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On May 26th this year Pope Francis accepted the resignation of  Cardinal Mario Aurelio Poli as Archbishop of Buenos Aires. His successor is Bishop Jorge Ignacio Garcia Cuerva. As well as serving in the Archdiocese this is important for us Continue reading To Die So That Others May Live: The 47th Anniversary of the Five Pallottines Massacred in Argentina→

We held a Corpus Christ procession after the Saturday evening Mass. An experience that was beautiful, and joyful in ways that I would not have expected. I walked under the canopy carrying Jesus in the Blessed Sacrament and He was Continue reading Know Your Inmost Heart→

In the back garden of my home in Mervue there’s a lilac tree that was planted by my Mother and it was once tall and beautiful when in full bloom. The winter after she died a storm uprooted and knocked Continue reading THE LILAC TREE AND THE SEAGULL→

Our Founder St Vincent Pallotti writes in the first Volume of his Opere Complete {Complete Works} that all the baptised may have in the Most Holy Mary, after her Son Jesus Christ, the most perfect model of true Catholic zeal Continue reading OUR LADY QUEEN OF THE APOSTLES 2023→

Most lovingHoly Divine SpiritHere I am I am YoursAll Yours Now in this momentForever I worship YouAnd I love You And I surrender my whole lifeTo You That you may remove meFrom myself Take me out of the wayOf Your Continue reading THAT WE MAY BE TRUE (A Prayer of Consecration to the Holy Spirit)→

“Are you the Parson?” asks the old man sitting alone at the back of the church. “I don’t share your faith, but I come in here very often when it is empty, and I just sit here and feel well. Continue reading IN THE NAME OF THE KING OF KINGS→

Virgin Mary, Mother of God and our Mother. Our Lady of Luján, You oh dearest Patron of our Homeland; we come before you raising our eyes and our arms towards you… great Mother of Hope, of the poor and of Continue reading Our Lady of Lujan May 8th→

 “…the moment I saw the brilliant, proud morning shine up over the deserts of Santa Fe, something stood still in my soul, and I started to attend. There was a certain magnificence in the high-up day, a certain eagle-like royalty…”  Continue reading I STARTED TO ATTEND: Moments of Absence and Surprise→