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FROM A SON


FROM WOODRIDGE, ILLINOIS

This is just a short story I was reminded of when I received the calendar. It shows Father Justin, 85 years ago at the start of the rosary hour. My parents were married that year. Someone in the family had a radio, a very rare thing for that day and age, and heard Father Justin. It was something they just could not get over. So then my parents bought a radio because listening to Father Justin was the greatest thing and then family gathered at our house. I remember listening to him every Sunday afternoon as I was growing up. My father died in 1971 and my mother died in 1998 at the age of 91 and she still listened to the Father Justin Rosary Hour and supported it. I still try to support the Rosary Hour in their memory.

- Marianne Ulaszek

FAITH CAN MOVE MOUNTAINS

by ANN PERKOWSKI

A small congregation in the foothills of the Great Smokies built a new sanctuary on a piece of land willed to them by a church member. Ten days before the new church was to open, the local building inspector informed the pastor that the parking lot was inadequate for the size of the building. Until the church doubled the size of the parking lot, they would not be able to use the new sanctuary. Unfortunately, the church with its undersized lot had used every inch of their land except for the mountain against which it had been built. In order to build more parking spaces, they would have to move the mountain out of the back yard.

Undaunted, the pastor announced the next Sunday morning that he would meet that evening with all members who had "mountain moving faith". They would hold a prayer session asking God to remove the mountain from the back yard and to somehow provide enough money to have it paved and painted before the scheduled opening dedication service the following week.

At the appointed time, 24 of the congregation's 300 members assembled for prayer. They prayed for nearly three hours. At ten o'clock the pastor said the final "Amen". "We'll open next Sunday as scheduled," he assured everyone. "God has never let us down efore, and I believe he will be faithful this time too."

The next morning as he was working in his study there came a loud knock at his door. When he called "come in", a rough looking construction foreman appeared, removing his hard hat as he entered. "Excuse me, Reverend. I'm from Acme Consruction company over in the next County. We're building a huge shopping mall. We need some fill dirt. Would you be willing to sell us a chunk of that mountain behind the church? We'll pay you for the dirt we remove and pave all the exposed area free of charge, if we can have it right away. We can't do anything else until we get the dirt in and allow it to settle properly. "The little church was dedicated the next Sunday as originally planned and there were far more members with "mountain moving faith" on opening Sunday than there had been the previous week!

Would you have shown up for that prayer meeting?

Some people say faith comes from miracles.

But others know MIRACLES COME FROM FAITH!

Sometimes prayer takes on structures that are not in books; but the expression takes place in poetry or plays. Further the innocence of children acting out the tenets of faith have a gripping quality on the minds of adults. It is this that compels us to offer this play by Anna Perkowski who was a religious instruction teacher for twenty five years.Anna had the children perform this play at church and in nursing homes. She graced the Rosary Hour by sending this little play to us, mindful of the gifts she received from God.

She prefaced her play with these words:
The Story of Christmas is played and illustrated throughout the world during the days before Christmas, but the first one ever recreated about the First Christmas was done by St. Francis of Assisi in Greccio, Italy in the year 1223. St. Francis had been to the Holy Land and as the fest of Christ's birth drew near, he had the idea of making the story of Christmas more real in the minds of the shepherds and farmers who lived near his village. The holy man of Assisi gave instruction for what he wanted and the people joined in enthusiastically. Francis had his cave, and in it there was a rock ledge that he proposed to use for an altar. The peasants brought him an ox and a donkey, and someone brought a little wooden statue of the Child Jesus.

Those who have seen the grotto of the Nativity at Bethlehem and then visit Francis; cave at Greccio, are truck by the fact that Francis' cave resembles the cave in Bethlehem almost exactly. St. Francis wanted to enter into all the great mysteries of our Catholic Faith, to be as perfectly united with Christ as possible. It wasn't enough to read about the poverty of Bethlehem, he had to experience it himself to fully appreciate how the Second Person of the Blessed Trinity emptied himself to become man.

There is so much we can learn and contemplate while kneeling at the crib of the Lord. But it takes the child-like to understand how God would want to become so little and helpless that he had to flee from a mere earthly monarch. The Real Presence in the Blessed Sacrament where even his humanity is hidden. What a mystery of love. The crib, the tabernacle and the cross, the thrones upon which he chose and chooses to reign, until he comes again in glory. During St. Francis' first Nativity Play, the solemn rite of the Mass was celebrated over the crib, and the priest enjoyed an unusual consolation. St. Francis, vested as the deacon of the Mass, chanted the Gospel. He then preached to the people and said very tender things about the birth of the poor King and of little Bethlehem. When we help take part in The Nativity Play, we continue in this great tradition begun 760 years ago.

The word "Bethlehem" means House of Bread. In his wisdom, God's plan was to link Christmas to the Blessed Sacrament. From all eternity the Good God apparently planned it so. The Prophet Isaiah identifies Christ as Emmanuel. The name Emmanuel, again, has the Eucharistic meaning of "God is with us." As we kneel at the crib or take part in a Nativity Play, it is as if we are approaching Bethlehem, The Tabernacle, and The Throne of the Prince of Peace.! This play was originally written in 1962 by Anna Perkowski. I hope that it will bring you Consolation.

In Prayer,
Anna Perkowski


A NATIVITY PLAY



CHARACTERS
Mary, Joseph, Angel Gabriel, Angel Michael, Shepherds' Angel, Innkeeper, Guardian Angel, 9 shepherds, 3 Wise Men, Innkeeper, Elizabeth, Young John, Poet, Choir, Santa Claus.

PROPS: baby doll, kneeler, candle, cot lily, table, tablecloth, bread, hay, blanket, large star, stable, small bench, crib, long piece of wide white ribbon, lamb, a of fruit, white satin cloth, trumpet, canes, gifts for the Wise Men, shinny apple, record player or piano, tools, Christmas carol booklets.

SONGS: The Lord's Prayer, O Holy Night, Joy to the World, The First Noel, O Come All Ye Faithful, O Little Town of Bethlehem, Silent Night, Away in the Manger, Drummer Boy, Ave Maria.

SCENE # 1
POET: Behold a virgin shall be with child and bear a son, and shall name him Emmanuel.

(MARY IS SEEN WORKING AT A TABLE, THEN SHE GOES TO KNEEL DOWN AND PRAY. ANGEL GABRIEL APPROACHES MARY WITH A LIT CANDLE. AVE MARIA IS BEING PLAYED.)

GABRIEL: Behold the handmaid of the Lord. Hail Mary full of grace, the Lord is with thee.

MARY: I will do what God says.
(THERE IS A KNOCKING AT THE DOOR. MARY GOES TO ANSWER IT.)

Mary: Elizabeth!!!

Elizabeth:Blessed art thou among women and bless is the fruit of your womb.

SCENE #2
Poet: Joseph is a just man whom god gave as husband to the virgin Mother of God.

(JOSEPH IS WORKING WITH SOME TOOLS. HE YAWNS AND GOES TO LAY DOWN ON THE COT. ANGEL MICHEL ENTERS WITH A LILY. THE LORD'S PRAYER IS BEING PLAYED.)

Angel Michael: Do not be afraid, Joseph. Mary will have a Son. Call His name Jesus. He shall save his people from their sins.

(JOSEPH WAKES US AND PICKS UP THE LILY WHICH THE ANGEL LEFT)

Joseph: An angel came to me in my dreams. He told me about Jesus and Mary. I will go find Mary.

SCENE #3
Poet: A child is born in Bethlehem; Rejoice, rejoice Jerusalem. Our Savior in the flesh is He; Our King for all eternity.

(MARY AND JOSEPH ENTER.)

Mary: Joseph, I am very tired.

Joseph: We will find a place to sleep. I see an inn, let's go there.

(JOSEPH KNOCKS ON THE FIRST DOOR)

Innkeeper: There is no room for you here.

(JOSEPH TRIES THE NEXT DOOR)

Innkeeper: We have no room here but there is a stable on the right and you may stay there
.

(MARY AND JOSEPH FIND THE STABLE)

Joseph: Oh, Mary, I'm sorry that this is the only place.

Mary:Don't worry, Joseph. God will take care of us.

WHEN THE CHOIR BEGINS "FALL ON YOUR KNEES..., ANGEL GABRIEL, ANGEL MICHAEL, AND THE GUARDIAN ANGEL ENTER HOLDING THE BABY AND BRING IT TO MARY

CHOIR: JOY TO THE WORLD.....


SCENE #4

Poet: While shepherds watch their flocks by night, All seated on the ground, the angel of the Lord came down, And glory shone around.


(THE SHEPHERDS ARE SLEEPING A WAYS AWAY FROM THE STABLE. THE SHEPHERDS' ANGEL ENTERS WITH A LONG, WIDE, WHITE RIBBON AND STANDS NEAR THE SLEEPING SHEPHERDS)

Shepherd's Angel Gloria, Gloria, Gloria, In excelsis deo

Choir: The first Noel....

Shepherd #1: Wake up Andrew! Wake up Jacob! Wake up Peter!

Shepherd#2: Listen to the music, I think it's from heaven!

Choir: Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel, Born is the King of Israel

Shepherd #3: Hey, look at the angel.

Shepherd#4: Let's follow him!

Shepherd#5: Do you think he'll take us to the little baby?

Shepherd#6: Are you gonna bring him anything?

Shepherd#7: I will give him my love.

Shepherd#8: Do you think he likes grapes?

Shepherd#9: I'll play my trumpet for Him.

Choir: O Come All Ye Faithful


WHEN THE SHEPHERDS REACH THE CRIB, EACH ONE OFFERS HIS GIFT. THEN THEY FIND A PLACE AND STAND AROUND THE STABLE.

SCENE #5
Poet: And by the light of the same star, Three wise men came from a country far. To seek for a king with their intent, and to follow the star wherever it went.

King #2: It's right over that town of Bethlehem.

Choir O little Town of Bethlehem...


WHEN THE KINGS REACH THE CRIB, EACH ONE BOWS AND OFFERS HIS GIFT, THEN RECITES HIS LINES. WHEN THEY ARE DONE, THEY TAKE THEIR PLACE AROUND THE STABLE

King #1: We three kings come from afar. Led on by faith in heaven's star.

King #2: God, incense, and myrrh we offer they. And bending low we worship thee.

King #3: O Holy Child to you we pray. King of kings is born today.

ELIZABETH, YOUNG JOHN, AND THE INNKEEPER AND SANTA CLAUS COME AND KNEELS AT THE CRIB)

Choir: Away in a manger...

John: Dear little Jesus, so sweet and small. We ask thee for they blessing for us all!

Poet: Glory in the highest, and on earth, peace to men of good will!

Choir: Silent Night..

(THE CHOIR NOW APPROACHES THE CRIB AND KNEELS ONE BY ONE SINGING "The little Drummer Boy)

FROM PORT CHARLOTTE, FL: MRS. CLARE J. SAVA:
DEAR FR. SOKALSKI:

...When we were growing up, we always prayed the enclosed prayer before sleeping,
taught by my mother to me and three sisters and a brother. I never knew who died before
I was born and we lived in Manister, Michigan at that time. His name Aloysius, born
on December 31, 1913 and died on his birthday, December 31, 1921 of spinal menengitis.
His last birthday wish: for a picture and framed of his patron saint, Aloisius Gonzaga,
were placed on his bed and he received his First Holy Commiunion by the parish priest
of St. Joseph Church. (Our little sweet saint and angel Aloizy)

THE PRAYER:
JA GRZESZNA IDE SPAC
STRZEZ MNIE STRÓZ ANIOL DO PÓLNOCY
NAJSWIÊTSZA PANIENKA DO SWITANIA
SAM PAN JEZUS DO SKONANIA.
STRÓZU MÓJ ANIELE, TY MNIE STRZEZ NA DUSZY I CIELE.

KIEDY TY NIE SPISZ
DUSZA MOJA CZUJE
SERCE SIE RADUJE
ANIO£ MNIE STRZERZE
POTWIERDZA MNIE W MOCNEJ WIERZE.
USTAP DUCHU RZEKLETY
BO TU MIESZKA ANIOL SWIETY!
NIE MASZ CI TU NIC SPOSNEGO
ANI ZADNEJ SPROSNEJ MYSLI
BO TU WSZYSCY SWIECI PRZYSZLI.

ANTONI SWIETY Z NIEBA WYSOKIEGO
POZDROW JEZUSA ODEMNIE SAMEGO
O POWIEDZ JEMU WSZYSTKIE MYSLI MOJE
ZE KOCHAM JEZUSA NADE WZYSTKO SWOJE.
O KOCHAM I KOCHAC GO BEDE
I NIGDY NIE PRZESANE
DOPOKI SIE DO CIEBIE JEZU NIE DOSTANE
ANIELE BOZY, STROZU MOJ
TY ZAWSZE PRZY MNIE STOJ
RANO, WIECZOR, WE DNIE WNOCY
BADZ ME ZAWZE PRZY POMOCY
BRON MNIE OD WSZYSTKIEGO ZLEGO
I DOPROWADZ MNIE DO ZYWOTA WIECZNEGO, AMEN.


LITANIA DO SW. JANA PAWLA II

DO PRYWATNEGO ODMAWIANIA KYRIE ELEISON - CHRYSTE ELEISON - KYRIE ELEISON

POMOC NAM


OJCZE WSZYSTKICH LUDZI OBRONCA KOSCIOLA OBRONCO SWIATA OBRONCO ZIEMI OBRONCO RODZIN

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NAUCZYCIELU PRAWDZIWEGO SLOW BOZEGO NAUCZYCIELU DOBROCI

ZMILUJ SIE NAD NAMI

POCIESZYCIELU KALEK POCIESZYCIELU BIEDNYCH POCIESZYCIELU WIEZNIÓW POCIESZYCIELU CHORYCH OPIEKUNIE MLODZIEZY OPIEKUNIE OSÓB STARSZYCH OPIEKUNIE NIE NARODZONYCH OPIEKUNIE KORZENI RODZINNYCH PRZYKLADZIE WYTRWALOSCI NATURALNEJ SMIERCI

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SWIADKU WOJEN SWIADKU TRAGEDII SWIADKU SIEREOT

ZMILUJ SIE NAD NAMI

WIERZYCIELU MILOSIERDZIA BOZEGO ODDANY SYNU MATKI BOSKIEJ SLUGO DUCHA SWIETEGO SLUGO JEZUSA SUUGO BOGA OJCA. AMEN. ANNA PIOREK

INSPIRED LITANY TO SAINT JOHN PAUL II, FATHER OF ALL PEOPLE BY ANNA PIOREK ON GOOD FRIDAY - 3 APRIL, 2015

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