Sunday and Monday last were days of wonderful grace for me, as if the Hunter of souls had run His quarry down and so surrounded it with the toils of His love that all escape was impossible. Alas! Does he not well know how that foolish hare will break loose and escape again so soon, spoiling all the plans of the patient Hunter. Still Jesus cannot pass close to the soul without leaving some lasting impression. I cannot but feel that the light he has given me must leave its mark behind, and that I cannot be quite the same again without an awful abuse of grace.
COMMENT: Fr Doyle wrote these words in his diary 101 years ago today, on June 20 1912.
Fr Doyle often spoke about the notion of abusing God’s grace. It is not something we hear much about today. In essence, he means that we shall have to give an account of all that God has given us. Everything we have is a gift of God. But God is entitled to a return on that gift; He expects us in some way to use the talents and graces that He has given us to good effect – to give glory to Him and to save souls. Yet, how often do we fail to wisely “invest” those talents that he has given to us…
One of the great gifts that God has given us is the gift of faith. Here in Ireland, until very recently, the Catholic Faith was held in high esteem. Yet, largely due to internal corruption, many have now abandoned Christ and His Church, often without ever knowing much about it at all.
Today in Ireland we celebrate the feast of the Irish martyrs – 17 men and women who lost their lives because of their faith in the late 1500′s and early 1600′s and who were beatified by Blessed Pope John Paul II in 1992. Whatever crisis of aggressive secularism we now face in Ireland, we are at least not losing our lives for our faith. Yes, we may be belittled, we may have our sanity or our decency questioned. We may even lose out financially or in our careers due to a subtle discrimination against those of faith. In a sense, this is also a persecution, but a bloodless, psychological one. The Irish martyrs remind us of what our ancestors suffered to preserve the faith in Ireland. From this small land, many missionaries went out to evangelise the new world, especially in Africa, America and Australia. These 17, plus the hundreds of other unrecognised martyrs, and the other unknown multitudes who suffered in other ways, have played a significant role in the evangelisation of the English speaking world by preserving the faith for future generations. How well are we doing in preserving the faith for future generations? Have we abused this gift that God has given to us?
Today is a day of remembering these heroic men and women, and being thankful for their sacrifice. It is also a day on which those of us in Ireland might well examine our consciences, myself included. What is to happen with these 17 Irish martyrs? Is there any interest in having them canonised? Is there any attempt to promote devotion to them and learn from their examples? Do we pray through their intercession for miracles? Are we happy that they, and the hundreds of others who could be beatified, are largely forgotten?
Well put and food for meditation. However, referring to internal corruption here in Ireland,is to miss why the free fall collapse in the Faith here.I would suggest that it has been happening for the past 40/50 years without address.However there are sparks and embers of hope ,lets pray for them.
Finola Kennedy in her 2011 biography of Frank Duff mentions a letter that he wrote in 1948 to the late Fr Aedan McGrath, my fellow Columban and friend, in 1948: ‘he held that where the laity did not fulfil its role, the Church would fail. He insisted that ‘an inert laity is only two generations removed from non-practice. Non-practice is only two generations away from non-belief.’ [http://books.google.co.uk/books?id=vd8YKxackCEC&pg=PT33&dq=Frank+Duff,+two+generations&hl=en&sa=X&ei=uHDDUcisD-qT0AXWsICYDw&ved=0CDMQ6AEwAA]
More and more I see our faith as a precious gift, to individuals and to communities. That gift can be lost by both. Not too long after the death of St Augustine the Christian faith had disappeared from northern Africa, except for Egypt and Ethiopia in both of which countries Christians are a minority.
Though I don’t recall ever speaking with Father Aedan about Father Willie he certainly would have heard a lot about the Jesuit when he was at school in Belvedere. He was born in 1906 and knew Kevin Barry, who was a student there at the same time, maybe a couple of years senior to him.