Father Desjardins’ Announcement

"Good morning, Ede." "Good morning, Father Desjardins." "Ede, I have news which I wanted to share with you before it is announced in church on Sunday." She looked at him. "I hope it isn't bad news." "No, it isn't bad news. I've been called to minister to Catholics in a parish in Ireland." For several …

The First Time

It was a bright sunny Sunday morning when she arrived at the church. Mass had just finished and Father O'Reilly was talking to the parishioners as they filed out of the church. He looked very distinguished and stately in the green robe. She would always be grateful to him because it was on account of …

Why Called Easter?

It was Easter Sunday evening and Father Desjardins was having dinner with Ede and her grandmother. They had attended Mass in the morning and had invited him to have lunch with them but he had already accepted another family's invitation so they invited him to have dinner instead which he readily accepted. It gave Ede …

Why Good Friday?

Father Desjardins was saying a prayer and as he kissed the rosary, he opened his eyes because he sensed that he wasn't alone. Ede was standing there, watching him. He put the rosary in the pocket of his Cossack and then beckoned her to approach him. "I'm sorry, Father Desjardins," she apologized. "I didn't mean …

Bernard’s Visit

It was by the grace of God that he was able to get through Mass that Sunday morning. He was thankful to escape to the office. "Father Kowalski, you have a visitor," Sister Francesca informed him as he was leaving the sanctuary. "Who is it?" he asked. He really wasn't in the mood to see …

After the Storm

Father Kowalski and Sister Francesca were saying the morning prayers. "You look tired, Father," Sister Francesca remarked when they were finished. "Didn't you have a good night's rest?" He smiled. "How could I sleep with all that racket?" "Oh, you mean the rain?" "It was more like a storm. It kept me awake for a …

Makena’s Story

I'm an only child.  I was 12 years old when my mother died.  My father was devastated.  A Catholic priest told him that I would be better off living in an Italian orphanage where I would have a good Christian education.  The father believed him because he was a priest.  He was a missionary sent …

A Powerful Force

He watched her as she knelt in the pew.  Fortunately the church was empty.  If anyone else had been there, they would have disapproved of the way she was dressed. Personally, he was happy to see her there.  After losing her fiance and son in a horrific boat accident, she had stopped coming to church.  …

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