St. Philip’s Day

By chance, I went to mass today at the Brompton Oratory and found it was the feast day of St. Philip Neri (b. 1515). A man of exceptional charm and a child of the Renaissance, he spent hours in the streets of Rome talking to young people. He is the founder of the Oratory.

As I sat and prayed there, I looked at a large picture of him in the sanctuary preaching in Rome. I had never noticed it before. In this time of uncertainty it struck me that the root of happiness was in doing what ever the Holy Spirit requires. We do not know where it will lead us and can only accept what happens to us. Others are often a better judge than oneself.