O Holy Mother,
Grant to our homes the grace of loving and respecting life,
with the same love with which you conceived in your womb
the life of the Son of God.
Blessed Virgin Mary,
protect our families,
so that they may always be united,
and bless the upbringing of our children.
O Holy Mother,
O ineffable Creator,
You, Who are called the true fountain of light and wisdom,
and the highest beginning,
pour upon the darkness of my understanding,
in which I was born,
the double beam of Your brightness,
removing from me all darkness of sin and ignorance.
You, Who make eloquent the tongue of the dumb,
instruct my tongue,
and pour on my lips the grace of Your blessing.
Give me quickness of understanding,
O Jesus, King most wonderful!
You are Conqueror renowned!
Your Sweetness beyond words!
In who all joys are found!
When You visit our hearts,
Then truth begins to shine;
Then earthly vanities depart;
Then love kindles divine.
O Jesus! Light of all below!
Fountain of life and fire!
Surpassing all the joys we know,
And all we can desire.
I went to China because we used to get The Far East magazine (the magazine of Columban missionaries published in Ireland). I was the eldest of six children: four girls and then two boys. We grew up between Roscommon and Castlerea in Ireland. I read about China in the magazine and decided this is where I would like to end up. I wrote to the Columban Sisters, and I was invited to meet the person in charge of vocations in Dublin when I was seventeen.
O Jesus, living in Mary,
come and live in us,
in the spirit of Your holiness,
in the abundance of Your gifts,
in the perfection of Your ways,
in the truth of Your virtues,
and in communion with Your Mysteries.
Reign in us,
against all our menacing enemies,
against the world,
the flesh, and the Devil,
by the power of Your Holy Ghost,
and for the glory of Your Father.
O Jesus, You are the beauty
Of Angel worlds above!
Your Name is music to the heart,
Enchanting it with love!
Celestial sweetness pure and complete!
Who eat Your hunger still,
Who drink of You still feel a void
Which none but You can fill!
O my sweet Jesus! hear the sighs
Which I send to You!
To You my spirit cries,
My being's hope and end!
As the 21st century began, the Columbans were approaching the 50th anniversary of their presence in the countries of Fiji and Peru.
In the late 1950s, Bishop Victor Foley, the Marist bishop of Fiji, asked the Columbans for help, and the first Columban Fathers arrived there in February 1952.
In the summer of 1952, the first Columban Fathers arrived in Lima, Peru.
Virgin of Guadalupe,
Mother of the Americas,
we pray to you for all the Bishops,
that they may lead the faithful along paths of intense Christian life,
of love and humble service of God and souls.
Contemplate this immense harvest,
and intercede with the Lord
that He may instill a hunger for holiness in the whole people of God,
and grant abundant vocations of priests and religious,
O Almighty God,
you gave us the commandment
to honor our father and mother.
In your loving kindness
hear my prayer for my parents.
Give them long lives
and keep them well in body and spirit.
Bless their labors;
keep them always in your care.
Bless them generously for their loving care for me.
Grant that, through your grace,
I may always be their support
and comfort, and that,
O Immaculate Virgin,
Mother of the true God and Mother of the Church,
who from this place reveal your clemency and your pity
to all those who ask for your protection,
hear the prayer that we address to you with filial trust,
and present it to your Son Jesus, our sole Redeemer.