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The Reverend Roland C. Cloutier Welcomes You to All Saints Catholic Church
All Saints Parish in Somersville, Connecticut is committed as a faith-filled community to meet the spiritual and temporal needs of those we encounter in all ministries of our faith. Through prayer, sacramental life and works of charity, in love and obedience to God, the Lord of all life. All Saints stands ready to proclaim the Good News in word, sacrament, and service to all.
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TWENTY-FIRST SUNDAY IN ORDINARY TIME
The name Peter is significant. It comes from a word that means “rock.” When Jesus gives this name to Simon, he is identifying this chosen apostle as a foundation upon which his church will stand. In establishing Peter as the first pope, Jesus puts a structure in place that has proven to be brilliant. Because it is built on a firm foundation, his church has been able to persevere for millennia through schisms, wars, scandals, and the sin in its all-too-human members. Jesus must have been thinking of all future Christians when he established the papacy. Today, our Holy Father continues the mission given to Peter to care for us, as reminder of the loving concern of Christ for his church.
O God, mercifully look upon Your servant, Pope Francis. We ask that you help him edify, both by word and example, those over whom he has charge, that he may reach everlasting life together with the flock entrusted to him. Amen.
Have you ever asked a child how old they are? When you do you usually get the three and a half, seven and a half, or almost sixteen. The very young just want to grow old quickly so that they can catch up with their older brothers and sisters. The mid-teens can’t wait to be sixteen so they can go get their driving permits and, as soon as possible, their driving licenses. The young are always in a hurry to grow up. They seem to think that if they can just “grow up” they will have more freedom and be able to do everything on their own.
However, as they grow up they are surprised with responsibilities that they do not always take to well. How could this happen! They have to make their beds, wash their own clothes, take out the garbage, they have to fill the dishwasher (and empty it), they have to do their own homework. They survive even though they proclaim they are over-burdened by their anxious parents who they believe have never been children.
Ask the old their age and they never add a couple of months or even an extra day. The days they have are enough. Ever hear someone say ‘I’m eighty one and a half’? Never! We (I have to start including myself in this category) older folk are quite satisfied with what we have lived and don’t need to augment it.
“It’s paradoxical that the idea of living a long life appeals to everyone, but the idea of getting old doesn’t appeal to anyone.” Andy Rooney
Seventy-four (74) years ago, around 5:30pm a child was born to Armand and Irene Cloutier. That would be me. I was the tie breaker. I followed three sisters and three brothers. The sisters wanted another sister. They had had enough of the three brothers. And there I was, unable to take part in this rivalry, but very much in the center of it. I am told (by my sisters) that it actually only took a few minutes till they came around to making me feel welcomed in the family. I have to take their word for it. I frankly don’t remember.
A few weeks ago I was talking to some newly ordained priests and recalling for them the day of my own ordination. It is such a wonder to me that I have already been ordained forty-eight (48) years. As I look back on those years I cannot, at times, believe that that many years have already passed me by since my ordination. But today on the anniversary of my birth it is another wonder that that many years have passed me by.
I spent six leisurely years at home, twenty years in educational pursuits, forty-eight years in the ministry of the Church, and here I am. Where did all those years go?
“When I was younger, I could remember anything whether it had happened or not; but my faculties are decaying now and I shall be so I cannot remember any but the things that never happened. It is sad to go to pieces like this but we all have to do it” Mark Twain
I’m glad we don’t count age like many Asian countries do. They mark your first birthday on the day of your birth. So you are one on the day you are born. 365 days later you become two. That would mean that I am already 75 which in the scheme of things could work to my advantage since I am looking forward to my retirement which will commence whey I turn 75 (by an American calendar).
As many of you already know, the Canon Law of the Church makes it is mandatory for us to hand in our retirement papers when we turn 75. I can then request an appointment for another year which the Bishop usually grants unless there are unusual circumstances. I do plan to stay on till my 50th anniversary of ordination which will occur on May 19, 2016.
Looking forward till I “grow up” to my 50th anniversary seems like a long, long time but then I look back at 48 years and wonder where did all those years go and how could that many years have passed me by in so short a time!
“That man never grows old who keeps a child in his heart. A healthy old fellow, who is not a fool, is the happiest creature living” Sir Richard Steele, Eng. Essayist
And so tonight I shall enjoy dinner with friends and reminisce on the gift of life, health, family and friends, priesthood and a glut of material things with which the Lord has gifted me. I will toast the 74 years and humbly ask the Lord for many more.
“The afternoon knows what the morning never suspected.” Robert Frost
~ Fr. Roland ~
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