GospelMark 1:21-28 (English Standard Version Anglicised: India)
[Jesus and his disciples] went into Capernaum, and immediately on the Sabbath he entered the synagogue and was teaching.And they were astonished at his teaching, for he taught them as one who had authority, and not as the scribes.And immediately there was in their synagogue a man with an unclean spirit. And he cried out,“What have you to do with us, Jesus of Nazareth? Have you come to destroy us? I know who you are—the Holy One of God.”But Jesus rebuked him, saying, “Be silent, and come out of him!”And the unclean spirit, convulsing him and crying out with a loud voice, came out of him.And they were all amazed, so that they questioned among themselves, saying, “What is this? A new teaching with authority! He commands even the unclean spirits, and they obey him.”And at once his fame spread everywhere throughout all the surrounding region of Galilee.
The stadium in the background is Croke Park, the renovation of which was completed in 2005. One of the main events of the visit of Pope Francis to Ireland in 2018 took place there.
In September 1953 the school building above was opened. O'Connell Schools - there is both a primary and secondary school - were founded in 1828 and named after Daniel O'Connell, the outstanding figure in Irish history in the first half of the 19th century, known as 'The Liberator'. He was a major benefactor in the building of the original school. He was also largely responsible for the Catholic Emancipation Act of 1829 in Westminster which abolished most of the Penal Laws against Catholics in the United Kingdom, of which the whole of Ireland was a part at the time.
I was in Fourth Class (Grade Four) in 1953-54 and was blessed to have a wonderful teacher named John Galligan. I didn't realise until about twelve years later when I was in the seminary what a wonderful teacher and mentor he was. He was around the same age as my father at the time, 40 or thereabouts. All my other teachers in the primary school, both Irish Christian Brothers and laymen, were all in their 20s.
John gave us a great grounding in the grammar of both Irish and English. He encouraged us to read the newspapers - and not just the sports pages. He stimulated my interest in writing and in reading, though I was already an avid reader at that stage, borrowing books from Dublin's public libraries. And he taught with a delightful sense of humour.
He was forever talking about his wife Mary. Their son Bernard was in our class and John treated us all with the same respect. One day he brought in Mary so that we could meet her.
At that time in Ireland children made their confirmation once they reached the age of ten. John prepared us for the sacrament which we celebrated in March 1954 in St Agatha's, North William Street, the parish in which our school was located. He was also sponsor or godfather to all of us when we were confirmed.
Mr Galligan, as he was known to us boys (the school was only for boys), also taught us how to use the hand missal that many had so that we could participate fully in the Mass, which in those days, as it had been for centuries, was what is now often referred to as the Traditional Latin Mass.
During my seminary years it dawned on me that not only had John Galligan been a first-class teacher, but a first-class mentor of the faith. The way he prepared us for confirmation and the way he taught us how to use the missal were not 'mechanical' acts but expressions of his living faith. His love for his wife Mary was a living out of the Sacrament of Matrimony that they had conferred on one another on their wedding day.
Whenever I read or hear these words in today's gospel, Andthey were astonished at his teaching, for he taught them as one who had authority, and not as the scribes . . . What is this? A new teaching with authority!, I think of John Galligan and others like him. He spoke to us youngsters in Fourth Class not only with the authority of his being our teacher but, much more importantly, with the authority of the integrity of the way he lived his Catholic Christian faith. He was quite probably unaware of that.
This is what the people in Capernaum could see in Jesus: his inner authority. That was the only authority he had, which came from the reality that he was God who became Man, doing the will of the Father. Each of us through baptism and confirmation is called to share in that authority of Jesus in the way we live our daily lives.
One of my regrets is that I did not invite John Galligan to attend my First Mass. However, in the 1980s I was invited to write a weekly column for The Freeman, a daily newspaper in Cebu City. My second column was an appreciation of John Galligan. I sent a copy of it to him through the school, though he he had by then retired. This led to my visiting him and Mary a number of times when on visits home from the Philippines, a delightful experience.
I am grateful to God for John Galligan - and for many others - who taught me the faith as one who had authority, the authority of Jesus himself.
Antiphona ad communionem
Communion Antiphon Cf Ps 30 [31]:17-18
Illumina faciem tuan super servum tuum,
Let your face shine on your servant.
salvum me fac in tua misericordia.
Save me in our merciful love.
Domine, non confundar, quoniam invocavi te.
O Lord, let me never be put to shame, for I call on you.
This Communion Antiphon, one of two alternatives, is also used in today's Traditional Latin Mass (see below).
Extraordinary Form of the Mass
Traditional Latin Mass (TLM)
Septuagesima Sunday
The complete Mass in Latin and English is here. (Adjust the date at the top of that page to 1-31-2021 if necessary).
Epistle: 1 Cor. 9:24-27; 10:1-5. Gospel: Matthew 20:1-16.
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A wider selection from Victor Young's soundtrack played by The New Zealand Symphony Orchestra is here. The movie was produced and directed by George Stevens and released on 1953, the year I started in Fourth Class under John Galligan. I first saw it when it was re-released in the mid-1960s. It was based on the 1949 novel with the same title by Jack Schaefer that begins with a wonderfully evocative paragraph: He rode into our valley in the summer of `89. I was a kid then, barely topping the backboard of father`s old chuck-wagon. I was on the upper rail of our small corral, soaking in the late afternoon sun, when I saw him far down the road where it swung into the valley from the open plain beyond.
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