The first Sunday of Lent

02-26-2012Pastor's LetterFather Tim Christy

Dear Parish Family:

Today is the First Sunday of Lent.  Jesus goes into the dessert, He is confronted with the temptations of the Evil One, from the flesh and the allurements of the world.  He is facing the same temptations that we all face in our earthly journey here below.

We are meant by our baptismal call to be leaven in the bread, to be a city set on a hill, to be light and salt.  We may feel not up to the task.  We may feel weak in the face such a vocation.  This is where we must have the confidence that comes from knowing that God has specifically chosen each of us.  He can accomplish heroic things in us, if we surrender and submit to the joyful walk of discipleship.


Star of Wonder, Star of night, Star with Royal beauty bright

01-08-2012Pastor's LetterFather Tim Christy

Dear Parish Family: 

This week end we celebrate the great Solemnity of the Epiphany of Our Lord.  This is one of those ancient liturgical feast days that focus attention on the Christmas mystery of the “Word becoming flesh, and dwelling among us.”  However, the emphasis is not on the birth of the Savior, but rather the “revelation” of God in the flesh to the Magi or the Three Kings.  The Magi represent the nations of the world, who come in search of ultimate wisdom, who come seeking the “newborn king.”  They desire to worship the true king and abandon the relative powers of this world.  The wise still seek Him!  The persevering qualities of the Magi need to inspire us to set out to find ultimate truth in all ways to live our lives in this passing and changeable world.  During this Christmas season let us ask to be re-invigorated to respond to a deep relationship with “The Word made Flesh.”


Heaven Rejoices When Souls in Purgatory Are Set Free!

10-31-2010Pastor's LetterFather Tim Christy

Dear Parish Family,

LATE OCTOBER 14TH the entire world gave a collective exhale. The last of the 33 Chilean miners was raised from the depths of the earth into the fresh night air, enveloped by the sweet sound of gathered thousands cheering in jubilation at the triumph of the human spirit! 69 days earlier in the heart of the Chilean dessert, 7,000 tons of rock collapsed, entombing the men in isolation nearly half a mile below the earth’s surface. “Los 33”, as they are now popularly known, spent 17 arduous days in darkness, before the world above even had a clue they were still alive. Even the most optimistic held out little hope that this would end well.

After nearly ten weeks of entombment the eyes of the world watched with amazement, joy and solidarity as the miners were raised to the earth’s surface. The anticipation of family and friends, loved ones and committed countrymen was palpable. It was as though the human race was being explicitly instructed on the limitless capability of the human spirit. Every few minutes another miner was released into the fresh air amidst an eruption of cheers and applause. Instinctively, nearly every miner fell to his knees, some sobbing, others sober and silent, but each man obviously praying; connecting his heart to the Lord of the universe in an unmistakable public gesture of thanksgiving. The moment was magical, but more to the point it was mystical. The supernatural was breaking into the natural. Even the most callous and unbelieving of human hearts had to be touched and softened witnessing each man, with his own family and personal story, his own gifts and talents, arising out of the depths of the earth: Alive!

May my footsteps be firm in keeping your commands

09-20-2009Pastor's LetterFather Tim Christy

Dear Parish Family:

Driving recently I saw in the evening sunlight a roadside stand announcing “Fresh Produce.” Under the sign were neatly arranged stacks of corn, tomatoes, cucumbers and jars of what looked like jelly. It was a bountiful sight that naturally drew me to want to stop and buy some of this fruit of the land and work of human hands! Although I wound up not stopping to buy, nonetheless the glowing, colorful sight did bring my mind to active and fruitful reflection. I considered all the hard work that went into getting those vegetables to gleam in the evening light. It was satisfying to think of the planting, cultivating, fertilizing, weeding and debugging that must have taken place. I imagined all the rain we had this summer making its way into every root, up every stock and stem, through every branch and nourishing each growing fruit and vegetable. The purpose of each seed had now come to its reason for being and radiated its beauty in this bountiful harvest.

The earth is a reflection of God’s creative process. The truth is that God never creates anything without purpose, without a plan. Nothing in God’s creation is random, haphazard or chaotic. There is no doubt that God is a God of harmony and reason. This insight comforts me. I want my own life, my relationships, my parish and community to reflect the order and unity God intended. What dawns on me as I write to you about the beginning of the fall season is that we all must be periodically reminded of our purpose and reason for being. We must take stock of where we are, and determine if we’re headed in the right direction, toward our ultimate eternal goal.