Today I received an email from my church announcing the death of a priest who has been serving our parish. He was retired, but was present quite a bit recently as we are without a pastor right now. My parents and I were very surprised as he was there at Mass a couple of weeks ago. We knew his health wasn’t perfect, but there was no indication that he was near death, so we are not sure what happened. We talked about how we would miss seeing him. We loved his homilies. Many times, he would invite us to close our eyes and use our imagination as he guided us through a meditation. Sometimes, his homilies consisted of only a few, powerful, thought-provoking lines. His words always gave us food for reflection and discussion. A couple of times, he would start the “Hallelujah Chorus” and the congregation would join in. The last time we heard this, he completed the song with the longest lasting “Hal-le . . . lu . . . . jah . . . . . . . . . . ” that I have ever heard. I also had the opportunity to see him for the Sacrament of Reconciliation. His soft-spoken, kind, calm, holy demeanor brought me such peace. He will be missed by us and by many. I suppose now his Hallelujah has reached perfection as he sings in the company of the angels and saints and in the presence of God Himself.
I Found God today remembering a beloved priest.