This week I have asked Fr. Shibi to write about the devastation caused by floods in the part of India he is from. If Fr. Shibi and Fr. Jobin were not here they would be in the pictures that accompany this article. They would be with their brother priests walking through the flood waters to rescue their people. Next weekend (September 1st & 2nd), we will have a second collection after Communion to help the victims of this natural tragedy. Lives have been lost, houses destroyed, and roads wiped out. We pray for the victims and have the opportunity to help financially. Fr. Shibi and Fr. Jobin are a gift to us and to their people.READ MORE
In place of this week's pastor's column, we have a tribute to Fr. Harold Noviello.
In many ways, Fr. Harold Noviello’s life was quite typical for someone raised in Smithtown. He attended St. Patrick School and St. Anthony’s High School, followed by C.W. Post College. He then pursued a successful career in accounting. Life was not without its challenges - in Fr. Noviello’s case, serious health issues. But along the way, there were signs pointing in a different direction and a heart receptive enough to respond.READ MORE
Life is far more than existence. Just because we are a living breathing being does not mean we are fully alive. The fullness of life comes from loving and being loved. That is so basic. Without people to love us and care for us, without people we can love and care for, life is dull, empty, boring, and pretty much meaningless. On July 25th our Bishop John Barres issued a pastoral letter commemorating the 50th anniversary Pope Paul VI’s encyclical letter Humanae Vitae (Of Human Life).READ MORE
This week's column was written by Associate Pastor Fr. Sean Magaldi.
The thought of becoming a priest was undoubtedly a daunting one. It was hard enough telling family and friends, but the idea of telling a stranger was slightly terrifying. I remember going to an event with my brother knowing that small talk was inevitable. As a result, I began to think about what I was going to say when they asked me what do I do. I figured I could say school, and hope they didn’t ask me what I was studying. When we arrived, we began talking to a group of people. The self-fulfilling prophecy came true, and someone asked, “So what do you do?” My brother, who did not miss a beat, answered, “He’s going to be a priest.” They gave the polite response, “Oh isn’t that nice.” They asked a few more polite questions like, “How long does that take?” and “Can they send you anywhere in the world?” Eventually, the conversation moved on and I felt like I could take a sigh of relief.READ MORE