Dear Parishioners, the Catechumens (non-baptized) and Candidates of the OCIA (Order of Christian Initiation of Adults) are on their final approach to receiving the Sacraments of full initiation this Easter Vigil. The little flock has prepared well. We have been meeting for over a year, going through the Catechism and answering questions. They are ready to be presented to the bishop for the Rite of Election (Enrollment of Names) this Sunday afternoon at the Cathedral. At the 10 am Mass this Sunday, we will be doing the Rite of Sending where our Catechumens and Candidates will be sent from our community.
Being a local priest serving in a rural parish in Malawi has enriched my experience as a pastor but has also exposed me to another reality, which is a threat to human development. I have been at St. Peter’s Parish in the Diocese of Mangochi since September 2024 and every day, every week, I see women and girls walking long distances to fetch water for domestic use. Most of them are drinking unsafe water from Luwesa River.
Dear Parishioners, the holy Forty Days of Lent begins this Wednesday. Holy because they prepare us for the mystery of mysteries, that of the sacrifice of God on the cross. The mystery is ours; we are the actors in it...We are not mere spectators. We take part in the drama; it is ours and it is our life it decides. Click for more...
Dear Parishioners,
We are pilgrims of hope. What that means is no matter what the sins or obstacles of the past or present, there is always a future, there is always hope. And that future is bright and good because we trust in a good and loving God. St. Thomas said, “if an angel should come from God to tell us: ‘God no longer loves you; hence do not confide in him,’ we must not believe him...”
I received the sacraments of baptism, first communion, and confirmation on April 19, 1992. I was 27 years old. Prior to joining my RCIA cohort, I had no religious background. My parents didn’t take my brother and I to church. My parents reasoned that my brother and I could choose for ourselves when we were grown.
When my dad died in my senior year of high school, I really wished they would have made a different decision.