In the Shakespearean classic, Julius Caesar, William Shakespeare narrated the betrayal of Julius Caesar by his best friend Marcus Brutus. In that tragic play, Brutus was tricked into joining a team of conspirators who wanted to kill Julius Caesar. On the fateful day of Caesar’s assassination at the Capitol, he was stabbed at the back by his murderers but the stab by Brutus came as a very big shock to him. He felt betrayed by a friend and was disposed to be defeated. Shocked at the betrayal by his friend, Brutus, Caesar died with these words on his lips: “Et tu Brute?”, which mean “and you Brutus?” or “even you, Brutus?” Read more...
This week and next we see a major intensification of Lent as we approach its end. This final period of Lent before the Triduum is traditionally called “Passiontide”, as our emphasis shifts from being ‘in the desert’ with Jesus at the beginning of His public ministry, to accompanying Him now on His way to the Passion. Read more...
Today is the 4th Sunday of Lent which is observed as Laetare Sunday. Laetare is the Latin word for ‘Rejoice.’ On this Sunday, the Church invites her members to rejoice because of the great hope that awaits us at Easter. Read more...
This month marks the 70th anniversary of the first Mass celebrated at St. Elizabeth of Hungary Parish. You’ll notice we have a special edition of the bulletin this week to mark the occasion, and it will be a theme for us throughout the year as we give thanks to God for the blessing of our parish, and ask that He continue to renew us and make us a blessing to others. Read More...
In his book titled “The Golden String”, Bede Griffiths describes a remarkable episode that took place when he was a schoolboy. He was walking outside one summer evening. As he strolled along by himself, he became aware of how beautiful the birds were singing. He wondered why he had never heard them sing like this before. As he continued to walk, he came upon some hawthorn trees in bloom. They were lovely and gave off a sweet fragrance that filled the air. Bede wondered why he had never noticed their beauty or aroma before. Finally, he came to a playing field. Everything was quiet and still. As he stood there, catching the sun sink slowly below the horizon, he felt inclined to kneel on the ground. It was as though God were present there in a tangible way. "Now that I look back on it," wrote Griffiths, "it seems to me it was one of the decisive events of my life." Up until that time, Griffiths said he had been a normal schoolboy, content with the world as he found it. Now he saw the world in a whole new way. Read more...