They were all priests. They worked tirelessly and often without any thanks, taking care of the poor, the sick, the weary, instructing the faithful with moving homilies, spending long hours in the confessional, and writing on the teachings of our Lord. Oh, they wanted to bring as many souls to heaven as they could. And today, I see the same devotion in so many of the priests I've gotten to know. So here is an old prayer for all our priests.
O Jesus, Eternal Priest, keep Thy servants within the shelter of Thy Sacred Heart, where none may harm them. Keep unstained their anointed hands, which daily touch Thy Sacred Body. Keep unsullied their lips, purpled with Thy Precious Blood. Keep pure and unearthly their hearts, sealed with the sublime mark of Thy glorious Priesthood. Let Thy holy love surround them and shield them from the world's contagion. Bless their labors with abundant fruit, and may the souls to whom they minister be here below their joy and consolation, and in Heaven their beautiful and everlasting crown. Amen.
While we were in Oak Harbor, we had a chance to go to Mass twice at St. Augustine Catholic Church. Four years ago, they were remodeling. Look how beautiful it is now! A perfect space to give thanks and praise for all God's creation.
Deception Pass -- I want to write a book with this title :) Alas, I am no thriller writer. But I should be able to concoct a story about deception given the times we live in, no?