Sunday, February 25th - Second Sunday of Lent - St Tarasius BC V

Monday, February 26th - St Mechtilde V

Tuesday, February 27th - St Gabriel of the Sorrowful Virgin - St Nestor BM

Wednesday, February 28th - St Oswald BC

Thursday, March 1st - St David of Wales BC

Friday, March 2nd - St Onesimus BM

Saturday, March 3rd - Flight into Egypt

Sunday, March 4th - Third Sunday of Lent - St Casimir C

We welcome anyone who maybe be visiting Our Lady of the Snow Catholic Church. Please feel free to ask any questions and join us after Mass for our usual socializing. You are welcome to browse through any of our literature. Extra head coverings and Missals are at the back of the church. Remember, Holy Communion may only be received by Catholics who observe the Traditional teachings of the Catholic Church, are in the state of sanctifying grace, and have completed a three hour fast.

Please observe the rules of modesty as posted at the back of the church, out of respect for Our Lord and His Church.

Please follow the dress code for our church - Women and girls please wear dresses/skirts and head coverings; and men please wear dress slacks to Mass. Please be sure all clothing is modest and meet Catholic standards.


Catechism Classes

February4: Potluck: Sisters + Mrs Warns11:Sisters25:Sisters
March4: Potluck: Sisters + Mrs Warns11:Sisters18:Sisters
April6: Potluck: Sisters + Mrs Warns15:Sisters29:Sisters
May4: Potluck: Sisters + Mrs Warns13:Sisters 

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March 2: ST. SIMPLICIUS, Pope. Trials of the Papacy, nothing new in Holy Church!

St Simplicius was the ornament of the Roman clergy under Sts. Leo and Hilarius, and succeeded the latter in the pontificate in 468. He was raised by God to comfort and support His Church amidst the greatest storms. All the provinces of the Western Empire outside of Italy had fallen into the hands of barbarians. In the 8th year of Simplicius' pontificate, Rome itself fell a prey to foreigners. Italy, by oppressions and ravages of barbarians, was left almost a desert without inhabitants; the imperial armies consisted chiefly of barbarians. When these saw that their masters were in their power, they demanded one third of the lands of Italy, and chose as their leader a resolute and intrepid man, who was proclaimed king of Rome in 476. Pope Simplicius was wholly taken up in comforting and relieving the afflicted, and in sowing the seeds of the Catholic faith among the barbarians. The East gave his zeal no less employment. The patriarchal sees of Alexandria and Antioch were occupied by furious wolves spreading Arianism and the Eutychian heresies, and there was not one Catholic king in the whole world. St. Simplicius discovered the artifices of the enemy and redoubled his zeal to maintain the holy Faith, which he saw betrayed on every side.
St. Simplicius went to receive the reward of his labors in 483. He was buried in St. Peter's on the second of March.

Mary's sorrows

Mary's sorrows were not only lifelong; they were continually increasing. The more she became familiarized with the vision of them, and the nearer they came, the more terrible they seemed. The first breaths of the storm began to blow cold upon her heart. She clung to Jesus. He seemed more beautiful than ever. But the wide sea was around her, without a harbor. She had no home but the Great Deep - the Will of God. The first twelve years ran out, replete with loveliness and love beyond our power of summing. Then the next eighteen, when every word, every look, every meek subjection was thick with mysteries of heaven. Her life had almost passed out of her into Him, so exceedingly had He become her light, and life, and love, and all. Then came the three years of ministry, and the words, and works, and miracles of the Preacher of love appeared to charge the world with more beauty than it could bear, so that men rose up to put out the Light which hurt them by its strong shinning. As this loveliness increased, her love increased, and with her love her agony; and all three were continually increasing. The transcendent beauty of the three years' Ministry seemed to make it impossible for her to endure the Passion. Did it not seem that by the beauty of His preaching alone, and His human tears, and His vigils on the mountains, and His footsore journeys, and His hunger, and thirst, and sweet patience, and the persuasiveness of His miracles, that the world might be redeemed, and Calvary be spared? Could Jesus be torn from her and could she survive? And so one thought quickened another, and her dolors grew.

God of mercy and compassion,
look with pity upon me;
Father, let me call Thee Father,
'tis Thy child returns to Thee.
By my sins I have deserved
death and endless misery,
Hell with all its pains and torments,
and for all eternity.

Jesus, Lord, I ask for mercy;
let me not implore in vain;
All my sins, I now detest them:
never will I sin again.

By my sins I have abandoned
right and claim to heav'n above,
Where the saints rejoice forever
in a boundless sea of love.
See our Savior, bleeding, dying,
on the cross of Calvary;
To that cross my sins have nailed Him,
yet He bleeds and dies for me!