Mary to watch over you and guide you. May they bless you abundantly and grant you more than you could ever hope for.

I will try in the coming weeks to dedicate blogs to different aspects of missionary life here so that you can catch a glimpse of my life, and can hopefully spiritually "come with me" in this mission through your prayers.

May the angels watch over you and grant you a restful and peaceful night.

In Cordibus Iesu et Mariae,
Fr. Pillari
Priest of the Diocese of Plymouth

Monday, July 3, 2017

From California to Cornwall

A Cornishman, parishioner at Lanherne, at the Sunday morning post-Mass breakfast. Him standing there with this sandwich seemed somehow to epitomize part of Cornwall. So I couldn't resist taking his photo and including it here!
Dear Friends and Family,

My apologies for this late blog! I had meant to write it Sunday night, after the day's apostolates, but then got two phone calls that needed tending to and then collapsed into bed.

Last week was full of blessings. I'll try to give you some of the highlights.

For starters, I completed my long-awaited exam on Tuesday! The exam-day experience itself was quite interesting: waiting outside the Pasadena Convention center with several hundred very nervous law students--the tension was so thick that you could have cut it with a knife. I was asked for a number of blessings that morning. The exam seemed to go well. I felt I was able to give it my best effort and to use the allotted time well. I won't receive the results until August 15th, but felt grateful for how the exam went.

Then Wednesday I was able to visit with the Tasins and Layfields, two young families from Texas whom it was truly wonderful to see again--God bless you both for giving me that gift! Then Wednesday evening I hopped on a plane for London and arrived Thursday afternoon.

In London I was able to visit the Tyburn Convent--the famous convent of sisters built on the site where many priests and laity suffered martyrdom for the Faith--some of them being hung, drawn, and quartered. Saint Edmund Campion was probably the most famous of the martyrs. It was good to be able to pray where they had suffered, and to ask for their intercession for us today. I also spent some time doing research for my doctorate at a library in London. It's a library that I will hopefully return to in the coming months.

Finally, Saturday, I arrived back in Lanherne. After so much travel it was truly, truly wonderful to arrive back at the quiet convent and to be able to begin resuming a regular rhythm of prayer, work, apostolate, and study. And that began with a Saturday evening dinner with many of the local parishioners at their farm. It was wonderful to have a chance to go around the table and hear how each of them were doing, and how the past two months had been.

Sunday morning began as usual at 4:30AM with prayer, and then 7AM Confessions, 7:30AM Mass, then breakfast with parishioners, then off to Plymouth for Confessions, Mass, and then visiting over refreshments. After Mass we had the "Churching of women" ceremony for a young mother who had just given birth to her first child. It was a short, simple ceremony, but a beautiful way to bless the mother as she begins this stage of her motherhood. Next Sunday will be the Baptism. Then, later in the afternoon, I went to visit someone who was sick, and was encouraged by their attitude in the midst of hard suffering.

I then drove back to Lanherne. I had every intention of writing you this blog in the evening, but between the jet-lag and the fact that I only slept 4 hours Saturday night (was up late finishing the sermon), and then the two phone calls I received, I fell asleep before my mind could remember to write the blog.

So it was a week full of blessings, and it feels very good to now be able to dive into a regular rhythm of prayer and work.

May Jesus and Mary watch over you and guide you.

In Cordibus Iesu et Mariae,
Fr. Pillari