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Source: Bulletin of the Catholic Laymen

Our Divine Savior, it is true, left all the splendors of Heaven. He became man in order that He, Who is life itself, might die to save us. He endured all the fury and barbarity of His enemies; He was torn, bleeding, abandoned by all on an infamous gibbet. Assuredly, this was too much, but it was not enough for His love to us. Hence it is that we behold Him in the Mass - this same God, again become a victim, giving Himself to us in perpetual sacrifice, in order thereby to apply forever to the souls of men the merits of His life and death.

What can we say - what can we do while contemplating these prodigies, save to humble ourselves with the angels, in endless adoration, thanksgiving and love!

Source: The Holy Mass: the Sacrifice for the living and the dead, the clean oblation offered up among the nations from the rising to the setting of the sun, Fr. Michael Muller 1881.

Bishops Are Free To Speak About Politics

You cannot be Catholic and a Democrat

Our Lady, Mother of Sorrows pray for Priests, your special sons. Strengthen their faith and love of Jesus in the Most Blessed Sacrament, so that they may turn to Him for the grace they need to live a life faithful to their calling. Bring comfort, consolation and courage to those who are suffering under the weight of the Cross. Give them the love of your Son and zeal for the honor and glory of God, and the salvation of souls. Amen

Source: CAPG

I sat in the school of sorrow, 
The Master was teaching there; 
But my eyes were dim with weeping, 
And my heart was full of care. 

Instead of looking upward, 
And seeing His face Divine 
So full of the tenderest pity 
For weary hearts like mine. 

I only thought of the burdens, 
The cross that before me lay, 
So hard and heavy to carry 
That it darkened the light of day. 

So, I could not learn my lesson, 
And say, Thy will be done; 
And the Master came not near me 
As the weary hours went on. 

At last in my weary sorrow, 
I looked from the cross above, 
And I saw the Master watching 
With a glance of tender love. 

He turned to the cross before me, 
And I thought I heard Him say: 
"My child, thou must bear thy burden 
And learn thy task to-day. 

I may not tell the reason, 
' Tis enough for thee to know 
That I, the Master, am teaching, 
And give this cup of woe." 

So I stooped to that weary sorrow; 
One look at that face Divine 
Had given me power to trust Him, 
And say, " Thy will, not mine." 

And thus I learnt my lesson,
Taught by the Master alone; 
He only knows the tears I shed, 
But He has wept His own. 

And from them comes a brightness 
Straight from the Home above, 
Where the School Life will be ended, 
And the cross will show the love. 

Breathe not his honored name,

Silently keep it.

Hushed be the saddening theme,

In secrecy weep it.

Call not a warmer flow

To eyes that are aching:

Wake not a deeper throe

In hearts that are breaking.

Oh! “tis a placid rest;

Who could deplore it?

Trance of the pure and blest,

Angels watch o’er it!

Sleep of his mortal night,

Sorrow can’t break it;

Heaven’s own morning light

Alone shall awake it.

Noble thy course is run;

Splendour is round it.

Bravely thy fight is won,

Freedom hath crowned it

In the high warfare

Of heaven grown hoary,

Thou art gone like the summer sun,

Shrouded in glory.

Twine, twine the victor’s wreath,

Spirits that meet him!

Sweet songs of triumph breather,

Seraphs that greet him!

From his high resting-place

Who shall him sever?

With his God, face to face,

Leave him forever.

Source: Messenger of the Sacred Heart, 1891.

Fr. Tighe holding the Curé d'Ars' Heart, St. Joseph Catholic Church, May 2020.

O God, Thou didst raise Thy servant, Father Philip Tighe, to the sacred priesthood of Jesus Christ, according to the Order of Melchizedek, giving him the sublime power to offer the Eternal Sacrifice, to bring the Body and Blood of Thy Son Jesus Christ down upon the altar, and to absolve the sins of men in Thine own Holy Name. We beseech Thee to reward his faithfulness and to forget his faults, admitting him speedily into Thy Holy Presence, there to enjoy forever the recompense of his labors.This we ask through Jesus Christ Thy Son, our Lord. Amen.

Source: CAPG