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2nd Sunday in Ordinary Time

January 19, 2026 by Holy Name Monastery Leave a Comment

The readings for this weekend offer a challenge.  What to emphasize?  The week opens today (Sunday) with the observance of the Week of Prayer for Church Unity.  This ritual has a rich history of 100 years of prayer for the fulfillment of Jesus’ prayer at the Last Supper “that all may be one.”

Prince of peace, we cry out for Your divine intervention in Israel and the surrounding regions.  We earnestly petition You to bestow tranquility upon this land. May prosperity flourish, and may Your unwavering peace reign over the hearts of all people.

Tomorrow (Monday) our nation takes time to contemplate the impact of Martin Luther King on the course of history. It may be tempting to treat this day like any other.  Many of us, however, cannot forget that we grew up in a segregated society.  Most of us remember attending – or for that matter teaching in – racially segregated schools.  We can remember “whites only” water fountains, lunch counters and seats on the bus.  The name of Martin Luther King, Jr. stands for the blood, sweat and tears of many, many people.  Praise God for people who live by the courage of their convictions.

Now, if that doesn’t offer us enough to pray about, let’s turn to the three readings in our liturgy.  They are, I believe, an example of a woven piece of God’s mysterious message-giving.  They create a colorful piece with threads that weave the way from Isaiah, through Paul’s First Letter to the Corinthians, into the Gospel of John, laced with verses from the Responsorial Psalm 96.

From Isaiah (in the first reading) we hear: “I will not be silent; I will not be quiet.” (Mmm – Didn’t Martin Luther King echo that same message?)  Now slip in a line from the Responsorial Psalm: “Announce God’s salvation day by day.” (sentiments of Unity Week). Some years this leads us right into a touching Gospel story of a son’s response to an implied request of His mom.  Mary could not resist the impulse, the urge to encourage her Son to come to the rescue of a wedding couple’s embarrassment.  She’d raised this man/child.  She knew he’d take her hint.  Turning toward the wine-servers, she says simply: “Do what he tells you.”  And they did just that.

A question to ponder: Who could have observed that quiet exchange?  Scriptural Scholars tell us it was the beloved John, the only one of Christ’s original disciples who lived into old age and was not martyred for the faith.  He can tell that story from an old man’s perspective laced with the wisdom and vision that is a gift of the elderly.  We know so well that stories are a gift given by older members to the newer ones.  The elders are the torch bearers; the younger are the keepers of the torch.  It is they who are responsible for coaxing the sparks that keep the embers glowing.  They breathe new life into our legacy.  Stories of the “good ole days” may wear old but consider what we’d miss if John and the other evangelists had kept secret their experiences with Jesus.

In today’s world, much like the days of early Christianity, people are facing crises of migration, prejudice, hunger for food, companionship, health care services, violence and indifference. How can we show “unusual kindness” exemplified in Mary’s keen insight and Jesus’ quick response to her tip: “Do what He tells you.”   As Benedict advises: “Be the first to …  (anticipate) Pass-it-on-Kindness” or “Pay it Forward Kindness” that is a witness to God’s loving providence for all people. When we invite people to “come and see” they are looking for more than a tour of our monastery building and a list of volunteer ministries. Our spirit of hospitality will have a ripple effect (positive or negative) that makes visible (or not) Jesus’ love in today’s world. We pray that we and all peoples of diverse backgrounds, cultures and religions, are enlightened to accept each other with open hands and hearts and that world peace will prevail in our lifetime.

~Reflection by Sister Roberta Bailey, OSB

 

 

 

 

 

First Reading:   Isaiah 49: 3, 5-6         Second Reading:  1 Corinthians 1:1-3
Gospel:   John 1:29-34
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Baptism of Jesus

January 12, 2026 by Holy Name Monastery Leave a Comment

“Yes, Now’s the Time!”

Maybe you’ve heard the story about the fellow wandering soul, lost in thought, who stumbled upon a baptismal service one Sunday afternoon.  This was one of those “down by the river” sort of baptisms in the warm waters of the South.   Curious about what was going on, this fellow walked right down into the water and stood next to the Preacher.  When the minister finally noticed him, he asked the young man, “Are you ready to find Jesus?”  With a quizzical look and some hesitancy in his voice, he answered: “Yes, Preacher, I think I am.” The minister then dunked the fellow under the water and pulled him right back up.

“Did you find Jesus?” “No… should I have?!” The preacher then dunked him under for a bit longer, brought him up and said, “Now, brother, have you found Jesus?” “No … I haven’t, Preacher.” The preacher in disgust held the man under for at least 30 seconds this time; brought him to the surface of the water and repeated the question, “Friend, are you sure you haven’t found Jesus yet?” The confused fellow wiped his eyes, gasping for breath said, “Naw, Sir, are you sure this is where he fell in?”

Sound familiar?  Isn’t that sometimes how we are?  Our heads under the waters washing over us?  Cares, distractions, prayer for others’ intentions, confused by the circumstances of our life?  Looking for Jesus in muddy waters of our own making?  Sometimes we aren’t quite sure if “now” is the right time for things. At the Jordan River, about 30 years after Jesus was born, NOW was the time. If you could go back and stand on the shoreline of that river in the wilderness, you’d probably be nodding your head in agreement, “Yes, now is the time!”

John recognized Jesus as one who didn’t need a baptism of repentance or forgiveness. He knew that Jesus was much greater than he was, and that he wasn’t even fit to tie Jesus sandals. John must be thinking, “This is backwards! This shouldn’t be happening this way!”  But listen to Jesus’ response, “‘Let it be so now; it is proper for us to do this to fulfill all righteousness.” And John consented.  Jesus was saying, “At another time, John, you would be right in what you’re thinking. But NOW is the time for this baptism. This is what my Father in heaven is asking of us NOW!   NOW is the time for Jesus to begin his public mission, the course that would take him to the cross. NOW we hear the Father’s affirming commendation: “Outstanding, Son!”

In our lives, too, there have been times, (haven’t there?) when we had no idea how close the kingdom of heaven had come to us.  A time when you just didn’t see it or recognize it for what it was. You had no idea that God would show up in that way, that place, that time, that situation.  You can look back and realize what you missed.

How many times, I wonder, do we ignore God simply because we have no idea or we doubt the possibility?  Or we’re just plain were oblivious to the truth that divine providence is working in the mix.  “And do you come to me?” That’s not just John’s question; it’s also ours. Sometimes it just seems too incredible to believe that God would come to us. Maybe it’s because we see God as distant … sitting on a throne, up there in heaven … observing but not really involved.  Maybe it’s because we see ourselves as unworthy and undeserving. Maybe it’s because we were raised with the idea that God is more concerned about our behavior than our life. Maybe the pain, difficulty, and losses in one’s life have caused them to wonder whether God even cares. Maybe God’s ways don’t fit within our expectations. God won’t fit within our box and we can’t seem to get out of it.

Whenever or however that question comes up for you – reach down deep – you DO know the answer.  The answer is found in the baptism of Jesus. His baptism answers once and for all the question, “And do you come to me?”  He answers: “Allow it for now… thus it is fitting.” That’s Jesus’ answer to John … and, to you, to me, to everyone.  “Allow it for now.”

~Reflection by Sister Roberta Bailey, OSB

 

 

 

 

 

First Reading:   Isaiah 47:1-4, 6-7         Second Reading:  Acts 10:34-38
Gospel:   Mark 1:7-11

 

 

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Solemnity of the Epiphany

January 5, 2026 by Holy Name Monastery Leave a Comment

Some say this Gospel reading raises more questions than insight.  Sometimes we think we know more about something than we really do know. A case in point is the Gospel text about the birth of Jesus and the story of the three wise men.  We even think we know their names. We believe that they came from the east bringing their gifts of gold, frankincense and myrrh for the baby Jesus. Finally, we think calling them wise is justified.  What is factual and what is legend?  And, what ever happened to the gifts the Magi gave the young Jesus and his family?

We can dispense with the information there were three Kings. Scripture simply does not say how many there were.  We know there was more than one but we can’t assume just because there are three gifts there were three givers   Nor does Scripture tell us their names; that’s tradition but not factual.    We can’t be sure either that they came from the East.  It seems a more likely conclusion if they saw the star in the eastern sky they would be coming the West.

A detail we can be fairly certain about is when these men arrived at the home of Jesus.  It was before His second birthday since we know that Herod had all the male children two years and younger killed in order to catch Jesus.

Scripture teaches us that they made a connection between that particular star and that something phenomenal was happening.  King Herod heard the news that these new comers were seeking for the King of the Jews. Now, Herod thought of He was King of the Jews.  This was the first he was hearing about a rival.  He was a very fearful person –  he was also shrewd one.  Knowing about the prophecy of Micah that a king would be born in Bethlehem he spoke to the wandering astrologers, told them to go to Bethlehem, find and let him know where the new king was and he would come later to worship him.

The unwitting Wise Men were about to return to tell Herod where they had found Jesus. However, God directly intervened and warned them to take a different route home. The Spirit also warned Joseph in a dream to get the family out of Bethlehem and flee to Egypt. Because of these interventions, the life of the young Jesus was spared.

As we can see, the Wise Men weren’t so wise after all. If it had been left to their wisdom, the infant Jesus would have been found and killed by Herod.  Not unlike the common people, they did not figure out by human wisdom that the King of the Jews had been born.  No one came to Jesus because they had reasoned it out. The angels had to announce it to the shepherds that Jesus had been born. It was by the grace of God that the Magi were led to the child Jesus, and that Jesus was protected from the wrath of Herod.

There’s our lesson – if we are to know anything about the true meaning of Christmas it will have to come by God’s grace. Unless God opens up our hearts – and we allow them to be pried open to receive the truth, we will never know it.

In case you noticed I never answered the question: what became of the gifts the Magi gave the child?  That was not a question that had come to my mind until a visit at the local Dollar Tree.  A colorful story of a child’s generosity was peeking out from a tumbled jumble of after-Christmas selections.   “The Miracle of the Myrrh” is an original, fanciful tale of what became of the Little Drummer Boy, Mary (Jesus’ mother) and the Kings’ gifts of gold, frankincense and myrrh. What a treasure for only $1.25!

~Reflection by Sister Roberta Bailey, OSB

 

 

Christmas this year is a mixture of emotions for the Sisters.   Our Sister Mary Clare died on December 22nd  – funeral Mass and burial on January 8th.

   May you and your loved ones know good heath and peace in 2026.   Best wishes from the Benedictine Sisters – be assured we you are remembered in our prayers.

 

 

 

First Reading: Isaiah 60:1-6              Second Reading: Ephesians 3:2-3a, 5-6
Gospel: Matthew 2:1-12
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Feast of the Holy Family

December 29, 2025 by Holy Name Monastery Leave a Comment

Today the Church celebrates the Feast of the Holy Family.  So, what does that mean to (and for) us as monastics?  We came from a family, we still have families and here we live in an intentional family we call community.  We are guided by the simple, yet profound, guidelines designed by St. Benedict, a man of great wisdom, compassion and common sense.  We know that after some time of living with his original Rule, he added advice based on his lived experience with a great variety of characters.  Imagine having to warn his men not to sleep with knives, to wear clean underwear on a trip, for the learned to help those who could not read.  His prudence shines through when, in so many words, he says: this is what works for us now – if the schedule of psalmody, the daily schedule and other daily living details don’t fit your need, change it.

It is the spirit of the Rule that has survived because Benedict, even in his youth, had a deep understanding of human psychology.  A study of his early life tells us that he spent much time with his grandparents who lived a few miles from his home.  Along the trek to their summer home he passed the huts and caves of hermits, wise “seasoned” men and women.  Before Benedict was sent to Rome to pursue academics, he and his twin sister spent hours chit-chatting with these solitary men and women to absorb the wisdom and practical advice from the older generation.  This is evident in the Rule.  Notice how he tempered discipline with compassion and saw the spiritual quest as a joyful pursuit of God within the structures of ordinary life. It is this joyous delight in everyday spirituality that to this day makes the Rule come alive for so many. For over 1500 years his simple principles of living together under God’s love have been applied beyond monasteries, especially by Oblates, to family life.

If we only know the first word of the Rule “LISTEN” what an impact it could make on our own happiness and concord between peoples.  To truly listen requires perception, knowledge of human nature, biting the tongue before speaking and an ‘open-hands’ approach in conversation.  To listen requires an attentive spirit … not a scramble to respond with advice, a witty remark or a one-upmanship story.   When we truly listen we can see that anger is a cover for fear.  When we listen to another we can identify their feelings, let them resonant within and know that very often all the person wants is a signal that we care.

Benedict’s down-to-earth advice works in community, in our intentional family or for any living group, be it for family or dorm or apartment mates because of its inner dynamic. St. Benedict was not writing for an IB or Honors class of students. The Rule is not intended to be a great and lofty treatise on prayer or spirituality. Rather, the Rule is filled with practical guidance for ordinary people to live together. Benedict expected his followers to work hard, study hard and pray hard.  Benedictine life, in or out of a monastery, is a grace-full blend of prayer, work and living together – a simple, effective prayer life, open communication, mutual respect – not for mature saints but for those who choose to walk a path of life-long falling down and getting up in a community where each member is valued and loved unconditionally.

The Rule offers us a very high ideal, but it is a beautiful one, and one that we should never feel compelled to apologize for.   And when we breach the ideal we need to be humble enough to ask forgiveness both from God and from each other.

From that first word in his Rule LISTEN… to his advice to begin every good work with prayer … to keeping a lamp burning at night … to not loitering outside chapel if you are late … it is evident that Benedict saw God at work within the ordinary events of everyday life – in the joys and sorrows of our everyday lives.

So, LISTEN to your heart to your comrades’ hungers and longings, to God deep in your heart … just LISTEN – with your ears, but also with eyes and heart and feelings – and all other aspects of your life, our life in community, will fall into place.

 

~Reflection by Sister Roberta Bailey, OSB

 

 

 

Happy New Year!  Peace to all!

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4th Sunday of Advent

December 22, 2025 by Holy Name Monastery Leave a Comment

Christmas Letter

This week I will share with you my Christmas letter 2025.

Wishing you an abundance of grace-filled surprises this holiday season and graces a plenty throughout 2026 (and beyond).

In lieu of exchanging names for Christmas gifts our Sisters are contributing from their personal allowances (that range $25-70 monthly) to local local food distribution center and thrift store where some of our members volunteer each week.  Sisters who have “advantage” cards make purchases to donate foods directly to the pantry.  Rice, beans pasta, life-sustaining foods popular with Daystar clientele .   The number of the needy who seek assistance each week is shameful in our lands of “milk and honey.”    As Tiny Tim said, “God bless them all.”

~by Sister Roberta Bailey, OSB

 

 

 Also below please find my Christmas greeting.

 

The past year past has been one of CHANGE for our community!  In August Sister Roberta stepped aside as prioress and Sister Tonette Sperando was appointed and installed as our Canonical Administrator.  Sister Tonette is from our daughter-house in Alabama where she served as Treasurer and Communications director and a 6-year term as Prioress.  In 1902 our Sisters and sisters from Kentucky merged to form that monastery.  So, we were already related!  Transition has been for the most smooth –  few bumps along the way but with the agility of experienced bike riders we keep foraging forward.  I have experienced ups and downs health-wise: “fall and get up” has resulted in a couple hospital stays and a stint of 21 days in a rehab facility.  I assure you (and myself) I’m home now and growing stronger day by day.  See …  Obviously, I can use a computer! 

Greetings to each of you and prayers for you and your families.  May God shower you and them with blessings.  Have a pleasant holiday season, peace and God’s favor in the new year! 

Sister Roberta

 

Musings from a Long-Ago Christmas

 

He lies there in His manger,

Straw tickling the soles of His bare feet,

Strands of hay clutched in His fists.

A smile plays on His lips

And there is a sparkle in His eyes.

I sense a wisdom beyond His years.

 

I reach out to touch His hand …

let Him grasp my little finger,

turning my hand, palm upward, outward, open:

to Him and to His father – to Life

 

I struggle to answer His gurgling question

Respond to His smile – Affirm His trust –

And then …. My furrowed brow softens,

The tense jaw relaxes,

The mind, imagination and eyes turn from

   far-fetched worries

    and imagined troubles of tomorrow

to meet His gaze, nod approval,

  and laugh in child-like delight at His touch.

 

The touch goes beyond the warmth of His

   hand in mine, Rigid structures I’ve erected

Melting the hardened portions of my stony heart And setting tomorrow in the beautiful

      perspective of a little child:

 

“Live this day,” He seems to say, But He’s so small where does the message come from?

I look into His eyes and I know He speaks.

“Live this day … where every tomorrow becomes today – threads of yesterday weave them-selves into the fabric of the present moment.

 

Think of Me when anxiety and cares pile up.

Smile at me, the Infant in the crib … 

with gentleness hold me close to your heart …

     and relax…   for I am ever near.

 

“When noise and busyness surround you …

Let your mind step aside and

recall the quiet of Bethlehem’s stall.

   Be steeped in calmness.

 

If the daily becomes hum-drum, see me in Joseph’s shop Where every moment is a delightful discovery. Wood shavings curl around my ear and cling to my hair As I struggle to fashion a chair “just like my Daddy’s”.

 

At the end of a weary day, be mother to me…

Rock me to sleep… hum a lullaby until the cares disappear beyond the horizon, Your shoulders droop and your head gently rests atop mine.

 

Together we will rest, dream great dreams of conquering all the dragons in your world

   And spread peace amid chaos

Puff softly, gently on the smoldering

       bedside candle and

Close the door on war and strife …

   As I whisper, “Good night, sweet dreams.”

 

Together we will rest – Together we will rise,

    Praise the Father and greet the new day … EVERYDAY – until that day when you will rest upon me eternally, and in that heavenly rest,

    RISE, GREET and PRAISE God FOREVER!

 

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Gaudete Sunday

December 19, 2025 by Holy Name Monastery Leave a Comment

This Third Sunday of Advent is known as Gaudete Sunday, meaning Rejoice!  Seems to me one might be tempted to sing for the Open Hymn “Pretty in Pink” as the celebrant comes reverently to the altar in rose-colored vestments and the altar server lights the one rose or pink candle in the Advent wreath.  The candle and vestments remind us that the coming of Christ is very near. The focus is joy — not a fleeting feeling, but deep down spiritual gladness rooted in God’s goodness. This week encourages us to recognize the ways God is at work in our lives and to share that joy with others, especially those who are burdened or discouraged.  The story that follows is not AI generated but it is adapted from the Internet.

“One cold rainy night at 4 a.m. a young girl entered the diner where I worked.  The lass was trembling. She looked fragile, like she’d been crying, and she had no money. When I asked if she needed help, she stayed silent whether from the cold or fright.  I gave her a cup of warm cider and a muffin to calm her down.

My boss saw it and fired me on the spot for “giving away free items.” I was devastated. That job was the only way I had to support myself and my baby.

Before she left, the girl handed me a clean green sock — just one — and said, “This will save you one day.  Someday you’ll get the matching green sock.”

 I didn’t understand, but I kept it.  5 weeks later, I found the matching green sock on my doorstep. Mmmm! It was heavy. Inside was $30,000 in cash and a small note with a phone number. When I called, a man answered and said, “You don’t know me, but you saved my daughter. This is my ’thank you’!”

He explained that the night she came to the diner, her boyfriend had thrown her out with no phone and no wallet. My simple act of kindness kept her safe until her father found her. Later on, she told her dad everything and begged him to help me because I’d lost my job for helping her.  The money was his way of thanking me. He said, “Good people are rare. My daughter was lucky to meet one. So, I asked about you and found your address.”

That unexpected money truly saved me. It helped me open a small bakery — something I had dreamed of for years. The girl still visits whenever she’s in town. She’s now happily married, and her daughter is thriving.  I’m grateful every day that our paths crossed.”

In our fast and unpredictable world, even small gestures can create big shifts. A quiet act of compassion, a burst of empathy, or a wholesome moment can brighten any day.  Heartwarming stories highlight inspiring acts of kindness. Uplifting experience reminds us how powerful human connection and everyday good deeds can be. What did you do today to bring a smile to the face of the one God placed in your path?

~by Sister Roberta Bailey, OSB

 

 

 

 

 

First Reading:  Isaiah 35:1-6a, 10                  
Second Reading: James 5:7-10
Gospel Reading:  Matthew 11:2-11
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