Podcasts about Basilica

Fr Joshua Whitehead says today's feast reminds us of our unity with the universal Church and with Christ our Saviour. It points to an even greater mystery — that each of us is God's dwelling place, a living temple built on the foundation of Christ

This Advent, we are presented with a most extraordinary grace. Our own parish will host a first-class relic — that is, an actual fragment of the body — of the Church's newest saint, Carlo Acutis, this coming Saturday, November 22nd, from 3:00 to 4:30 p.m. Only weeks ago, in the grandeur of St. Peter's Basilica, before tens of thousands gathered in solemn joy, Pope Leo XIV declared this young fifteen-year-old, a bright spirit of the digital age, to be among the company of the saints. And now, through the kindness of his own mother, this sacred relic has been entrusted to us here in Vacaville. A touch of sanctity will be arriving here, in our very own town.To modern ears, the veneration of relics may sound curious, even unsettling. It's one of those ancient customs that is at the same time bizarre, unique, and wildly weird about the Catholic faith. Yet the practice reaches back to the dawn of Christianity, when believers gathered at the tombs of martyrs not to worship bones, but to draw near to the holiness that God had kindled in them. They understood that grace leaves its mark; the human body, once filled with the Spirit, is not discarded like a shell but honored as a vessel that once bore divine fire. To venerate the saints, then, is not to cling to superstition, but to glimpse, through them, what God intends for us all: that our very flesh might become radiant with His glory.The first Christians knew well that the saints were men and women of dust, as frail and fallible as themselves. Yet in them they saw what grace could do. The martyrs in the amphitheatre, singing even as the beasts approached, were not displaying their own courage — they were displaying Christ's triumph in human weakness. The ascetics in the desert, fasting and praying in solitude, were not exalting human will, but the will surrendered utterly to God. To venerate such lives was not to worship them, but to honor the Artist whose skill could carve holiness out of ordinary stone.If we are wise, we will learn from this ancient instinct. For the Christian life is not meant to be a solitary ascent, a lone pilgrim trudging toward a distant summit. It is rather a great procession of souls, each carrying the light a little farther, each learning from the glow of the one before. When we remember the saints, we are reminded that sanctity is not beyond us. We are meant, in some measure, to become like them.In truth, the saints are not competitors with Christ but His masterpieces. To honor them is to praise the grace that made them what they are. We can rejoice that the same grace that made holy is offered to us, here and now. This November 22nd, we can honor one of our brothers who made it home to Heaven, right here in Vacaville. I invite all of you to come for this special opportunity! --- Help Spread the Good News --- Father Brian's homilies are shared freely thanks to generous listeners like you. If his words have blessed you, consider supporting this volunteer effort. Every gift helps us continue recording and sharing the hope of Jesus—one homily at a time. Give Here: https://frbriansoliven.org/give

Father Ed Broom, OMV, serves as Associate Pastor at St. Peter Chanel Church in Hawaiian Gardens, California. He is a member of the Religious Order, Oblates of the Virgin Mary, and was ordained by Saint John Paul II in St Peter's Basilica on May 25, 1986.  Fr. Ed is a Retreat Master and teaches Catholic […] The post IDOLS | RETREAT appeared first on Fr. Ed Broom, OMV Oblates of the Virgin Mary.

TESTO DELL'ARTICOLO ➜ https://www.bastabugie.it/8339OMELIA DEDICAZIONE DELLA BASILICA LATERANENSE - ANNO A - (GV 2,13-22) di Angelo Sceppacerca L'imperatore Costantino, convertitosi al cristianesimo, donò a papa Milziade il palazzo del Laterano. Verso il 320, vi aggiunse la chiesa del Laterano, la prima di tutte le chiese d'Occidente, consacrata da papa Silvestro il 9 novembre 324, col nome di basilica del Santissimo Salvatore. Nel XII secolo, per via del suo battistero, il più antico di Roma, fu dedicata a san Giovanni Battista; da cui il nome di basilica di San Giovanni in Laterano. Per più di dieci secoli, i papi ebbero la loro residenza nelle sue vicinanze e fra le sue mura si tennero duecentocinquanta concili, di cui cinque ecumenici. Semidistrutta dagli incendi e dalle guerre, venne ricostruita sotto Benedetto XIII e venne di nuovo consacrata nel 1726.GESÙ SCACCIA I VENDITORILa scena di Gesù che scaccia i venditori dal Tempio di Gerusalemme è così vivida e movimentata da attirare tutta quanta la nostra attenzione, col rischio di lasciare in ombra quello che più conta e che l'episodio stesso vuole indicare. I giudei, infatti, avevano chiesto a Gesù "un segno" che giustificasse la sua azione e il Signore, in risposta, lancia una misteriosa sfida: "Distruggete questo tempio e io in tre giorni lo farò risorgere". Solo dopo la risurrezione gli apostoli capiranno che il tempio di cui parlava Gesù era il suo corpo.Si comprende bene, solo alla luce di Pasqua, il rapporto fra il tempio profanato dai mercanti e il corpo di Gesù straziato sulla croce e risorto glorioso. Se anche a noi colpisce l'azione di Gesù che rovescia i banchi dei mercanti, ai suoi interlocutori l'allusione alla risurrezione doveva risultare quasi blasfema. Infatti, se il tempio (in ogni cultura religiosa) rappresenta l'ombelico che congiunge terra e cielo, luogo del divino e sorgente dell'umano, centro dello spazio e del tempo, con la persona di Gesù questo "luogo" non sarà più localizzato a Gerusalemme, né in nessun altro posto, ma sarà lui stesso il vero tempio dove abita Dio; e di questo tempio che è il suo corpo, Gesù è il capo e i credenti ne sono le membra. Gesù è il nuovo santuario, "luogo" dove la comunione tra Dio e l'uomo è piena di vita; la Chiesa, corpo di Cristo, è la dimora di Dio che abita nel cuore dei credenti, anch'essi pietre vive dell'edificio spirituale.La religione degli uomini, nata dal basso, è superata. La vera religione è "dall'alto", nel senso della grazia: Dio stesso si fa presente e visibile (udibile) nella persona e nella parola del Figlio. Lui è la tenda di Dio in mezzo al suo popolo.IL TEMPIO DI GERUSALEMMETorniamo, però, alla scena raccontata nel Vangelo. Il tempio di Gerusalemme, luogo dell'incontro con Dio, si era trasformato in mercato per la compravendita di buoi, pecore e colombe e per il cambio delle monete "impure" in quelle "pure" coniate dal tempio stesso. Se dovessimo fare un parallelo col tempo di oggi, a cosa potremmo paragonare l'episodio? Francamente non tanto ai piccoli negozi di souvenir e di oggetti religiosi che affiancano i nostri santuari: troppa sproporzione con una pagina di Vangelo! Anche se una certa purificazione è sempre auspicabile... Però, non penso che Gesù alludesse alle bancarelle di oggetti di devozione. [...]La parola del Vangelo ci incoraggia ad arrivare in fondo al cammino, irto di tentazioni, carico di fatica e facile allo scoraggiamento. L'Agnello di Dio ci attende sul piccolo monte calvario, dove verserà tutto il suo sangue in espiazione, e nel giardino lì accanto, dove si mostrerà di nuovo in piedi, vivo e risorto. L'Agnello ha preso il posto di JHWH, perché il sacrificio di Dio stesso ha preso il posto di tutti i sacrifici dell'uomo a Dio e che si riducono troppo spesso a un mero mercanteggiare.

Trump threatens “to completely wipe out the Islamic terrorists” in Nigeria, whom he says are killing thousands of Christians. Meanwhile, Pope Leo XIV celebrates the feasts of All Saints and All Souls in Rome. And, the experience “Luminescence” is making its U.S. debut at a Basilica in Minneapolis.

Lateran Basilica Dedication Feast -Year C - Sunday, 9 November 2025 (EPISODE: 555) Readings for Lateran Basilica Dedication Feast- Year C FIRST READING: Ezek 47:1-2, 8-9, 12 Ps 46:1-2, 4-5, 7-8. “The waters of the river gladden the city of God.” SECOND READING: 1 Cor 3:9b-11, 16-17 GOSPEL ACCLAMATION (2 Chronicles 7:16). Alleluia, alleluia! I have chosen and sacntified this house, says the Lord, that my name may remain in it for all time. GOSPEL: John 2:13-22 https://creator.nightcafe.studio/creation/4pLo66et9NUHhOan9Z9R?ru=Paul-Evangelion +++++ The Feast of the Dedication of the Lateran Basilica, 9th of November. The Lateran Basilica, the Cathedral of the Diocese of Rome, was dedicated to Christ the Saviour in the 4th century. The anniversary has been celebrated as a feast of the Latin Church on this day since the 12th century. It honours the local Church of Rome and its link with the earliest Christian traditions and as a sign of our communion in Christ. +++ Each of us is a living stone, building up the church on the foundations of Jesus. Today's feast is as much a celebration of a magnificent physical structure, but even more so as our unity as Christians in the church. We also celebrate our vocation to stay focused on the church's mission, which is the building up of the kingdom of God. +++++ References: FR. PAUL W. KELLY – including pilgrimage notes 2007. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Basilica_of_St._John_Lateran Prepare the Word (internet service) IMAGE: https://creator.nightcafe.studio/creation/4pLo66et9NUHhOan9Z9R?ru=Paul-Evangelion +++++++++ {16. I pray this week brings you an ever deeper experience of Our Lord's compassion and love} 2. Go and announce the Gospel of the Lord. ++++++++ Archive of homilies and reflections: http://homilycatholic.blogspot.com.au To contact Fr. Paul, please email: paulwkelly68@gmail.com To listen to the weekly homily audio podcast, please click this link here: https://soundcloud.com/user-633212303/tracks Details relating to the audio productions linked to this Blog: "Faith, Hope and Love - Christian worship and reflection" - Led by Rev Paul Kelly Prayers and chants — Roman Missal, 3rd edition, © 2010, The International Commission on English in the liturgy. (ICEL) Scriptures - New Revised Standard Version: © 1989, and 2009 by the NCC-USA. (National Council of Churches of Christ - USA) "The Psalms" ©1963, 2009, The Grail - Collins publishers. Prayers of the Faithful - " Together we pray" by Robert Borg'. E.J. Dwyer, Publishers, (1993). (Sydney Australia). Sung "Mass in Honour of St. Ralph Sherwin" - By Jeffrey M. Ostrowski. The Gloria, Copyright © 2011 ccwatershed.org. "Faith, Hope and Love" theme hymn - In memory of William John Kelly (1942-2017) - Inspired by 1 Corinthians 13:1-13. Music by Paul W. Kelly. Arranged and sung, with additional lyrics by Stefan Kelk. 2019. “Quiet Time.” Instrumental Reflection music. Written by Paul W Kelly. 1988, 2007. & This arrangement: Stefan Kelk, 2020. “Today I Arise” - For Trisha J Kelly. Original words and music by Paul W. Kelly. Inspired by St Patrick's Prayer. Arranged and sung, with additional lyrics by Stefan Kelk. 2019. Sound Engineering and editing - P.W. Kelly. Microphones: - Shure Motiv MV5 Digital Condenser. And (2024+) Rode Nt-1 + AI-1 Sound Mixer. Editing equipment: -- MixPad Multitrack Studio Recording Software v10.49 (NCH Software). NCH – WavePad Audio Editing Software. Masters Edition v 17.63 (NCH Software) Sound Processing: iZotope RX 10 Audio Editor (Izotope Inc.) Text transcription as per recorded podcast version is transcribed by TurboScribe.ai {excellent and accurate transcription from voice to text} [Production - KER - 2025] May God bless and keep you. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++

Father Ed Broom, OMV, serves as Associate Pastor at St. Peter Chanel Church in Hawaiian Gardens, California. He is a member of the Religious Order, Oblates of the Virgin Mary, and was ordained by Saint John Paul II in St Peter's Basilica on May 25, 1986.  Fr. Ed is a Retreat Master and teaches Catholic […] The post PRAY THE ROSARY! PRAY THE ROSARY! appeared first on Fr. Ed Broom, OMV Oblates of the Virgin Mary.

Father Ed Broom, OMV, serves as Associate Pastor at St. Peter Chanel Church in Hawaiian Gardens, California. He is a member of the Religious Order, Oblates of the Virgin Mary, and was ordained by Saint John Paul II in St Peter's Basilica on May 25, 1986.  Fr. Ed is a Retreat Master and teaches Catholic […] The post SIN OF DAVID appeared first on Fr. Ed Broom, OMV Oblates of the Virgin Mary.

Father Ed Broom, OMV, serves as Associate Pastor at St. Peter Chanel Church in Hawaiian Gardens, California. He is a member of the Religious Order, Oblates of the Virgin Mary, and was ordained by Saint John Paul II in St Peter's Basilica on May 25, 1986.  Fr. Ed is a Retreat Master and teaches Catholic […] The post MODERN IDOL UTILITARIANISM appeared first on Fr. Ed Broom, OMV Oblates of the Virgin Mary.

Father Ed Broom, OMV, serves as Associate Pastor at St. Peter Chanel Church in Hawaiian Gardens, California. He is a member of the Religious Order, Oblates of the Virgin Mary, and was ordained by Saint John Paul II in St Peter's Basilica on May 25, 1986.  Fr. Ed is a Retreat Master and teaches Catholic […] The post THE BEATITUDES AND THE SAINGS appeared first on Fr. Ed Broom, OMV Oblates of the Virgin Mary.

Father Ed Broom, OMV, serves as Associate Pastor at St. Peter Chanel Church in Hawaiian Gardens, California. He is a member of the Religious Order, Oblates of the Virgin Mary, and was ordained by Saint John Paul II in St Peter's Basilica on May 25, 1986.  Fr. Ed is a Retreat Master and teaches Catholic […] The post CONFESSION appeared first on Fr. Ed Broom, OMV Oblates of the Virgin Mary.

This week on a special Halloween episode of “Jesuitical,” Ashley and Zac speak with Micah Kiel, a professor of New Testament at Saint John's School of Theology and Seminary in Collegeville, Minn., where he teaches a class called “Apocalypse-mania.” Micah is also the author of Apocalyptic Ecology: The Book of Revelation, the Earth, and the Future.  Ashley, Zac and Micah discuss: - How Catholics should read the Book of Revelation - Where our obsession with the apocalypse comes from - Revelation's (violent) critique of empire In Signs of the Times, Ashley and Zac discuss King Charles's monumental visit to the Vatican, Cardinal Burke saying the Latin liturgy in St. Peter's Basilica and Pete Hegseth's decision to retain awards for soldiers who massacred hundreds of Indigenous civilians at Wounded Knee in the late 19th century. In “As One Friend Speaks to Another,” Ashley and Zac speak to Jackson Goodman, strategic program manager at America, about his and Zac's upcoming participation in the New York City Marathon. Links for further reading:  Pope Leo and King Charles make history with first-ever joint prayer service in Sistine Chapel Cardinal Burke celebrates traditional Latin Mass in St. Peter's Basilica Analysis: Why is Pope Leo letting Cardinal Burke say the Latin Mass at the Vatican? Bishop, Jesuits reject Hegseth decision to honor soldiers who massacred Lakota at Wounded Knee Support Cristo Rey New York High School You can follow us on X and on Instagram @jesuiticalshow.   You can find us on Facebook at facebook.com/groups/jesuitical Please consider supporting Jesuitical by becoming a digital subscriber to America magazine at americamagazine.org/subscribe Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Father Ed Broom, OMV, serves as Associate Pastor at St. Peter Chanel Church in Hawaiian Gardens, California. He is a member of the Religious Order, Oblates of the Virgin Mary, and was ordained by Saint John Paul II in St Peter's Basilica on May 25, 1986.  Fr. Ed is a Retreat Master and teaches Catholic […] The post CALL TO BE A SAINT appeared first on Fr. Ed Broom, OMV Oblates of the Virgin Mary.

Father Ed Broom, OMV, serves as Associate Pastor at St. Peter Chanel Church in Hawaiian Gardens, California. He is a member of the Religious Order, Oblates of the Virgin Mary, and was ordained by Saint John Paul II in St Peter's Basilica on May 25, 1986.  Fr. Ed is a Retreat Master and teaches Catholic […] The post INTRODUCTION TO OUR RETREAT appeared first on Fr. Ed Broom, OMV Oblates of the Virgin Mary.

Father Ed Broom, OMV, serves as Associate Pastor at St. Peter Chanel Church in Hawaiian Gardens, California. He is a member of the Religious Order, Oblates of the Virgin Mary, and was ordained by Saint John Paul II in St Peter's Basilica on May 25, 1986.  Fr. Ed is a Retreat Master and teaches Catholic […] The post SPIRITUAL CONVERSATIONS appeared first on Fr. Ed Broom, OMV Oblates of the Virgin Mary.

Father Ed Broom, OMV, serves as Associate Pastor at St. Peter Chanel Church in Hawaiian Gardens, California. He is a member of the Religious Order, Oblates of the Virgin Mary, and was ordained by Saint John Paul II in St Peter's Basilica on May 25, 1986.  Fr. Ed is a Retreat Master and teaches Catholic […] The post SPIRITUAL CONVERSATIONS appeared first on Fr. Ed Broom, OMV Oblates of the Virgin Mary.

Cozi imense se înregistrează în jurul Catedralei din București, după slujba de sfințire de duminică. Zeci de mii de oameni așteaptă ore întregi, zi și noapte, pentru a intra în biserică. Nu lipsesc însă și falsurile, menite să producă diviziune în societate. Iată un caz de manual. Joi dimineața, o publicație, care altfel se pretinde respectabilă – și al cărei nume nu merită menționat, în context, pentru a nu-i face publicitate gratuită – vine cu o așa-zisă dezvăluire senzațională: ”Surpriza uriașă din Catedrala asediată. Enoriașii care au forțat intrarea au dat cu ochii de Ionuț Moșteanu și generalii săi, care se felicitau reciproc. Înăuntru era și Principele Radu”. Aceasta vine după ce, în dimineața de joi, în jurul orei 5.00, a avut loc o altercație între un grup de credincioși și forțele de ordine. Motivul: accesul prin intrarea principală a fost redirecționat, pentru un timp, pe o intrare secundară spre a se face curățenie. Citind știrea publicației care se pretinde respectabilă și cunoscând ceea ce se întâmplase în zori, ați fi fost tentați să credeți că, sub pretextul curățeniei, Catedrala ar fi fost rezervată ministrului Apărării și altor oficialități, în timp ce credincioșii erau ținuți afară - până când au forțat intrarea și i-au prins pe oficiali înăuntru. Cel puțin un lucru putea da de bănuit, de la bun început: că în filmările prezentate drept dovezi ceva nu erau în regulă: prin ferestrele Catedralei pătrundea, din plin, lumina soarelui. Deci nici gând să fi fost vorba de orele 5 ale dimineții când, se presupune, pelerinii ar fi dat buzna înăuntru, trecând peste forțele de ordine. De fapt, așa cum a precizat Biserica Ortodoxă Română într-un comunicat postat pe pagina Basilica.ro, accesul credincioșilor nu a fost întrerupt nici la 5 dimineața, nici la alte ore. Într-adevăr, după cum a precizat comunicatul, a avut loc un Tedeum între orele 8.00 și 8.30 , fiind celebrată, pentru prima dată, Ziua Clerului Militar.  În tot acest timp, accesul pelerinilor nu a fost oprit. Așa-zisa știre vine să provoace neîncredere și diviziune, după ce, de la festivitățile de duminică, pe rețelele sociale au apărut numeroase postări nemulțumite de faptul că oficialii statului au fost poftiți înăuntru la slujba de sfințire în timp ce zeci de mii de credincioși sunt nevoiți, iată, să aștepte, ore întregi, la cozi, pentru a vedea Catedrala. Acesta este un caz de manual. De manual rusesc, dacă vreți: se pleacă de la un fapt real, și anume că, într-adevăr, joi dimineața a avut loc o slujbă în Catedrală. De aici încolo, nicio legătură cu altercația petrecută cu trei ore mai devreme. Deci, nimeni nu a asediat nimic și nimeni nu a forțat nicio intrare. Cazul, însă, trebuie să le dea serios de gândit autorităților. Pentru că o asemenea tumbă informațională a fost posibilă pe fondul unei comunicări defectuoase a Bisericii Ortodoxe Române și a Ministerului Apărării Naționale, în egală măsură. Dacă evenimentul ar fi fost anunțat dinainte, marja de manevră a celor care pescuiesc în ape tulburi ar fi fost redusă considerabil, până la dispariție. Când comunicarea publică lipsește și spațiul informațional este lăsat liber, acesta este imediat ocupat de cei care nu au deloc cele mai bune intenții.  Ascultați rubrica ”Eurocronica”, cu Ovidiu Nahoi, în fiecare zi, de luni până vineri, de la 8.45 și în reluare duminica, de la 15.00, numai la RFI România

Ha raggiunto in questo ore New York insieme al fratello e a due amici e domenica correrà la maratona, dopo essersi ripreso in mano la vita. Titolare del ristorante "Matteo Grandi in Basilica" in piazza dei Signori a Vicenza, dopo aver perso 105 chili in dieci mesi, domenica affronta la più famosa delle maratone.

Father Ed Broom, OMV, serves as Associate Pastor at St. Peter Chanel Church in Hawaiian Gardens, California. He is a member of the Religious Order, Oblates of the Virgin Mary, and was ordained by Saint John Paul II in St Peter's Basilica on May 25, 1986.  Fr. Ed is a Retreat Master and teaches Catholic […] The post POPE LEO XIV NEW DOCUMENTS appeared first on Fr. Ed Broom, OMV Oblates of the Virgin Mary.

5pm Hour: On the DeRush-Hour, Jason learns more about the new "Luminescence" show at the Basilica. Then Dan Hayes joins the show to talk about the new manager of the Twins, Derek Shelton.

On the DeRush-Hour Jason learns more about the new "Luminescence" show at the Basilica from creator Romain Sarfati. Then he's joined by Rohan Preston from the Star Tribune about why fans should be patient with the Purple Rain preview

Faith Matters is a weekly podcast for the Messenger newsletter of the Basilica School of Saint Mary, which gets distributed to Basilica School families. It features Father Edward Hathaway, the rector of the Basilica. In this week's episode, Fr. Hathaway shares about issues of importance to Catholics in the upcoming Virginia elections and the importance of voting with your conscience according to Catholic teachings. He also shares about how the parish's giving platform will shift, starting on Nov. 5, 2025, from Faith Direct to ParishSoft Giving. Click here to learn more. He adds that he will be praying for all parishioners and school families during his upcoming pilgrimage to Rome with a group of Basilica parishioners. To submit your prayer requests to him and the pilgrims, share your request by clicking here by Friday, Oct. 31, 2025, at noon. To access the Virginia Catholic Conference to learn more about the issues at stake in the upcoming elections, click here.

Today's Topics: 1) On October 25, retired Cardinal Ernest Simoni Troshani, at 97 years of age stood at the pulpit and thundered an Exorcism prayer composed by Pope Leo XIII in 1890 at the Basilica of Saint Peter https://youtu.be/F-8aU5EWs-U?si=QWTo-RvlM2kUAyhZ 2, 3, 4) A new movie, Triumph Over Evil shows the power of an ordained Priest over and above any protestant minister, or Susan from Parish Council who lays hands on people at her Wednesday night "deliverance" ministry in the Parish basement https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=taokPVmwRWI

Today's Topics: 1) On October 25, retired Cardinal Ernest Simoni Troshani, at 97 years of age stood at the pulpit and thundered an Exorcism prayer composed by Pope Leo XIII in 1890 at the Basilica of Saint Peter https://youtu.be/F-8aU5EWs-U?si=QWTo-RvlM2kUAyhZ 2, 3, 4) A new movie, Triumph Over Evil shows the power of an ordained Priest over and above any protestant minister, or Susan from Parish Council who lays hands on people at her Wednesday night "deliverance" ministry in the Parish basement https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=taokPVmwRWI

Father Ed Broom, OMV, serves as Associate Pastor at St. Peter Chanel Church in Hawaiian Gardens, California. He is a member of the Religious Order, Oblates of the Virgin Mary, and was ordained by Saint John Paul II in St Peter's Basilica on May 25, 1986.  Fr. Ed is a Retreat Master and teaches Catholic […] The post ST. JOSEPH appeared first on Fr. Ed Broom, OMV Oblates of the Virgin Mary.

Father Daniel Griffith, pastor of the Basilica of Saint Mary. joined Vineeta to preview a new visual home run at the Basilica. "Luminiscence." shares the unique story of each location where it is performed. When Luminiscence opens Friday, Oct 31, audiences will be taken on a musical and visual journey through the life of the Basilica as told through its architect, a young Minnesota girl and the Basilica itself as a character. www.mary.org

This hour, a look at the path to sainthood and how it’s changed over time. Plus: the local example of the Rev. Michael McGivney. GUESTS: Teresa Berger: Professor of Liturgical Studies and Catholic Theology at Yale Divinity School Joseph Laycock: Associate Professor of Religious Studies at Texas State University and author of The Seer of Bayside: Veronica Lueken and the Struggle to Define Catholicism Rachel McCleary: Lecturer in the Economics Department at Harvard University and a nonresident Senior Fellow at the American Enterprise Institute James Sullivan: Rector of the Basilica of the Immaculate Conception in Waterbury Join the conversation on Facebook and Twitter. Subscribe to The Noseletter, an email compendium of merriment, secrets, and ancient wisdom brought to you by The Colin McEnroe Show. The Colin McEnroe Show is available as a podcast on Apple Podcasts, Spotify, Amazon Music, TuneIn, Listen Notes, or wherever you get your podcasts. Subscribe and never miss an episode! Colin McEnroe, Sara Gasparotto, Jonathan McNicol, and Cat Pastor contributed to this show, which originally aired March 31, 2022.Support the show: http://www.wnpr.org/donateSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Halloween over Florence: THE MARKET OF GHOSTSSeverino lived in the bell tower on the hill — the one next to the ancient Basilica of San Miniato al Monte.Every evening, at sunset, he would lock the gate at the base of the entrance stairway and before climbing back up, he would pause to watch Florence color itself amber.And so he did today as well. The tourists had left. Time stopped and silence became sacred again.Through the rusted bars the city stood there motionless — perhaps since forever; with its red roofs, marble facades and the Arno flowing between its stones like a glittering silver ribbon.Domes and towers trembling with light, almost suspended in the air, as if everything and everyone were holding their breath waiting for twilight — and for the night that would cover it with shadows, stars and dreams.One more glance, then he turned on his transistor radio that he had found a few years ago and the notes of Duke Ellington's 'Don't Get Around Much Anymore' filled the autumn evening.Silence may be sacred for the monks, but for Severino music was more so. Seven, his raven, didn't need to be called and at the first notes launched himself from the cypresses of the cemetery above, circled in front of the imposing facade of the Basilica and suddenly glided down along the stairway, to land gently on his left shoulder."Hey Seven, had a good day?""Yes. Could have been worse — Let's settle for that."At which, Severino smiled, turned up the radio's volume and began climbing resolutely toward le Porte del Cielo, while Jazz music echoed among the ancient stones.Nine years ago, on this same day in the month of October, the Olivetan monks residing in the Abbey found a child on the steps of the Basilica.He was there, wrapped in fog, silent as the night, eyes curious as the wind, without name and without past. They called him Severino — I don't know why — and he grew up among prayers and silences. He played in ancient rooms and discovered his world, surrounded by books, tombs, art and mysteries never revealed. At night a raven and a black cat accompanied him, illuminated by the moon, in the Cimitero delle Porte Sante, wandering among imposing crypts and motionless statues that whispered memories and mysteries.But on Halloween nights the whispers transform into screams and endless laments. Secrets manifest themselves, legends become reality, and dreams disguised as nightmares knock on doors lit by candles. And that full moon night was precisely this night: October 31st — and remember, whether you believe in spirits or not, nothing changes: the ghosts will come.And Severino was up there, right there waiting for them to arrive. Leaning out the highest window of the bell tower, calm, looking at Florence from above. While Thelonious Monk's 'Round Midnight' played on his radio, he watched — tapping time with one foot and waited.At the second of the twelve strokes of the midnight bells, something began to happen. On the Arno formed a dense fog that pulsed with spectral green. It began to rise and slide slow but inexorable over the bridges like fingers of cold hands of impatient ghosts. It slid over the Ponte Vecchio and rolled through the streets of Oltrarno until reaching San Niccolò, where it climbed up the hill swallowing everything it found in its path.When it reached the gate of San Miniato, it slipped through the bars and climbed up the stairs until it covered, like a high luminous tide, the entire square in front of the church. It climbed up the marble facade and wrapped also the Cimitero delle Porte Sante, covering the entire hill in a cloak of mystery. Then slowly, as if by enchantment, the fog began to dissolve rising toward the sky and when the last cloud melted into the night air, the square was no longer empty.Small jack-o'-lanterns with flickering lights floated in the air smiling with teeth of fire. Black candles sprouted from nowhere, illuminating spectral stalls full of everything and nothing. Bats that seemed made of paper but were alive fluttered among the lights with wings of black velvet, while autumn leaves danced without wind, sparkling with gold and copper. Pumpkins of every shape filled the stands, some carved with funny faces, others covered with silver spiderwebs that shone like threads of moon. Witch hats swirled in the air like flying umbrellas rotating slow on themselves. Roasted chestnuts perfumed the air with cinnamon and mystery, while small dancing skeletons tinkled like ice bells.And finally in the Cimitero delle Porte Sante, the Portal opened. Like every Halloween, for centuries, spirits from all over the world congregated in Florence for their annual meeting. A spectral river of ghosts poured into the square, each heading toward their own stall, and each with their impossible merchandise to sell or trade. The spirits had arrived and Severino observed them from above. A carnival of other worlds, made of sounds, colors and unimaginable stories.The deserted square had transformed into the Market of Ghosts. Stalls kept materializing from nowhere, carved and glowing pumpkins told each other stories of Halloweens past, present and future laughing malicious among the perfumes of lost memories, past centuries, tomorrow's candles and fallen stardust. The sky above the Tuscan hills and above Florence was full of ghosts arriving from everywhere to search for the unfindable. But no human eye could see this spectacle. No one except Severino, who descended from the tower enchanted by that spectacle and immersed himself in the crowd pulsating with otherworldly life. Seven circled above him observing with attentive eyes and cawing a bit nervous. Some ghosts looked at him with curiosity and recognized him. Someone greeted him and many others whispered his name in forgotten languages."There he is," murmured a witch from Prague."The child of time," sighed a Norman knight."He's returned, I told you so." laughed a Caribbean pirate.But Severino paid them no attention because there were ghosts selling: dreams of sleeping dragons, laughter of northern gnomes, tears of mermaids in love, the last breath of dinosaurs, shadows of unicorns. And even fears from past Halloweens — two for the price of one, but only for tonight. The ghost of a pirate who died during a boarding gone not so well shouted: "Storm bottles! Lightning in jars!" A witch from Salem whispered: "Love potions that last three lifetimes…" A medieval knight showed swords that cut fear, A Chinese spirit waved kites that fly into the past.The spectral crowd grew and thickened, laughed and bargained, while Severino walked amazed and fascinated among the impossible stalls of the Halloween Market. Seven cawed restless from above and Eleven, the black cat with orange eyes, jumped from one tent to another not losing sight of a single movement of Severino and the hundreds of souls circling around him.A ghost monk from an era that never existed saw him and smiled at him from behind a stall full of ancient radios adorned with mysterious symbols. Severino approached, fascinated."How wonderful! Do they all work?""Oh yes, certainly" replied the monk. "These transmit on the waves of past, present, and future time. But you don't need to buy one."The other ghosts stopped. They ceased selling, buying and bartering. They looked at Severino with respect and listened to what the collector of frequencies told him."The transistor radio you already have is more special than you think. But to discover its true secrets, you'll have to search in the ancient crypts where everything began."And suddenly the first lights of dawn began to illuminate the sky behind San Miniato with pink. In rush and hurry the ghosts said goodbye flying away in the wind. "Until next Halloween!" They told each other crossing in the sky. The stalls vanished. Lanterns and candles went out. The Market of Ghosts dissolved like a dream.Severino found himself alone in the empty square, Seven on his shoulder and Eleven sitting on the low wallLooking at Florence illuminating itself in the day of All Saints. He observed his old radio with new eyes and from the ancient crypts of San Miniato, something seemed to call him. He turned it on, turned up the volume and descended the stairway in time to Chet Baker's version of 'Autumn Leaves'.It was time to throw open the gate of the Basilica of San Miniato al Monte.___________________We will continue this story.... For now a Happy Halloween to all of you, may you always believe in magic!Story written by Marco Ciappelli for "Stories Under The Stars" Halloween 2025___________________Listen to Severino's Playlist for the songs that accompany this story and subscribe to discover new music with every adventure.

Halloween over Florence: THE MARKET OF GHOSTSSeverino lived in the bell tower on the hill — the one next to the ancient Basilica of San Miniato al Monte.Every evening, at sunset, he would lock the gate at the base of the entrance stairway and before climbing back up, he would pause to watch Florence color itself amber.And so he did today as well. The tourists had left. Time stopped and silence became sacred again.Through the rusted bars the city stood there motionless — perhaps since forever; with its red roofs, marble facades and the Arno flowing between its stones like a glittering silver ribbon.Domes and towers trembling with light, almost suspended in the air, as if everything and everyone were holding their breath waiting for twilight — and for the night that would cover it with shadows, stars and dreams.One more glance, then he turned on his transistor radio that he had found a few years ago and the notes of Duke Ellington's 'Don't Get Around Much Anymore' filled the autumn evening.Silence may be sacred for the monks, but for Severino music was more so. Seven, his raven, didn't need to be called and at the first notes launched himself from the cypresses of the cemetery above, circled in front of the imposing facade of the Basilica and suddenly glided down along the stairway, to land gently on his left shoulder."Hey Seven, had a good day?""Yes. Could have been worse — Let's settle for that."At which, Severino smiled, turned up the radio's volume and began climbing resolutely toward le Porte del Cielo, while Jazz music echoed among the ancient stones.Nine years ago, on this same day in the month of October, the Olivetan monks residing in the Abbey found a child on the steps of the Basilica.He was there, wrapped in fog, silent as the night, eyes curious as the wind, without name and without past. They called him Severino — I don't know why — and he grew up among prayers and silences. He played in ancient rooms and discovered his world, surrounded by books, tombs, art and mysteries never revealed. At night a raven and a black cat accompanied him, illuminated by the moon, in the Cimitero delle Porte Sante, wandering among imposing crypts and motionless statues that whispered memories and mysteries.But on Halloween nights the whispers transform into screams and endless laments. Secrets manifest themselves, legends become reality, and dreams disguised as nightmares knock on doors lit by candles. And that full moon night was precisely this night: October 31st — and remember, whether you believe in spirits or not, nothing changes: the ghosts will come.And Severino was up there, right there waiting for them to arrive. Leaning out the highest window of the bell tower, calm, looking at Florence from above. While Thelonious Monk's 'Round Midnight' played on his radio, he watched — tapping time with one foot and waited.At the second of the twelve strokes of the midnight bells, something began to happen. On the Arno formed a dense fog that pulsed with spectral green. It began to rise and slide slow but inexorable over the bridges like fingers of cold hands of impatient ghosts. It slid over the Ponte Vecchio and rolled through the streets of Oltrarno until reaching San Niccolò, where it climbed up the hill swallowing everything it found in its path.When it reached the gate of San Miniato, it slipped through the bars and climbed up the stairs until it covered, like a high luminous tide, the entire square in front of the church. It climbed up the marble facade and wrapped also the Cimitero delle Porte Sante, covering the entire hill in a cloak of mystery. Then slowly, as if by enchantment, the fog began to dissolve rising toward the sky and when the last cloud melted into the night air, the square was no longer empty.Small jack-o'-lanterns with flickering lights floated in the air smiling with teeth of fire. Black candles sprouted from nowhere, illuminating spectral stalls full of everything and nothing. Bats that seemed made of paper but were alive fluttered among the lights with wings of black velvet, while autumn leaves danced without wind, sparkling with gold and copper. Pumpkins of every shape filled the stands, some carved with funny faces, others covered with silver spiderwebs that shone like threads of moon. Witch hats swirled in the air like flying umbrellas rotating slow on themselves. Roasted chestnuts perfumed the air with cinnamon and mystery, while small dancing skeletons tinkled like ice bells.And finally in the Cimitero delle Porte Sante, the Portal opened. Like every Halloween, for centuries, spirits from all over the world congregated in Florence for their annual meeting. A spectral river of ghosts poured into the square, each heading toward their own stall, and each with their impossible merchandise to sell or trade. The spirits had arrived and Severino observed them from above. A carnival of other worlds, made of sounds, colors and unimaginable stories.The deserted square had transformed into the Market of Ghosts. Stalls kept materializing from nowhere, carved and glowing pumpkins told each other stories of Halloweens past, present and future laughing malicious among the perfumes of lost memories, past centuries, tomorrow's candles and fallen stardust. The sky above the Tuscan hills and above Florence was full of ghosts arriving from everywhere to search for the unfindable. But no human eye could see this spectacle. No one except Severino, who descended from the tower enchanted by that spectacle and immersed himself in the crowd pulsating with otherworldly life. Seven circled above him observing with attentive eyes and cawing a bit nervous. Some ghosts looked at him with curiosity and recognized him. Someone greeted him and many others whispered his name in forgotten languages."There he is," murmured a witch from Prague."The child of time," sighed a Norman knight."He's returned, I told you so." laughed a Caribbean pirate.But Severino paid them no attention because there were ghosts selling: dreams of sleeping dragons, laughter of northern gnomes, tears of mermaids in love, the last breath of dinosaurs, shadows of unicorns. And even fears from past Halloweens — two for the price of one, but only for tonight. The ghost of a pirate who died during a boarding gone not so well shouted: "Storm bottles! Lightning in jars!" A witch from Salem whispered: "Love potions that last three lifetimes…" A medieval knight showed swords that cut fear, A Chinese spirit waved kites that fly into the past.The spectral crowd grew and thickened, laughed and bargained, while Severino walked amazed and fascinated among the impossible stalls of the Halloween Market. Seven cawed restless from above and Eleven, the black cat with orange eyes, jumped from one tent to another not losing sight of a single movement of Severino and the hundreds of souls circling around him.A ghost monk from an era that never existed saw him and smiled at him from behind a stall full of ancient radios adorned with mysterious symbols. Severino approached, fascinated."How wonderful! Do they all work?""Oh yes, certainly" replied the monk. "These transmit on the waves of past, present, and future time. But you don't need to buy one."The other ghosts stopped. They ceased selling, buying and bartering. They looked at Severino with respect and listened to what the collector of frequencies told him."The transistor radio you already have is more special than you think. But to discover its true secrets, you'll have to search in the ancient crypts where everything began."And suddenly the first lights of dawn began to illuminate the sky behind San Miniato with pink. In rush and hurry the ghosts said goodbye flying away in the wind. "Until next Halloween!" They told each other crossing in the sky. The stalls vanished. Lanterns and candles went out. The Market of Ghosts dissolved like a dream.Severino found himself alone in the empty square, Seven on his shoulder and Eleven sitting on the low wallLooking at Florence illuminating itself in the day of All Saints. He observed his old radio with new eyes and from the ancient crypts of San Miniato, something seemed to call him. He turned it on, turned up the volume and descended the stairway in time to Chet Baker's version of 'Autumn Leaves'.It was time to throw open the gate of the Basilica of San Miniato al Monte.___________________We will continue this story.... For now a Happy Halloween to all of you, may you always believe in magic!Story written by Marco Ciappelli for "Stories Under The Stars" Halloween 2025___________________Listen to Severino's Playlist for the songs that accompany this story and subscribe to discover new music with every adventure.

Halloween sopra Firenze: IL MERCATO DEI FANTASMISeverino viveva nel campanile sulla collina — quello accanto all'antica Basilica di San Miniato al Monte.Ogni sera, al tramonto, chiudeva a chiave il cancello alla base della scalinata d'ingresso e prima di risalire su, si soffermava ad osservare Firenze colorarsi d'ambra.E così fece anche oggi. I turisti se ne erano andati. Il tempo si fermò e il silenzio tornò sacro.Attraverso le sbarre arrugginite la città stava là immobile — forse da sempre; con i suoi tetti rossi, le facciate di marmo e l'Arno che scorreva fra le sue pietre come uno scintillante nastro argentato. Cupole e torri tremolanti di luce, quasi sospese nell'aria, come se tutto e tutti stessero trattenendo il respiro in attesa del crepuscolo — e della notte che l'avrebbe coperta di ombre, stelle e sogni.Ancora uno sguardo, poi accese la sua radio a transistor che aveva trovato qualche anno fa e le note di 'Don't Get Around Much Anymore' di Duke Ellington riempirono la serata autunnale.Il silenzio sarà sacro per i monaci, ma per Severino la musica lo era di più.Seven, il suo corvo, non si fece chiamare ed alle prime note si lanciò dai cipressi del cimitero sovrastante, volteggiò davanti alla facciata imponente della Basilica e d'improvviso planò in basso lungo la scalinata, per posarsi gentilmente sulla sua spalla sinistra. “Ciao Seven, passata una buona giornata?”“Sì. Poteva andare peggio — Accontentiamoci.” Al che, Severino sorrise, alzò il volume della radio e iniziò a risalire deciso verso le Porte del Cielo, mentre la musica Jazz echeggiava tra le pietre millenarie.Nove anni fa, in questo stesso giorno del mese d'Ottobre, i monaci Olivetani residenti nell'Abbazia trovarono un bambino sui gradini della Basilica.Stava lì, avvolto nella nebbia, silenzioso come la notte, occhi curiosi come il vento — senza nome e senza passato. Lo chiamarono Severino — non so il perché — e crebbe tra preghiere e silenzi. Giocava in stanze antiche e scopriva il suo mondo, circondato da libri, tombe, arte e misteri mai svelati.Di notte un corvo ed un gatto nero lo accompagnavano, illuminati dalla luna,  nel Cimitero Delle Porte Sante, vagando fra cripte imponenti e statue immobili che sussurravano memorie e misteri.Ma nelle notti di Halloween i sussurri si trasformano in grida e lamenti senza fine. Segreti si manifestano, leggende diventano realtà, e sogni mascherati da incubi bussano a porte illuminate da candele. E quella notte di luna piena era proprio questa notte: il 31 d'Ottobre — e ricordati, che tu creda agli spiriti o no, niente cambia: i fantasmi arriveranno.E Severino era lassù, proprio ad aspettare che arrivassero. Affacciato alla finestra più alta del campanile, tranquillo, guardando Firenze dall'alto. Mentre 'Round Midnight' di Thelonious Monk suonava nella sua radio, lui guardava — batteva il tempo con un piede ed aspettava.Al secondo dei dodici rintocchi delle campane di mezzanotte, qualcosa cominciò a succedere. Sull'Arno si formò una nebbia densa che pulsava di verde spettrale. Iniziò a salire e scivolare lenta ma inesorabile sui ponti come dita di mani fredde di fantasmi impazienti.  Scivolava sul Ponte Vecchio e rotolava per le vie d'Oltrarno fino a raggiungere San Niccolò, dove si arrampicava sulla collina inghiottendo tutto ciò che trovava sulla sua strada.Quando raggiunse il cancello di San Miniato, scivolò fra le sbarre e salì lungo le scale fino a coprire, come un'alta marea luminosa, tutto il piazzale antistante la chiesa. Si arrampicò sulla sua facciata di marmo e avvolse anche il cimitero delle Porte Sante, coprendo tutta la collina in un mantello di mistero. Poi lentamente, come per incanto, la nebbia iniziò a dissolversi salendo verso il cielo e quando l'ultima nuvola si sciolse nell'aria notturna, il piazzale non era più vuoto.Piccole jack-o'-lanterns con luci tremolanti galleggiavano nell'aria sorridendo con denti di fuoco. Candele nere spuntavano dal nulla, illuminando bancarelle spettrali colme di tutto e niente. Pipistrelli che sembravano di carta ma che erano vivi volteggiavano tra le luci con ali di velluto nero, mentre foglie d'autunno danzavano senza vento, scintillando d'oro e rame. Zucche di ogni forma riempivano i banchi, alcune intagliate con facce buffe, altre coperte di ragnatele argentate che brillavano come fili di luna. Cappelli da strega volteggiavano nell'aria come ombrelli volanti ruotando lenti su se stessi. Castagne arrostite profumavano l'aria di cannella e mistero, mentre piccoli scheletri danzanti tintinnavano come campanelli di ghiaccio.E finalmente nel cimitero delle Porte Sante, il Portale si aprì. Come ogni Halloween, da secoli, spiriti da tutto il mondo si congregavano a Firenze per il loro incontro annuale. Un fiume spettrale di fantasmi si riversò nel piazzale, ognuno dirigendosi verso la propria bancarella, ed ognuno con le sue mercanzie impossibili da vendere o scambiare.Gli spiriti erano arrivati e Severino li osservava dall'alto. Un carnevale di altri mondi, fatto di suoni, colori e storie inimmaginabili.Il piazzale deserto si era trasformato nel Mercato dei Fantasmi. Bancarelle continuavano a materializzarsi dal nulla, zucche intagliate e lucenti si raccontavano storie di Halloween passati, presenti e futuri ridendo maligne fra i profumi di memorie perdute, secoli passati, candele di domani e polvere di stelle cadute.Il cielo sopra le colline toscane e sopra Firenze era pieno di fantasmi che arrivavano da ogni dove per cercare l'introvabile. Ma nessun occhio umano poteva vedere questo spettacolo. Nessuno eccetto Severino, che scese dalla torre incantato da quello spettacolo e si immerse nella folla pulsante di vita ultraterrena. Seven gli volteggiava sopra osservando con occhi attenti e gracchiando un po' nervoso. Alcuni fantasmi lo guardavano con curiosità e lo riconoscevano. Qualcuno lo salutava e molti altri sussurravano il suo nome in lingue dimenticate."Eccolo," mormorava una strega di Praga. "Il bambino del tempo," sospirava un cavaliere normanno. "È tornato, ve lo dicevo io.” rideva un pirata dei Caraibi.Ma Severino non ci faceva attenzione perché c'erano fantasmi che vendevano: sogni di draghi addormentati, risate di gnomi del nord, lacrime di sirene innamorate, l'ultimo respiro dei dinosauri, ombre di unicorni. E perfino paure di Halloween passati — due al prezzo di uno, ma solo per stanotte. Il fantasma di un pirata morto durante un abbordaggio andato poco bene gridava:"Bottiglie di tempesta! Fulmini in barattolo!"Una strega di Salem sussurrava: “Pozioni d'amore che durano tre vite…”Un cavaliere medievale mostrava spade che tagliano la paura,Uno spirito cinese sventolava aquiloni che volano nel passato.La folla spettrale cresceva e si addensava, rideva e contrattava, mentre Severino camminava stupito e affascinato tra i banchi impossibili del Mercato di Halloween.Seven gracchiava inquieto dall'alto e Eleven, il gatto nero dagli occhi arancioni, saltava da una tenda all'altra non perdendo di vista un singolo movimento di Severino e delle centinaia d'anime che gli giravano intorno.Un monaco fantasma di un'epoca mai esistita lo vide e gli sorrise da dietro una bancarella piena di radio antiche ornate di simboli misteriosi. Severino si avvicinò, affascinato. "Che meraviglia! Funzionano tutte?""Oh sì, certamente" rispose il monaco, ”Queste trasmettono sulle onde del tempo passato, presente, e futuro. Ma tu non hai bisogno di comprarne una."Gli altri fantasmi si fermarono. Smisero di vendere, comprare e barattare. Guardarono Severino con rispetto e ascoltavano quello che gli diceva il collezionista di frequenze."La radio a transistor che hai già è più speciale di quanto credi. Ma per scoprire i suoi veri segreti, dovrai cercare nelle cripte antiche dove tutto ebbe inizio."E all'improvviso le prime luci dell'alba iniziarono a illuminare di rosa il cielo dietro San Miniato. In fretta e furia i fantasmi si salutarono volando via nel vento."Fino al prossimo Halloween!” Si dicevano incrociandosi in cielo.Le bancarelle svanirono. Lanterne e candele si spensero. Il Mercato dei Fantasmi si dissolse come un sogno.Severino si ritrovò solo nel piazzale vuoto, Seven sulla sua spalla e Eleven seduto sul muretto a guardare Firenze che si illuminava nel giorno di OgniSanti. Osservò la sua vecchia radio con occhi nuovi e dalle cripte antiche di San Miniato, qualcosa sembrava chiamarlo. L'accese, alzò il volume e scese la scalinata a tempo di 'Autumn Leaves' nella versione di Chet Baker.Era giunta l'ora di spalancare il cancello della Basilica di San Miniato al Monte.Continueremo questa storia. Per adesso un Buon Halloween a tutti voi, che possiate sempre credere nella magia! Storia scritta da Marco Ciappelli per "Storie Sotto Le Stelle" Halloween 2025Ascolta Severino's Playlist per le canzoni che accompagnano questa storia e iscriviti per scoprire nuove musiche ad ogni avventura.

Why does the secular media feel threatened by a resurgence of traditional Catholicism?Sources:https://www.returntotradition.orgorhttps://substack.com/@returntotradition1Contact Me:Email: return2catholictradition@gmail.comSupport My Work:Patreonhttps://www.patreon.com/AnthonyStineSubscribeStarhttps://www.subscribestar.net/return-to-traditionBuy Me A Coffeehttps://www.buymeacoffee.com/AnthonyStinePhysical Mail:Anthony StinePO Box 3048Shawnee, OK74802Follow me on the following social media:https://www.facebook.com/ReturnToCatholicTradition/https://twitter.com/pontificatormax+JMJ+#popeleoXIV #catholicism #catholicchurch #catholicprophecy#infiltration

Father Ed Broom, OMV, serves as Associate Pastor at St. Peter Chanel Church in Hawaiian Gardens, California. He is a member of the Religious Order, Oblates of the Virgin Mary, and was ordained by Saint John Paul II in St Peter's Basilica on May 25, 1986.  Fr. Ed is a Retreat Master and teaches Catholic […] The post GO SET ALL ON FIRE appeared first on Fr. Ed Broom, OMV Oblates of the Virgin Mary.

Fluent Fiction - Hungarian: Mystery in a Budapest Café: A Novel's Hidden Muse Find the full episode transcript, vocabulary words, and more:fluentfiction.com/hu/episode/2025-10-26-22-34-02-hu Story Transcript:Hu: A süvítő őszi szél játékosan fújta az aranyló leveleket Budapest utcáin.En: The howling autumn wind playfully blew the golden leaves through the streets of Budapest.Hu: A nap halvány fénye bekúszott a Freelancer's Home kávézó ablakán, ahol Árpád szokott ülni.En: The faint light of the sun crept through the window of the Freelancer's Home café, where Árpád usually sat.Hu: Egy bögre forró kávé mellette gőzölgött, a laptop kijelzője előtt pedig egy üres dokumentum várt rá.En: Beside him, a mug of hot coffee was steaming, and in front of his laptop screen an empty document awaited him.Hu: Árpád reménykedett, hogy ma végre ír egy jó darabot a készülő regényéből.En: Árpád hoped that today he would finally write a good piece for his upcoming novel.Hu: Ahogy elmerült gondolataiban, egy furcsa esemény történt.En: As he immersed himself in his thoughts, something strange happened.Hu: Az ajtó halkan nyílt, és egy ismeretlen alak lépett be.En: The door quietly opened, and an unknown figure entered.Hu: Kabátjába burkolózva sietett az egyik sarokasztalhoz, és letett egy kis csomagot az ottani székre.En: Wrapped in a coat, the person hurried to a corner table and placed a small package on the chair there.Hu: Alig egy perccel később már el is hagyta a kávézót, mindenki legnagyobb meglepetésére.En: Barely a minute later, they had already left the café, to everyone's great surprise.Hu: Árpád szeme rögtön megakadt a titokzatos csomagon.En: Árpád's eyes immediately fell on the mysterious package.Hu: Azonnal érezte, hogy ez egy lehetőség.En: Right away, he sensed this was an opportunity.Hu: Egy titkos nyom, ami talán ötletet adhat a regényéhez.En: A secret clue that might offer an idea for his novel.Hu: A kávézóban mindenki el volt foglalva az asztalainál, a személyzet a közelgő mindenszentek ünnepéhez készülődött, így senki sem vette észre igazán az eseményt.En: Everyone in the café was occupied at their tables, the staff preparing for the upcoming All Saints' Day celebrations, so no one really noticed the event.Hu: Ez volt Árpád lehetősége.En: This was Árpád's opportunity.Hu: Miközben lassan kortyolt a kávéjából, elkezdte figyelni a körülötte lévő embereket.En: While slowly sipping his coffee, he began to observe the people around him.Hu: A faliújságon, ahol a helyi események plakátjai lógtak, észrevett egy cetlit.En: On the bulletin board, where local event posters hung, he noticed a note.Hu: "Mindenszentek ünneplése a Szent István-bazilikánál" - állt rajta.En: "All Saints' Celebration at the St. Stephen's Basilica" - it read.Hu: Teljesen elmerült a hely hangulatában, próbálta összerakni a képet a megfigyeléseiből.En: He was completely immersed in the atmosphere of the place, trying to piece together the scene from his observations.Hu: A következő órákban Árpád többször is leült a csomag mellé, de senki sem jött oda érte.En: In the next few hours, Árpád sat next to the package several times, but no one came for it.Hu: Időközben egy Balázs nevű barátja csatlakozott hozzá, akit mindig is a főváros zsigeri lakójának tartott.En: In the meantime, a friend named Balázs, whom he always considered a visceral resident of the capital, joined him.Hu: Együtt kezdték vizsgálni a dobozt, amikor kiszúrták, hogy egy Kata nevű nő elveszett tárgyak után érdeklődik a pultnál, ahol láthatóan senki sem tudta, hogy miről beszél.En: Together they began to examine the box when they noticed a woman named Kata inquiring about lost items at the counter, where evidently no one knew what she was talking about.Hu: "Lehet, hogy a tiéd?En: "Could this be yours?"Hu: " – kérdezte Árpád Katától, amikor odaért a csomaggal.En: – asked Árpád to Kata, when he approached with the package.Hu: Kata, kis meglepetéssel, de hálásan elmosolyodott, majd bevallotta, hogy valóban az övé, és fontos tárgyakat rejt.En: Kata, with a little surprise, but gratefully smiled, then admitted it was indeed hers and contained important items.Hu: Egy régi családi emlék, melyet most a mindenszentek ünnepére hozott vissza, hogy a bazilika közelében imádkozzon érte.En: An old family memento, which she had brought back for All Saints' Day to pray for it near the basilica.Hu: Árpád számára Kata története nemcsak egy misztériumot oldott meg, hanem egy új ötletet is adott.En: For Árpád, Kata's story not only solved a mystery but also gave him a new idea.Hu: Beszélgetésük során kiderült, hogy a titokzatos doboz története mély és érzelmes.En: During their conversation, it turned out that the story of the mysterious box was deep and emotional.Hu: Árpád rájött, hogy az emberek mindig hordoznak magukkal történeteket, csak meg kell hallgatni őket.En: Árpád realized that people always carry stories with them, you just have to listen to them.Hu: Ahogy aznap este a kávézóból távozott, zsebében immár egy vázlattal a regényéhez, új inspirációval hagyta el a helyet.En: As he left the café that evening, with a draft for his novel now in his pocket, he departed the place with new inspiration.Hu: Tudta, hogy a kíváncsiság és a figyelem mindig jó történetekhez vezet.En: He knew that curiosity and attention always lead to good stories. Vocabulary Words:howling: süvítőautumn: ősziplayfully: játékosancrept: bekúszottsteaming: gőzölgöttimmerse: elmerültmysterious: titokzatosopportunity: lehetőségoccupied: elfoglaltupcoming: közelgőobserve: figyelnibulletin: faliújságposters: plakátjainote: cetlitimmersed: elmerültatmosphere: hangulatexamine: vizsgálniinquire: érdeklődikcounter: pultevidently: láthatóangratefully: hálásanmemento: emlékpray: imádkozzondeparted: elhagytacuriosity: kíváncsiságattention: figyelemcelebration: ünneplésepackage: csomagotcorner: sarokvisceral: zsigeri

Father Ed Broom, OMV, serves as Associate Pastor at St. Peter Chanel Church in Hawaiian Gardens, California. He is a member of the Religious Order, Oblates of the Virgin Mary, and was ordained by Saint John Paul II in St Peter's Basilica on May 25, 1986.  Fr. Ed is a Retreat Master and teaches Catholic […] The post ETERNAL LIFE appeared first on Fr. Ed Broom, OMV Oblates of the Virgin Mary.

Father Ed Broom, OMV, serves as Associate Pastor at St. Peter Chanel Church in Hawaiian Gardens, California. He is a member of the Religious Order, Oblates of the Virgin Mary, and was ordained by Saint John Paul II in St Peter's Basilica on May 25, 1986.  Fr. Ed is a Retreat Master and teaches Catholic […] The post CALL TO CONVERSION appeared first on Fr. Ed Broom, OMV Oblates of the Virgin Mary.

Father Ed Broom, OMV, serves as Associate Pastor at St. Peter Chanel Church in Hawaiian Gardens, California. He is a member of the Religious Order, Oblates of the Virgin Mary, and was ordained by Saint John Paul II in St Peter's Basilica on May 25, 1986.  Fr. Ed is a Retreat Master and teaches Catholic […] The post ST. ANTHONY MARY CLARET appeared first on Fr. Ed Broom, OMV Oblates of the Virgin Mary.

This recording offers a glimpse into the spiritual heart of Portugal, where tradition and faith come together in a celebration of devotion and praise. Step into the serene atmosphere of the Santuario de Santa Luzia in Viana do Castelo, Portugal, as a Sunday church service unfolds. This recording captures the intimate moments of devotion and worship, as the priest leads the congregation in prayer. The gentle murmur of the congregation's responses creates a sense of community and reverence. As the service reaches its close, the congregation rises to their feet, and the majestic sound of the organ fills the sanctuary, accompanied by joyful singing of the worshippers. Recorded by Colin Hunter.

In this week's edition of Let's Talk About This, Father McTeigue analyzes the pastoral letter of Fr. Carter, who is pastor of The Basilica of Saints Peter and Paul in Chattanooga, TN. In that pastoral letter, claims were made about the elimination of the Traditional Latin Mass that don't live up to a closer reading.  Radio listeners: This is an extended podcast. To continue from where we had to stop broadcasting on the radio, skip to 45:10. Show Notes TREASURES NEW AND OLD | UNITY IN FAITH  | Pastoral Letter The Hermeneutic of Continuity in a Time of Transition | Oct. 19 2025 Homily Charlotte, Knoxville, and the suppression of the Traditional Latin Mass The “Latin Novus Ordo” Is Not the Solution  Index Lectionum: A Comparative Table of Readings for the Ordinary and Extraordinary Forms of the Roman Rite (Lectionary Study Aids) First African Nation to Eliminate River Blindness Treated Millions with Ivermectin to Achieve Great Success iCatholic Mobile The Station of the Cross Merchandise - Use Coupon Code 14STATIONS for 10% off | Catholic to the Max Read Fr. McTeigue's Written Works! "Let's Take A Closer Look" with Fr. Robert McTeigue, S.J. | Full Series Playlist Listen to Fr. McTeigue's Preaching! | Herald of the Gospel Sermons Podcast on Spotify Visit Fr. McTeigue's Website | Herald of the Gospel Questions? Comments? Feedback? Ask Father!

Edward Pentin on the historic visit to the Vatican by King Charles III, and the return of the Traditional Latin Mass to St. Peter's Basilica. Fr. Robert McTeigue SJ discusses reports that Pope Leo XIV may be instituting further reforms to Opus Dei, and more. Marta Petrosillo, editor of Aid to the Church in Need's 2025 Religious Freedom Report, shares the findings of their biennial study.

Clare joins writer Kate Morgan on a walk from Monsal Head to Tideswell in the Peak District. Along the way, they explore how the use of gallows and gibbets in public punishment has influenced rural place names. Gibbet Rock, a striking limestone outcrop also called Peter's Stone for its resemblance to the dome of St. Peter's Basilica in Rome, was once used to ‘gibbet' or display the bodies of executed criminals. Kate tells the story of Anthony Lingard, who was convicted in 1815 of murdering a local woman, Hannah Oliver, and became the last person to be gibbetted at the site.Kate is currently researching her third book, which will be on this subject. Her previous two books are Murder: The Biography which explores the legal history of the crime of murder in English Law, and The Walnut Tree which looks into the major legal changes affecting women in the 19th and early 20th centuries. (https://amheath.com/authors/kate-morgan)Map:OS Explorer OL24 The Peak District White Peak Area, Buxton Bakewell, Matlock & Dove Dale Map Ref: SK185715 for the start of the walk at Monsal Head car parkPresenter: Clare Balding Producer: Karen GregorA BBC Studios production for BBC Radio 4

Envíame un mensajeAyer 10 de Octubre un hombre se orino en el ALTAR de la Basílica de San Pedro.Support the show YouTube Facebook Telegram Instagram Tik Tok Twitter

Faith Matters is a weekly podcast for the Messenger newsletter of the Basilica School of Saint Mary, which gets distributed to Basilica School families. It features Father Edward Hathaway, the rector of the Basilica. In this week's episode, Fr. Hathaway shares about October being the Month of the Rosary and the importance of praying the Rosary as a family.   He also invites the public to attend a free concert to celebrate our new organ, which will be held in the church tomorrow evening, October 24th, at 7 p.m. The concert will feature Paul Jacobs, a Grammy-award winning organist. Click here for more information and to reserve your seat(s).

Hannah French with the second of two programmes exploring the lives of two 16th Century Popes: Leo X and Clement VII, and the music that surrounded them.Having been brought up together in the wealthy and influential Florentine household of the Medicis, cousins Giovanni & Giulio were always destined for greatness.As Pope Leo X, Giovanni was a lavish patron of the arts. He sanctioned major renovations on St Peter's Basilica in Rome, extended the Sistine Chapel Choir, promoted the study of Greek, Arabic & Hebrew, commissioned works from artists such as Raphael & Peruzzi, and maintained a private orchestra as well as the official papal musicians. In order to fund these lavish artistic interests, Leo X encouraged the purchase of indulgences - remissions of the temporal punishment for sins – which could only be afforded by the most wealthy. Leo was also portrayed by his opponents as a man of gross excess; there were suggestions of sexual impropriety, favouritism and immorality, all of which were fuel to the fire of the burgeoning Protestant Reformation in northern Europe. Needless to say, Leo spent way above the papal means, and when he died suddenly in 1521, the papal treasury was 400,000 ducats in debt. Leo's right-hand man throughout his papacy was his beloved cousin, Giulio de Medici. Within three months of Leo's election as Pope, Giulio had been made Archbishop of Florence, and just three more months down the line, he was appointed Cardinal of Santa Maria in Dominica. By 1517, Cardinal Giulio was made Vice-Chancellor of the Church (ie, second in command). He became deeply involved in the politics of England, France and the Holy Roman Empire, which would eventually backfire on him spectacularly…When Cardinal Giulio was elected to the heady heights of the Papacy in 1523, as Pope Clement VII, little did he know the struggles that lay ahead. There was already the threat of the Lutherans from northern Europe and the Turks were making in-roads into the east. Plus, there was the childish squabbling of Holy Roman Emperor Charles V and King Francis I of France, who both demanded the Pope choose a side, leading to the Sack of Rome in 1527. And six years later, he had Henry VIII's divorce to deal with. All of this while having to impose austerity measures in an attempt to pay off some of the debts left by his own cousin!Like his cousin, Pope Clement VII was also a gifted musician. It's likely he too learned from the great composer Heinrich Isaac while growing up in Florence, and over the years he had dealings with the likes of Nicolas Gombert, Jean Mouton, Philippe Verdelot and Costanzo Festa as the music of the High Renaissance swirled around him.

Tuesday of the Twenty-ninth Week in Ordinary Time IOctober 21, 2025  Hello and welcome to the Word, bringing you the Good News of Jesus Christ every day from the Redemptorists of the Baltimore Province. I am Fr. Karl Esker from the Basilica of our Lady of Perpetual Help in Brooklyn, NY. Today is Tuesday of the Twenty-ninth Week in Ordinary Time. Our reading today is from the holy gospel according to Luke Jesus said to his disciples: "Gird your loins and light your lamps and be like servants who await their master's return from a wedding, ready to open immediately when he comes and knocks. Blessed are those servants whom the master finds vigilant on his arrival. Amen, I say to you, he will gird himself, have them recline at table, and proceed to wait on them. And should he come in the second or third watch and find them prepared in this way, blessed are those servants."The gospel of the Lord. Homily In the gospel we hear Jesus tell his disciples: "Gird your loins and light your lamps and be like servants who await their master's return from a wedding, ready to open immediately when he comes and knocks.” The master, of course, is Jesus himself who comes knocking at our hearts. We open our hearts, by welcoming him into our lives and trying to live in radical obedience to the Father as he did, repeating with him in today's Psalm: “To do your will, O my God, is my delight, and your law is within my heart!” Jesus taught that the Law can be summed up as Love of God and Love of Neighbor. Or, as John the Evangelist interprets it, “Love one another as I have love you.” Jesus is the expression of God the Father's love and mercy toward every human being. Jesus' life was service to others. When his disciples argued among themselves over authority, he told them: “let the greatest among you be as the youngest, and the leader as the servant. ... I am among you as the one who serves.” He always had time to attend the sick, to cast out demons and make people whole. He accepted dinner invitations from the Pharisees, and he also visited the homes of outcasts, like tax collectors and people considered sinners. He brought the good news of salvation to all, not just in word, but also in deed; and he asks the same of us. As we hear in the parable of the last judgment: “whatever you did for one of these least brothers of mine, you did for me.” When Jesus comes knocking at the door of our hearts, he does so through other people who call on us in their need. Because of our human limitations, there will be times we can do little, but we must respect the humanity of the one in front of us. In our present polarized society this can be difficult. We are constantly being bombarded by messages that dehumanize certain groups for political purposes, and we may find it frightening to stand up for the gospel message of love and mercy as disciples of Jesus Christ. St. Paul, in his letter to the Romans tells us not to fear, because Jesus has already won the battle. Comparing Adam and Jesus, he declares: “If by that one person's transgression the many died, how much more did the grace of God and the gracious gift of the one man Jesus Christ overflow for the many.” We may have to face our moments of failure, but we can rise above our sinfulness, because “Where sin increased, grace overflowed all the more, so that, ... grace might reign through justification for eternal life through Jesus Christ our Lord.” There is a joy that awaits those who are faithful in opening the doors of their hearts to the poor and marginalized. Jesus says that “he will gird himself, have them recline at table, and proceed to wait on them.” This is an image of the heavenly banquet, but it all begins here. The love and welcome we share in this life carries over into eternal life. It sounds like one great party. May we all meet there. May God bless you. Fr. Karl E. Esker CSsR Basilica of our Lady of Perpetual Help Brooklyn, NY

Father Peter Clem, a parochial vicar, shares a homily during the Twenty-Ninth Sunday of Ordinary Time. It was given in the Basilica on October 19, 2025.

Bishop Mark Beckman of Knoxville, Tennessee, has directed that all celebrations of the Traditional Latin Mass (TLM) in the diocese end by November 23, 2025, following the Vatican's 2021 motu proprio Traditionis Custodes. This decision impacts communities including Holy Ghost Church in Knoxville, St. Henry Parish in Johnson City, and the Basilica of Saints Peter […]

The pope ordered an act of reparation for the most recent desecration of St Peter's Basilica. But this has left many Catholics asking some painfully obvious questions.Sponsored by Charity Mobilehttps://www.charitymobile.com/rtt.phpSources:https://www.returntotradition.orgorhttps://substack.com/@returntotradition1Contact Me:Email: return2catholictradition@gmail.comSupport My Work:Patreonhttps://www.patreon.com/AnthonyStineSubscribeStarhttps://www.subscribestar.net/return-to-traditionBuy Me A Coffeehttps://www.buymeacoffee.com/AnthonyStinePhysical Mail:Anthony StinePO Box 3048Shawnee, OK74802Follow me on the following social media:https://www.facebook.com/ReturnToCatholicTradition/https://twitter.com/pontificatormax+JMJ+#popeleoXIV #catholicism #catholicchurch #catholicprophecy#infiltration

The pope ordered an act of reparation for the most recent desecration of St Peter's Basilica. But this has left many Catholics asking some painfully obvious questions.Sponsored by Charity Mobilehttps://www.charitymobile.com/rtt.phpSources:https://www.returntotradition.orgorhttps://substack.com/@returntotradition1Contact Me:Email: return2catholictradition@gmail.comSupport My Work:Patreonhttps://www.patreon.com/AnthonyStineSubscribeStarhttps://www.subscribestar.net/return-to-traditionBuy Me A Coffeehttps://www.buymeacoffee.com/AnthonyStinePhysical Mail:Anthony StinePO Box 3048Shawnee, OK74802Follow me on the following social media:https://www.facebook.com/ReturnToCatholicTradition/https://twitter.com/pontificatormax+JMJ+#popeleoXIV #catholicism #catholicchurch #catholicprophecy#infiltration

No word from Rome if St Peter's Basilica will be reconsecrated. Can we keep ignoring the obvious signs?Sources:https://www.returntotradition.orgorhttps://substack.com/@returntotradition1Contact Me:Email: return2catholictradition@gmail.comSupport My Work:Patreonhttps://www.patreon.com/AnthonyStineSubscribeStarhttps://www.subscribestar.net/return-to-traditionBuy Me A Coffeehttps://www.buymeacoffee.com/AnthonyStinePhysical Mail:Anthony StinePO Box 3048Shawnee, OK74802Follow me on the following social media:https://www.facebook.com/ReturnToCatholicTradition/https://twitter.com/pontificatormax+JMJ+#popeleoXIV #catholicism #catholicchurch #catholicprophecy#infiltration

James Martin pranced and sang show tunes in celebration for Pope Leo XIV telling a bishop to offer Mass for a group of public unrepentant sinners in St Peter's Basilica. Cardinal Zen is calling Catholics to do acts of penance.Sponsored by Charity Mobilehttps://www.charitymobile.com/rtt.phpSources:https://www.returntotradition.orgorhttps://substack.com/@returntotradition1Contact Me:Email: return2catholictradition@gmail.comSupport My Work:Patreonhttps://www.patreon.com/AnthonyStineSubscribeStarhttps://www.subscribestar.net/return-to-traditionBuy Me A Coffeehttps://www.buymeacoffee.com/AnthonyStinePhysical Mail:Anthony StinePO Box 3048Shawnee, OK74802Follow me on the following social media:https://www.facebook.com/ReturnToCatholicTradition/https://twitter.com/pontificatormax+JMJ+#popeleoXIV #catholicism #catholicchurch #catholicprophecy#infiltration