May 3rd 2020

On the first of May, summer officially begins in Ireland. And in centuries-old fashion, it's also the time that many people in Wexford will gather their painted egg shells, ribbons and bunches of flowers and decorate their May Bush. The May Bush tradition is not just a Wexford tradition and is found in other counties in Leinster, East Munster and Ulster, with variants in Connaught; The May Bush is a piece of whitethorn or 'skeagh' erected on the eve of May day, and
in some places in north-east Wexford, the May Bush was burned that very nigh, following the tradition that stretches back in time and gives the month of May its Irish name, Bealtaine, meaning bright light or bright fire. And amazingly along the rural Cape Shore in Newfoundland, some families will erect a May Bush using a pine tree.
MARY'S MONTH (St. Martin Magazine)
The month of May is set aside by the Church for special devotion and exercises in honour of the Mother of God.
This custom originated in Northern Italy in the early nineteenth century.There, May being the month of the Roses, the altars were always decked with these flowers.
This brings to mind the title 'Mystical Rose' and the devotion to the Rosary. In Ireland there has always been a strong devotion to Our Lady as Mother of God; Ar Mhathair Mhic De. As Canon Sheehan has written: 'Somehow the fragrance and beauty of these May evenings hang around us, as incense around a dimly lighted Church and often cling around a soul where faith and holiness have been banished'
O Mary we crown thee with blossoms today!
Queen of the Angels and Queen of the May.
In our Parish we will miss gathering at the Grotto at Knockreigh to recite the Rosary each week night for the month of May.
Local woman Gemma Delaney will feature in an RTE documentary next Thursday night May 7th at 9.30pm after the 9pm news on RTE 1. The documentary is about people from different walks of life and how they are working and coping with Covid 19. Gemma is a mature student in her final year at Carlow I.T. doing TV & Media Studies and working part time in a local nursing home.
RTE sent her a camera by courier to film her daily routine, as she goes about helping clients to do face time with their families and loved ones. Some of the Staff & Clients are interviewed and tell the way Covid 19 is affecting their day to day living. Gemma hopes to do this for a living in the future, and is delighted by this opportunity from RTE to be involved in the making of this documentary. We wish her every success in the future.
The Programme is: 'May Day - 24 hours in Ireland's Lockdown'
On March 3rd 1853, anguished by the ravages of civil war, Abraham Lincoln declared a Proclamation Appointing a
Nat ional Fast Day. 'Whereas it is the duty of nations as well as men to own their dependence upon the overruling power of God, to confess their sins and transgressions, in humble sorrow, yet with assured hope that genuine repentance will lead to mercy and pardon; and to recognise the sublime
Truth announced in the Holy Scriptures and proven by all history, that those nations only are blessed whose God is the Lord… We have been the recipients of the choicest bounties of heaven. We have been preserved these many years in peace and prosperity; we have grown in numbers, wealth and power as no other nation has ever grown. But we have forgotten God. We have forgotten the gracious hand which preserved us in peace, and multiplied and enriched and strengthened us; and we have vainly imagined, in the deceitfulness of our hearts, that all these blessings were produced by some superior wisdom and virtue of our own. Intoxicated with unbroken success, we have become too self-sufficient to feel the necessity of redeeming and preserving grace, too proud to pray to God that made us!
It behoves us then to humble ourselves before the offended Power, to confess our national sins, and to pray for clemency and forgiveness' God warned Israel: 'When … your silver and your gold are multiplied, and all that you have is multiplied…you shall remember the Lord your God, for it is He who gives you power to get wealth, that He may establish his covenant…' (Deuteronomy 8:13,18 NKJV)
Today, let's remember that! (UCB Word For Today)
We send congratulations and best wishes to Maisie Colfer, The Leap who celebrated her 90th birthday last weekend.
Wishing Maisie many more years of good health and happiness.
Prayer intention for evangelisation: For Deacons
We pray that deacons, faithful in their service to the Word and the poor, may be an invigorating symbol for the entire Church.
Free service will see books delivered to those self-isolating or cocooning at home. A Free Service has been launched by Wexford Library, your books or other items are delivered to your door. To avail of this service please contact the Wexford Community Call Help line on 053 9196000
Fr. Robert will continue to offer Anniversary Masses each weekend, which were arranged before the Covid 19 outbreak and close of Church ceremonies.
Wexford Independent, 13th April 1872
On Wednesday, our popular townsman, Mr. Patrick O'Connor, Builder, at the request of Rev J. Doyle, the esteemed clergyman of the parish, went to Adamstown for the purpose of inspecting the Catholic Church with regard to giving a plan and specifications for its repair. In consequence of the Church being ceiled the state of the roof could not be properly observed from the ground. Mr. O'Connor accompanied by his brother, Mr. Richard O'Connor, ascended outside for the purpose of minutely inspecting it. After being outside for some time he found the tower to be unsafe owing to the materials used in the construction of it being bad. In consequence of the heavy wet weather for some time past, the bricks, which were originally of a soft description, and the timber got water-soaked and rotted. Mr. O'Connor immediately descended, believing it dangerous to remain any longer, and he informed Rev. Fr. Doyle, Mr. Downes and others of the state of the building and while in the act of doing so a large portion of the tower fell carrying away a portion of the roof and the organ gallery etc. We congratulate Mr. O'Connor on his miraculous escape as well as on the keenness of his perception in discovering the unsafe state of the building and hope that he may be spared for many years and may never meet with an accident while in the discharge of his business.
ST PHILIP NERI - Feast Day May 26th
One of the many stories told about Philip Neri, concerns his tireless efforts to raise funds for needy street children. He often begged alms for them from his wealthy friends and acquaintances. On one occasion, he yet again approached a friend with his hand outstretched, asking for a few coins:
" How about some help for the children?" The man had had enough of this by now and slapped him hard across the face. Philip, recovering quickly, put out his hand again and said: "That was for me. Now how about something for the children?".
Philip died May 25th 1595 and was canonized in 1622.
(Frank Conlisk - Africa - May 2020)
Often in her diary, St. Faustina records bright lights either emanating from the Divine Mercy image or from the Merciful Lord as he is portrayed in the image when he appears to her and these rays extended outwards: "These two rays issued forth from the very depths of my tender mercy when My agonized Heart was opened by a lance on the Cross. Blessed is the one who will dwell in their shelter, for the just hand of God will not lay hold of him" (Diary, 299)
"I promise that the soul that will venerate his image will not perish". I also promise victory over enemies already here on earth, especially at the hour of my death. I myself will defend it as My own glory" (Diary 48) "See our Saviour is coming to us, Robed in white as our High Priest, See his hand raised up to bless us, granting mercy on his Feast. "Let us approach the throne of grace with confidence, so that we may receive mercy and find grace to help us in our time of need" (Heb 4:6) Divine Mercy image in Church Porch.
The Welsh entertainer and singer Max Boyce wrote this poem as a tribute to all who work in the NHS and many of those workers are Irish or families of Irish emigrants.
Last night as I lay sleeping, when dreams came fast to me
I dreamed I saw Jerusalem, beside a tide less sea
And one dream I'll remember, as the stars began to fall
Was Banksy painting Alun Wyn on my neighbour's garage wall
And dreams like that sustain me, till the darkest times have past
And chase away the shadow, no caring night should cast.
But times like this can shine a light, as hardship often can.
To see the best in people, and the good there is in man.
And I remember Swansea, with nobody about,
When the shops closed like Sunday
And just the tide went out.
And I remember Mumbles, with the harbour in its keep,
And the little boats at anchor, that fish the waters deep.
And I heard the sea birds calling, as the gulls all wheeled about.
But all the town was sleeping now,
And just the tide went out.
And when these days are over, and memories remain
When children painted rainbows, and the sun shone through the rain.
And the thought of all the nurses, who stretchered all the pain
And I hope the carers never see, a time like this again.
And I prayed last week for Boris, who knocked on heaven's door,
And I thought of voting Tory, which I've never done before.
And though the sun is shining now, I've no immediate plans.
So I'll write a book on 'Staying In'
And 'Ways To Wash Your Hands'
And now more days of lockdown, three weeks of staying in.
And I'm running out of vodka, so I've started on the gin.
And my neighbours are complaining
I've heard them scream and shout.
At the sounds the bins are making, when I take the empties out.
And when all this is over and our fragile world survives.
I hope that God is caring now for the ones that gave their lives.
And I'll pray we'll find an answer, for my faith is cast in doubt.
And God draws back the heavens, and all the stars come out.
And I'll remember mornings with nobody about.
When the shops are closed like Sunday,
And just the tide went out.
Flamingos are not born pink; the colour comes from algae they feed on.
THOUGHT FOR THE WEEK (Emily Dickinson)
'If I can stop one heart from breaking, I shall not live in vain; if I can ease one life the aching, or cool one pain, or help one fainting robin unto his nest again, I shall not live in vain.