When I finally returned home from Rome to start the real work of being a parish priest, I was assigned to Immaculate Conception Parish in Washington, PA. (IC is now part of Saint James Parish.) My pastor was Rev. William P. Feeney. I didn’t know Fr. Bill from Adam at that point, so there was a little trepidation on my part…would we work well together? Would we respect each other? Would we even be able to get along?
As usual, all of my fears were unfounded. Fr. Bill was, and is, a great pastor, a wonderful priest, an excellent mentor and a better friend. His parishes have been blessed to have him, and so have I. This past May – May 6, to be precise – he celebrated the 50th anniversary of his ordination to the sacred priesthood. The evening on June 18th, Immaculate Conception welcomed him home to celebrate a Mass of Thanksgiving, and how providential the date, because this weekend is also the feast of Corpus Christi.
Thing is, Fr. Feeney didn’t want to preach his own anniversary Mass. For reasons passing understanding, he wanted me to do it. So here’s my shot. Homily begins at about the 27:50 mark, and ends at about 39:10.
It was also First Communion today, so when I decided to preach, I walked down into the nave and preached there. So you can’t see me on camera…and I’m not sure how well you can hear me. It should be ok, but I guess we’ll see.
I’ve used this homily before on Holy Thursday, but it evolves each time. (And I think it gets longer. I didn’t realize quite how long it was until I came here to post it.) Anyway, enjoy! We will not be streaming our Good Friday liturgy nor our Easter Vigil – it’s just not feasible given our limited technology. Easter Sunday, however, will be on.
Here’s the video of our 11 AM Palm Sunday Mass. It starts with the Solemn Procession, so you’ll hear us long before you see us. We started in the vestibule before moving in. The homily is pretty short, because we just had the long passion narrative, but there’s something to think about there.
Unfortunately, the Festival of Praise that I was supposed to speak at later this evening at Saints Martha & Mary Parish has been canceled. I don’t think it was going to be live-streamed anyway, but I was still looking forward to doing it. Maybe some time in the future.
I’m most of the way back! As some of you know, I’ve had some pretty serious computer troubles for the last couple weeks. Tried replacing the power supply unit, but no luck; turns out the motherboard was fried. So I had to bite the bullet and buy a whole new system, which I am gradually getting set up. (Say a prayer that I can salvage some of the files from the old hard drive.)
Didn’t want to leave you all hanging, though, so I thought I’d catch you up on the last two weeks. First, the 4th Sunday of Lent brought us the much-loved parable of the Prodigal Son. (I think I did well with this one, in all humility.)
And this week, the fifth Sunday of Lent, bring us the semi-uncomfortable story of the woman caught in adultery. Unfortunately, this version is probably the worst version of this homily from this weekend. I nailed it on Saturday night, which is odd: Saturday is normally the warm-up act; and I did reasonably well at the late Mass. But we’ll see what you think.
Should have shamelessly self-promoted these earlier, but better late than never.
Tonight I am preaching at St. John Neumann in Franklin Park as part of their Lenten mission. Mass is at 7. I have no idea if it will be live streamed or not. If it is, I’ll try to get the video put up on here later; if not, I might potentially put the text of my remarks up, but I wouldn’t count on it.
Also, on Palm Sunday, I’ll be preaching at a Holy Hour at St Richard Church in Richland Township. I think that’s also at 7, but I’ll have to double check. Fairly certain that won’t be live streamed, but could be wrong on that, too.
And sorry for the lack of any posts lately. I’m having major computer troubles. The motherboard on my home PC is fried, and that’s – of course – the computer I do most of this kind of work on. I’ll hopefully be ordering a new one soon, but for now, it is what it is.