4th August – St John Vianney

Just came back from leading the Rosary at a 9pm wake – followed by chat and tea/sandwiches. Say a little prayer for Dominic McGettigan whose funeral is tomorrow at 11am.

Yesterday evening I experienced a personal emergency. I went to get a tea bag and found that Johnvianneythere was none in the container. More-tea has no tea!!! I had to dash off to the local shop to get a box of tea bags and replenish my stock. I hope to have no heart-stopping moments like that for quite a while!

Today we celebrate the feast day of St John Vianney, the patron saint of parish priests. Annually I look forward to the Office of Readings which features one of his letters on the privilege and beauty of prayer. I’ve copied it at the bottom if you are interested in extra reading. A quote from St John Vianney on the importance of prayer states: “The more I pray, the more I want to pray. The less I pray, the less I want to pray.”

The Bible Alive reflection for today’s gospel of Jesus walking on the water (Matt 14:22-36) is as follows:

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EXTRA READING:

A Catechism on prayer, by St John Mary Vianney
The noble task of man, to pray and to love
Consider, children, a Christian’s treasure is not on earth, it is in heaven. Well then, our thoughts should turn to where our treasure is.
  Man has a noble task: that of prayer and love. To pray and to love, that is the happiness of man on earth.
  Prayer is nothing else than union with God. When the heart is pure and united with God it is consoled and filled with sweetness; it is dazzled by a marvellous light. In this intimate union God and the soul are like two pieces of wax moulded into one; they cannot any more be separated. It is a very wonderful thing, this union of God with his insignificant creature, a happiness passing all understanding.
  We had deserved to be left incapable of praying; but God in his goodness has permitted us to speak to him. Our prayer is an incense that is delightful to God.
  My children, your hearts are small, but prayer enlarges them and renders them capable of loving God. Prayer is a foretaste of heaven, an overflowing of heaven. It never leaves us without sweetness; it is like honey, it descends into the soul and sweetens everything. In a prayer well made, troubles vanish like snow under the rays of the sun.
  Prayer makes time seem to pass quickly, and so pleasantly that one fails to notice how long it is. When I was parish priest of Bresse, once almost all my colleagues were ill, and as I made long journeys I used to pray to God, and, I assure you, the time did not seem long to me. There are those who lose themselves in prayer, like a fish in water, because they are absorbed in God. There is no division in their hearts. How I love those noble souls! Saint Francis of Assisi and Saint Colette saw our Lord and spoke to him as we speak to one another.
  As for ourselves, how often do we come to church without thinking what we are going to do or for what we are going to ask.
  And yet, when we go to call upon someone, we have no difficulty in remembering why it was we came. Some appear as if they were about to say to God: ‘I am just going to say a couple of words, so I can get away quickly.’ I often think that when we come to adore our Lord we should get all we ask if we asked for it with a lively faith and a pure heart.
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