by Fr. Pat McNulty, deceased MH priest
I can remember as a small child standing alone in the backyard weeping as I heard the bells from the monastery a few miles away,...
by Fr. Pat McNulty
Since I made my first confession in about 1936, I figure I’ve been there about 2500 times. You’d think that by now things would have...
Fr. Pat McNulty
I was watching the disheveled young woman carrying her illegitimate baby board the 7 a. m. city bus. Then just before the doors hissed shut,...
by Fr. Pat McNulty
The following article is about a truth that Fr. Pat discovered and contemplated for the last few years of his life. If you really let...
Fr. Pat McNulty
There wasn’t room for this article in Fr. Pat’s memorial issue last month, but we think it is too good for you to miss. Why do...
by Fr. Pat McNulty
Fr. Pat once told me that this was his favourite of his Restoration articles. — editor "Kissy-face with Jesus, Daddy." I must have been dozing in a...
by Fr. Pat McNulty
Fr. Pat, who is in the final stages of leukemia, has been writing his popular column,"Word Made Flesh," since the July-August 1999 issue of Restoration. In...
by Fr. Pat McNulty
There is one question I would like to ask Mamie: What drove you? What kept you focussed all those years, especially these last ten years...
by Fr. Pat McNulty
I’ve always liked the feast of Pentecost, the feast of the Holy Spirit. Yeah, but when it comes to the power of the Holy Spirit, it...
by Fr. Pat McNulty
Who are these guys, Reverend? I can’t even pro-nounce their names. I mean who would want a name like Silly-beaks? It’s Schillebeeckx, and it’s pronounced, Skil-a-becks....