The Churchtown Community gathered on Tuesday 22 September 2015 for a Double Celebration.  To thank God for Brigid Mary Kennedy’s 80th birthday and Helen Reynolds’ 91st birthday.  We wish the Sisters many blessings throughout the year ahead and beyond.

“I have dreamed in my life, dreams that have stayed with me ever after, and changed my ideas.  They have gone through and through me….. and altered the colour of my mind… and my life.”                                                                                                                   [Emily Bronte]  Euphrasie was just six years old when the family moved from Louvigny back to Caen, a small town in Normandy, France.  While ...

Despite my time spent with the Sisters in Arequipa being brief, my memories of my stay are those of warmth, kindness and peacefulness. My sister and I were welcomed into the intimate community there with absolute ease, and quickly came to appreciate the calm and tranquillity of the convent. I enjoyed sharing mealtimes together with the sisters, engaging in lively ...

Gentle, grace-filled, quiet space, Tender, delicate, gossamer place. Filled with light, a soft caress, A gift from One who loves me best.   Silence, oh so loving, warm Radiates around my form. Peace enfolds me, grace abounds, Limitless love washes me round.   Completely open, unafraid, A sense of waiting, not dismayed. Quiet pleasure, day and night Awaiting God’s great ...

On June 2nd Sisters of Our Lady of the Missions invited me to offer a Votive Mass of the Visitation (a special Feast in the Congregation’s Calendar) for Euphrasie Barbier Communi ty and the Sisters in St. Anne’s. Sister Yvonne invited the Chigwell Sisters from Herne Bay, the Benedictine Nuns from Minster, the Franciscan Sisters of Littlehampton and Sister Patricia (Sister ...

“Life is either a daring adventure, or it is nothing.”                                                                                                               [Helen Keller] The fourth day of January 1829 dawned with dark ominous clouds threatening  to shower and engulf the earth with their burden of snow.  A cold fierce wind howled angrily around the sturdy walls of a small second floor flat trying in vain to dislodge the windows and ...

How often do we stop to think about the bread we eat? Hidden from our eyes, that tiny seed sown in early spring now harvested in the September will become for us our daily bread. The work of many hands has become for us a bountiful gift. That tiny seed: buried in the dark, watered by gentle rains, warmed by ...