June 30, 2019 – Thoughts by Rev Kev

Give me your tired, your poor, your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,
The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.
Send these, the homeless, tempest-tossed to me,
I lift my lamp beside the golden door!

I invited each of us to ponder on these words from Emma Lazarus’s poem, the one mounted in the pedestal of the Statue of Liberty. Think, remember, pray and discuss the many members of our family who came to America for Freedom.

Do we not hear similar words from Jesus in Matthew’s gospel, come to me, all you who labor and are burdened.

When we have dreams and hopes do you let your fears that you may have or those differences hold you back from being open to the loving Arms of the Blessed Mother, the Light of Christ and the many ways the Church is there for you ? Rather every day is an Independence Day as we look to the light of the lamp lifted and aglow beside the Golden Doors of our Tabernacles and above the doors of our Confessional. We come in our tiredness, our poverty, our wretchedness, longing for a home, yearning to breathe freely and finding that we can just as our Forefathers who came to America.

Enjoy these days that our nation celebrates with fireworks, picnics, parades and time off of work to be together!

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