April 19th 2020

OUR CROSS (Saint Martin Magazine)
A young man was at the end of his road, seeing no way out, he dropped to his knees in prayer. "Lord, I can't go on," he said. "I have too heavy a cross to bear." The Lord replied,
"My son, if you can't bear its weight, just place your cross inside this room. Then, open that other door and pick out any cross you wish." The man was filled with relief and said, "Thank you Lord," and he did as he was told.
Upon entering the other room, he saw many crosses; some so large the tops were not visible. Then, he spotted a tiny cross leaning against a far wall. "I'd like that one, Lord," he whispered. The Lord replied, "My son that is the cross you just brought in."
When life's problems seem overwhelming,
it helps to look around and see what
other people are coping with. You may consider yourself far more fortunate than you imagined.
During the current Coronavirus pandemic, food parcels are available from Raheen Family Resource Centre for anyone who is in need of them. This is a free and confidential service. For further information contact 051 442888 or
089 2431750.
This Sunday 19th April is Divine Mercy Sunday.
Picture of the Divine Mercy will be enthroned before the Altar. Bow and Pray. Please do not touch.
Divine Mercy Chaplet Prayer Leaflets available in the Porch of the Church.
This prison had no gates. It didn't need them. You could call it an open prison. Nor was it even a building in the proper sense. "Where's t he catch?" I hear you say. The catch is that it was dug out of solid rock, and the opening was at the top, twenty feet above the reach of the tallest man. Through that narrow hole the prisoner was lowered by a rope into the dark and squalid interior. If the very thought of it is terrible, and the sight of it makes your flesh creep, there can be no words to describe the experience of being imprisoned there.
Today you can enter the prison by a staircase. But why, you ask, would anyone want to go there? Why? Because it was the prison where Jesus was held the night before his execution. Inside that dark pit today (there are lights now) you can read on the wall the words of Psalm 87. Never was a psalm more appropriate to a place. Jesus, who certainly knew all the psalms by heart, must have prayed that psalm over and over on that terrible night. Earlier in the evening all his friends had fled; and in the courtyard just above, Peter had denied all knowledge of him. He was alone in the dark and condemned to crucifixion.
Please read Psalm 87 -
Read every Friday in Night Prayer of the Church.
The Meals on Wheels service is available from Raheen Family Resource Centre every Tuesday. If you or anyone you know would like to avail of this service please contact 051 442888 or 089 2431750.
Our deepest sympathy to Ellie Walsh & Kathleen Rochford Joan & Mary and all the family on the death of their sister
Phyllis Bernie,(nee Whelan, Tomgarrow, Adamstown) and Donaghmede, Dublin on Thursday last. Sympathy also to her husband Pat, daughters & son and all the family.
Family funeral Mass and burial took place in Dublin on Saturday 18th April. May her gentle soul rest in peace.
REFLECTION (Diocesan Pastoral Council)
Ludwig Van Beethoven was an accomplished pianist at 10, a professional organist at 11 and had composed and published at 13 and a member of the royal court musical staff at 14. While most boys in his neighbourhood, along the Rhine river, were blond and fair-skinned, Ludwig was a dark haired, swarthy-complexion, pockmarked boy and so endured taunts and name-calling. His alcoholic father decided Ludwig would support him, so he made him a slave to the keyboard. Beethoven couldn't recall a single moment of childhood happiness. In his 20's he encountered another more insidious enemy deafness. When he could no longer play publicly he put all his energies into composing. His years of deafness were his most prolific. Nearing his death
and recognising that the world had never fully understood or appreciated him and his music, he said with a smile, 'I shall hear in heaven'. When life knocks you down, don't stay down, bounce back. Everyone stumbles or gets knocked off
their feet sometime …. like with Covid-19. The winners keep getting back up. That is what St. Paul meant when the said 'In all these things we are more than conquerors' If you PRAY and look hard enough, you will find the seed of good in every adversity (Genesis 50:20) Let us have hope as we pray in this unprecedented time. Keep Safe!
On June 10th, 1940 when Hitler seemed victorious, Mussolini entered the war on his side, and at once began air raids on Malta, the key to the Mediterranean. All the island had for fighter defence were three obsolete Gladiator bi-planes that had been left behind by an aircraft-carrier.
Six flying-boat pilots volunteered to man them, and for a long time they defended the island against the whole Italian air force. The Maltese christened the three Gladiators, Faith, Hope and Charity. Later they were joined by Hurricanes and Spitfires and the situation became easier. Hope and Charity were destroyed, but Faith survived, and was presented to the Maltese people and now occupies a place of honour in the Royal Palace of Valetta.
The war story of Malta is told by Kenneth Poolman in his book Faith, Hope and Charity.
In 1933 the Wexford VEC came under strong pressure from local people, including influential Mrs Murphy, Knockreigh House to provide courses in Domestic economy for both day and night students in Adamstown. Since 1931 Night classes in Irish had been taught in a small building rented from Michael Fortune. Work was carried out on this building to make it suitable for Domestic Economy classes; the VEC installed a range, suitable utensils, crockery etc, as well as a portable lavatory at a cost of two pounds seven shillings and six pence. In Sept 1933 the first day school in Adamstown conducted under the jurisdiction of Co. Wexford Voc Educational Committee began when Miss Catherine Power (later Mrs Catherine Fortune) began to teach a course in Domestic Economy that also included Household Accounts, English and Irish. The project was an immediate success, within 2 months two hours of extra Irish instruction was added. Sanction was given for a course in Woodwork. and the possibility of moving the centre to the larger Guard's Barracks in the village was investigated. Near the end of 1933 Mr. Wilmot, Chief Executive of VEC proposed to make a start at erecting permanent schools in rural areas. He suggested that they should provide single-sex schools only.
Support gained momentum in 1934 and the VEC decided to take a leap into the unknown to build a new school at Adamstown & Kilmuckridge. In June 1934 Michael Fortune offered them a half-acre site in the village for seventy-five pounds. The committee decided the price was too high. After advertising for a suitable site in Adamstown and receiving no other offers, Michael Fortune offered a half-acre site for thirty-five pounds, clear of Land Commission Annuity etc. or twenty-five pounds subject to such annuit as may be apportioned to the site by the Land Commission. The offer of the site for thirty-five pounds was accepted. The estimated cost would be £1200 and Wexford Co. Council proposed to raise a sum of £3,500 by loan over 35 years for the purpose both schools. Building work began in Nov 1935 with the lowest tender of £1,486-1-6 from John Bolger, Blackwater being accepted. According to folk memory Bill McGee, Coolnaree, Matty Doyle, Blackhall, Jem Shea, Adamstown, Michael Doyle, Brocurra were some of the local men who worked on the site. The VEC decided that the new school would open on 7th Sept 1936 and made the remarkable decision that the school should cater for boys only. The key subjects on the curriculum would be Rural Science, this subject involved instruction in elementary botany, zoology, biology, elementary physics and chemistry with practical demonstration and experiments in both classroom and school garden. In July the committee changed their minds and agreed that girls could also attend. In a strange omission, no provision was made for the toilet facilities at the school. One week before classes were due to begin, the VEC agreed to provide out-office facilities and spend 5-0-0 on a temporary lavatory. Mr. Sean Little was appointed Acting Head Teacher and the school opened on Mon 7th Sept 1936 with 33 students enrolled for day classes and night classes being oversubscribed. Michael Lawlor was appointed caretaker on a wage of £1 per week. Classes were held six nights per week and Michael was working from 9am - 10pm each day.
Night classes flourished until succumbing to the emigration of the 1950's. Brendan McInerney, a native of Co.Clare played a crucial role in keeping the school open during the dark days of World War 2, even purchasing books and class material with his own money.
The school became the hub of social activities, hosting club meetings, drama etc. as well as popular ceilidhe dances in the Woodwork room on Sunday nights. Tommy Carey became teacher in charge in 1945 and he retired in 1973. Enrolments began to grow in the early sixties when free education and free transport were introduced later in the decade, so new classrooms had to be provided. (Extracts from Pat O'Reilly, Camross, from
Colaiste Abbáin Book on new school opening 2017)
TODAY I SAW A NURSE (Sunday World Newspaper)
Today I saw a nurse,
Dressed head to toe in blue
A mask, a gown, some gloves
Fearlessly working for me and you.
She moved from bed to bed
Tirelessly doing all her checks
But even in the midst of chaos
Her kind words to me have great effect.
She said: I'm here beside you,
Please do not despair,
This really helped to calm me down
As my lungs gasped for air.
No visitors can come to me,
No flowers will pass my door.
While the virus I am fighting
makes my chest, and head feel sore.
Yet there is my little angel
Walking around the room,
Looking after us all
And fighting off our gloom.
I watched her hold a patient's hand
And guide them to the light
These nurses truly understand
They're full of courage and might.
After someone passes
She softly hides her cries
Then takes a little moment
To mourn for those who've died.
Today I saw a nurse
A hero, an angel, a friend
A really special person
From the beginning to the end.
Today I saw a nurse
She stayed a while beside me
To help me fight this awful curse
That somehow came to find me.
I thought of all my family
And those that I so love
Then I felt her hand touch mine
Through a blue powdered glove.
Today I saw a nurse
She was there at the very end
I felt the love pour from her
As she held me like a friend.
So do not worry friends and family
Stay safe at home and fight
For today I saw a nurse.
She was my shining light. (Anon)
People survive in the care of one another.