Tuesday 4 August 2009

Feast of St John Vianney . . .

Today we celebrate the Memorial of St John Vianney, patron saint of all priests.

Once again, I would like to quote from St John Vianney himself taken from the little booklet, 'A Curé of Ars Prayer Book'

"St Bernard tells us that everything has come to us through Mary; and we may also say that everything has come to us through the priest; yes, all happiness, all graces, all heavenly gifts. If we had not the Sacrament of Holy Orders, we should not have Our Lord. Who placed Him there, in that tabernacle? It was the priest. Who was it that received your soul, on its entrance to life? The priest. Who nourishes it, to give it strength to make its pilgrimage? The priest. Who will prepare it to appear before God, by washing that soul, for the last time, in the blood of Jesus Christ? The priest - always the priest. And if that soul comes to the point of death, who will raise it up, who will restore it to calmness and peace? You cannot recall one singly blessing from God without finding, side by side with this recollection, the image of the priest."

Please pray for me and all parish priests,

Lord, we give thanks for priests who bring You to us.
We give thanks for all the graces and gifts we have received
through their ministry during our lives.
Grant us holy priests, entirely devoted to the service of souls,
in teaching the faith and ministering the Sacraments,
so that we may be led to your heavenly Kingdom.
Amen.

1 comment:

Khoi said...

Be assured of your parishioners' prayers, Fr Miceal.

I found that prayer written by Celia in the blog of St John the Evangelist Catholic Parish.

Celia said...
A PRAYER FOR PRIESTS

Keep them, I pray Thee, dearest Lord,
Keep them, for they are Thine -
Thy priests whose lives burn out before
Thy consecrated shrine.
Keep them for they are in the world
Though from the world apart,
When earthly pleasures tempt,
allure, -
Shelter them in Thy heart.
Keep them, and comfort them in hours
Of loneliness and pain
When all their life of sacrifice
For souls seems but in vain.
Keep them, and O remember Lord
They have no-one but Thee
Yet they have only human hearts
With human frailty.
Keep them as spotless as the Host
That daily, they caress -
Their every thought and word and
deed
Deign, dearest Lord, to bless.

05 August 2009 12:31