Nativity of the Lord Jesus Catholic Church

Nativity of the Lord Jesus Catholic Church Serving southern Springfield Township and northern Green at the corner of Killian and Myersville Roads.

09/06/2026

Hi Folks,

Since we are celebrating Labor Day this weekend, I decided to do a bit of research into the patron saints of different professions. While I found some that were typical occupations, it seems that there is a patron saint of almost anything you can name! Some of the expected ones are: Accountants & bankers—Matthew, Artists—Luke, Attorneys—Genesius, Authors/ Journalists—Francis deSales, Barbers—Cosmas & Damian, Builders—Barbara, Carpenters—Joseph, Chefs/cooks—Lawrence, Deacons—Stephen, Dentists—Apollonia, Doctors—Luke, Electricians—Lucia, Farmers/ manual laborers—Isidore, Firefighters—Florian, Fishermen—Andrew, Funeral directors—Joseph of Arimathea, Hairdressers—Mary Magdalene, Immigrants—Frances Xavier Cabrini, Librarians/ secretaries—Catherine of Alexandria, Mental health therapists—Dymphna, Messengers—Gabriel the Archangel, Missionaries—Mother Teresa, Nuns—Brigid of Ireland, Nurses—Agatha, Alexius, Catherine, Paramedics—Michael the Archangel, Parish clerks—Cassian of Imola Pharmacists—James, Gemma, Mary Magdalene, Police officers—Jude, Michael the Archangel, Politicians—Thomas the Apostle, Popes—Peter the Apostle, Postal workers—Gabriel the Archangel, Priests—John Vianney, Thomas Becket, Shepherds—Bernadette of Lourdes, Software engineers—Carlos Acutis, Soldiers—Joan of Arc, Teachers—Andrew, Thomas Aquinas, Veterinarians—Blaise, James the Great, Volunteers—Vincent dePaul, Waiters—Zita.

Here are some that were more unusual. Box makers—Fiacre, Brush makers—Anthony the Great, Casket makers—Stephen, Charcoal burners—Alexander of Comana, Chess players—Teresa of Avila, Chimney sweeps—Erasmus of Formiae, Clowns/comedians—Genesius, Cream clotters—Piran, Gamblers—Cajetan, Grave diggers—Anthony the Abbot, Harness makers—Eligius, Heralds—Benedict of Nursia, Ice skaters—Lidwina, Jesters—Maturinus, Kings—Edward the Confessor, Lighthouse keepers—Verena, Lumberjacks—Gummarus, Makers of images of the crucifix—John of Damascus, Matchmakers—Raphael the Archangel, Miners—Barbara, Pastry crimpers—Piran, Pig keepers—Anthony the Abbot, Potters—Justina and Rufina, Saddle makers—Crispin, George, Second hand dealers—Roch, Shorthand writers—Cassian of Imola, Spectacle makers—Jerome, Stone cutters—Clement, Surfers—Christopher, Thieves who repent—Nicholas of Myra, Town criers—Blaise, Vinegar makers—Vincent of Saragossa, Wax melters & refiners—Ambrose of Milan, Zoo keepers—Paul.

The list can go on and on since there are so many unique jobs that keep the world running, and I find it comforting that anyone can find a saint to help them make it through the tough spots of their job.

So long for now from Chatter, your friendly church mouse

08/30/2026

Hi Folks,

One day, while I caught a peek at Bernadette working, I saw her pull out her big ring of keys. It is an impressive bunch that is bigger than me. So many keys to unlock so many places! Think about how much everyone uses a key, that is the one essential thing that is needed for opening an entry; or one clue that is the key to solving a puzzle. I would not be able to understand a story if I missed the key to the plot. Granny would not create her savory acorn pudding if she lacked the key ingredient of acorns. People also use a key to start their vehicle, uncover answers to a test, or name the most important witness in a trial.

Recently, Father read the Gospel from Matthew where Jesus told Peter, “I will give you the keys of the kingdom of heaven, and whatever you bind on earth shall be bound in heaven, and whatever you loose on earth shall be loosed in heaven.” I see pictures sometimes where people portray heaven with big gates and St. Peter is standing there with keys to either open or keep them locked. I find it amusing to picture actual fences and gates surrounding God’s kingdom in heaven. Granny says that in ancient times, when someone was entrusted with the royal master’s keys, it was a symbol of authority and stewardship, rather than being a literal gatekeeper. Father said that Jesus was appointing Peter as his first pope with authority over the Church on earth.

The most important key that comes to mind is Jesus. I have heard so many times at the Gospel readings or homilies, that Jesus is the key to everlasting life. Actually, I would say that he is the universal key to everything. Whenever I have a problem or something wonderful happens, or I have a decision to make, or a great need, or loving praise, or just anything—I find that Jesus is always the answer.

I bet Bernadette would be glad to have one universal key that fits everything here at Nativity. Universal keys make life so simple.

So long for now from Chatter, your friendly church mouse

08/23/2026

Hi Folks,

Some of the kids were talking about how school is starting and they are excited about finally getting to go to high school. They are a little nervous about learning their way around a new building, but since a lot of their friends will be there it will not be quite as scary. Knowing that you have someone there in your corner makes life a bit easier. Maybe that is why God gave everyone a guardian angel.

I wonder if people talk to their guardian angel much, or do they just go about their day without any thought of this heavenly protector that never leaves their side. I heard a man say that he doesn’t use spoken words, but rather, he talks to his guardian angel through mental thoughts. He tells his angel the plans that he has for the day and asks his angel for help to know which decisions will be the best ones. Whenever he gets behind the wheel of his car, he first prays for the protection of his angel to be his co-pilot. Then when he goes to sleep, his guardian angel remains on duty to shield his soul from demons who might try to fill his dreams with sinful temptations.

Not many people have actually seen their guardian angel, but I was reading about how Padre Pio would often see his own angel as well as those of other people. A priest once asked him how he could reach him quickly if there was an urgent issue. Padre Pio replied, “Just send your guardian angel to me with the message.” Father Pio was so well known that when he was out in public, crowds of people would surround him shouting for his attention to their needs. He would not be able to address each person but instead would tell them all to send him their guardian angels. Father Alessio was a devoted assistant to Padre Pio and one day approached Padre Pio while he was in the garden praying his rosary. Fr. Alessio began to read a letter from a woman asking for advice. Father Pio replied that he was very busy, “Don’t you see all these angels surrounding me? They are the guardian angels of my spiritual children who need my response.”

That seems amazing to me that there is such a powerful protector at the side of every person. I imagine that they are not permitted to force someone to do something against their own free will, but I bet they would gladly give someone a nudge in the right direction. Wouldn’t you also suppose that parents could ask their guardian angel to talk to the guardian angels of their children and thank them for keeping watch over the kids as they head off to school each day. Their angels may not be able to help them ace their math quiz, but they may certainly keep them from cheating.

So long for now from Chatter, your friendly church mouse

08/16/2026

Hi Folks,

Last week I heard some teens say that they had done some shopping for school since it had been a tax-free weekend. That seemed like an odd thing. Taxes have been around for a very long time; it would be unusual to have no tax. One of the 12 apostles, Matthew, was even a tax collector. I wondered if every state has tax-free days and was surprised to find that the collection of taxes is not consistent throughout America. Some of the states never have tax-free days, and five of the states are free from sales tax every single day!

It certainly helps people stretch their budget if they don’t have to pay an additional tax, but I doubt that there was ever a suspension of paying taxes in biblical times. In fact, I read that Roman 13:7 says “Pay to all their dues, taxes to whom taxes are due, toll to whom toll is due, respect to whom respect is due, honor to whom honor is due.” It sounds to me that this teaching is not only about finances, but also about showing respect for authority and doing the right thing.

The first person who comes to mind who lived this way is Jesus’ mom, Mary. Right after she had her encounter with the Archangel, Michael, and conceived Jesus, she showed respect for her elder relative, Elizabeth, by going to help her during her final months of pregnancy. Rather than acting like she was so extra special, Mary remained humble to put her relative’s needs before her own. Mary and Joseph showed respect for the Roman law by making that difficult journey to Bethlehem for the census when Jesus was born. Then, later when taking Jesus to the temple for dedication to God, they honored the law of Moses which requires dedication of every firstborn male (both human and animal) to God. The Holy Family always showed honor to God and the Jewish authorities by worshiping at the temple for Holy Days and reading scripture in their domestic church.

Now it is time for me to give honor where honor is due. This weekend, we are celebrating Mary and her triumphant assumption into heaven. Jesus honored her by taking her body and soul to heaven rather than allow decay. I will honor her by digging out my rosary for a little prayer time. There may be tax-free weekends, but there is never a prayer-free weekend.

So long for now from Chatter, your friendly church mouse

08/09/2026

Hi Folks,

I made a cup of chicory root tea and went outside to lie in the grass under a tree. It was a beautiful summer day that was too perfect to waste sitting inside. I had to stop myself from grabbing my cell phone when I went out. It seems to be so automatic these days to pick up your phone or tablet rather than just sit quietly alone with your thoughts. Maybe that is a lost art that fewer folks sit silently these days without feeling like they must remain connected to social media. Thankfully, I don’t have a job that requires me to be on standby alert, so there is no reason that I can’t disconnect for a while.

I wonder if that is how some of the most important ideas, inventions, or poetry have come about when people give space for creativity instead of robotically reading what someone else is saying. I suppose that's why many saints would become hermits taking a vow of silence. They realized the value of quiet solitude in nature to get in touch with God.

Looking around in the natural world, I can see the hand of God in so many things. The silent clouds overhead shifting in constant movements with the sun occluded and then peeking out again with a blast of warmth and causing shadows to appear and disappear makes me think of how Jesus said that faith is like a lamp that should not be put under a wicker basket. Yet, beautiful white clouds can become noisy, violent storms with the benefit of bringing nourishing rain; sometimes God’s plan seems difficult but brings great rewards. The birds flitting about collecting seeds and little grubs reminds me of the Gospel when Jesus taught about the value of life saying that not one sparrow falls to the ground without God knowing it. Some of my chipmunk friends are scouring hiding places where they left some of their winter stash which makes me think of the parable of the woman who sweeps her house to find the lost coin, just as God searches for every lost soul. A monarch emerging from her chrysalis and expanding her wings for the first time is a beautiful reminder of resurrection and rebirth.

This week, we aren’t having Eucharistic Adoration due to the steps and carpet installation, so I can’t spend some quiet time with Jesus then, but I highly recommend that everyone find some time to go outside and talk to God in the beautiful world that He created.

So long for now from Chatter, your friendly church mouse.

Hi Folks,⁣Last Saturday at 4:30 Mass, as I was listening to the Gospel reading about a man finding treasure, and another...
08/02/2026

Hi Folks,

Last Saturday at 4:30 Mass, as I was listening to the Gospel reading about a man finding treasure, and another about having a very valuable pearl, it occurred to me that we would be celebrating someone after Mass who is a great treasure here at Nativity. I heard how Ada and Bernadette were planning the retirement party for Helen, our office manager. Helen said that she wanted to keep it informal, so a pizza party was the perfect choice.

Many of you came to wish her well, and to enjoy the social fellowship of this parish family; Helen was soon surrounded by folks sharing hugs and smiles. I am not surprised to see this outpouring of love, since she has been the heart of this parish office for the past 41 years. We saw her here every day, and I thought you might want to know a little more about who she is.

Helen grew up in Akron across the street from another Catholic family who became good social friends. They had a son, Wayne, who was present at Helen’s First Holy Communion, and eventually, he saw her dressed in white walking down the church aisle to become his bride. His job took him to Cincinnati for a few years, and they welcomed the birth of their daughter, Cathy; but heartstrings always seem to pull families together, so they moved back to Uniontown. Wayne’s mother, Nellie, was attending this new little parish named Nativity of The Lord Jesus, so Wayne and Helen decided to make this their forever home.

With their daughter now grown, Helen thought it would be good to find a job. The next week, she saw a notice in the bulletin that Father Dave was looking for an office secretary. She asked him about it after Mass, and he hired her on the spot to work in a room at the old rectory. After the new church added office space, she and Sister Suzanne moved in and were soon joined by Karen and later by MaryAnn and Ada.

Helen always welcomed people with her warm smile, and Sister Suzanne remarked, “I never knew anyone before who has such wonderful friends.” Helen said that she would be lost without God, and her friends. “We all have crosses to bear, but God and our friends give us strength to make it through the rough times,” she said. After Wayne passed away, she and several others who have also lost their spouses, have formed a group who lend support as they go out to dinner each week. In the office, she was much more than just a clerical worker, Helen always made time to listen, and that is something that is priceless. She even had made friends with the mail carrier, Kathy, who also came to her retirement party!

Helen went about doing quiet acts of kindness with a smile as she worked, and she was a great example of the welcoming culture of this parish. I heard her say that she plans to take some time to remember all the loving support she has had from her friends here and looks forward to continuing those lasting friendships. I hope that she has time for this one little mouse too!

So long for now from Chatter, your friendly church mouse

07/26/2026

Hi Folks,

Isn’t it interesting how the last two Sundays have had Gospel readings about growing crops. How timely that I see the farmers’ fields all around here coming up with summer crops of corn and soybeans. One field was planted with wheat which reminded me of last Sunday when Jesus told the parable of the wheat field with weeds growing through it. The farmer is Jesus who sows good seed while Satan sows evil weeds. The good seed are the folks who try hard to follow the way of Jesus while the weeds represent the wicked who turn away from God. The farmer tells the workers of the fields not to uproot the weeds since it might also damage the good wheat; he said that God will sort them out at the harvest.

I started thinking about the wisdom of why God would allow evil to remain on earth when He could easily wipe it out as it happens. Obviously, Jesus did not like seeing these evils of sickness, sin, and death, since He spent His ministry curing people and even bringing them back from the grave. So, why wouldn’t God just strike down those who are doing evil things?

I ran to Granny’s house to see what she thought. Granny told me to think about how God is pure love, and not full of vengeance. “Don’t you think that God wants to give people the opportunity to repent and change for the better?” she said. “That’s why there is the sacrament of Reconciliation.” “But some folks are so evil that they harm and kill thousands of others,” I lamented. “Why not strike them down before they do more harm?” “That is a good question,” Granny replied. “But perhaps it would also cause harm to the good folks.” She then went on to tell her own parable.

Suppose your dad was a Hollywood vigilante like Jason Bourne or John Wick who went about killing nasty criminals for the good of society. You didn’t know what he did every day when he left home to go to work, and you just believed that he had a normal boring job. Then one day, you hid in the back of his car as he left for work. That day you saw him break bones, sab and shoot some street thugs. You were absolutely horrified; was Dad not the kind man who read you bedtime stories? How could you ever look with love at this man again? Would you live in fear of what he might do to you someday?

“If God started striking down everyone who does evil, wouldn’t that be terrifying?” Granny asked. “Would you still see Him as a loving God if He was killing people whenever they choose evil over good?” “Oh, I see how pulling out the “weeds” could also destroy the “good wheat”, I replied. “People would be afraid to have a relationship with such a vengeful God.”

It is good that folks have a lifetime to correct their wrongs before the final harvest.

So long for now from Chatter, your friendly church mouse

07/19/2026

Hi Folks,

Last week, I went to see Granny over at Loyola. She was very busy collecting summer berries to make some pies. “I need some help to reach them in small spaces,” she said. “Please lend me a hand.” Of course, I agreed to help, and we found some wild strawberries, raspberries, and a few blueberries. As we carried the heavy baskets of berries back home, Granny said, “I want to make at least three pies today, so you can take one of them back to Nativity as a reward for your hard work.” That sounded like a great reward, so I walked with more determination to make sure that our berries all got home safely.

I carefully washed the berries, making sure to get out any sand while Granny started making the pie dough. Just then, I heard her shriek, “What happened to all my flour? Something got into the bin and ate most of it! I need at least a cup to make 3 pies and there are only about 4 spoonsful.” She clasped her head moaning, “Now I can only make one pie that I promised for the bake sale.” I slumped to the floor, sad that my dreams of one of Granny’s pies would not happen. “I am so sorry, Chatter,” she said. “I really wanted to make a pie for you to share with your friends.”

As I was walking home, I started thinking of our conversation and how what we want is not the same as what we need. Many times, I may want something, but it really isn’t all that essential in the long run. But when I need something, it is more important that I get it. That reminds me of the lyrics of a classic rock song: “You can’t always get what you want, but if you try, sometimes you just might find, you get what you need.”

I know sometimes when I pray for something that I want, it seems that God is silent, and it doesn’t happen. Maybe that could be because God sees the bigger picture and knows what I truly need; or maybe that it is not the right time for me to get what I want. It doesn’t mean that I will quit asking God for things. It just means that I must be patient and trust that He knows when, where and how to answer my prayers.

For now, I know that if I want to enjoy a juicy homemade pie, I need to go collect some wheat that Granny can grind into more flour. Sometimes God provides the opportunities that allow me to help myself.

So long for now from Chatter, your friendly church mouse

07/12/2026

Hi Folks,

What a spectacular weekend we had last week; the celebration of America’s 250 birthday brought out the very best things that we hold dear. We had a family picnic at Granny’s of course, when everyone brought their favorite food, and then we gathered outside to watch the fireworks that were popping up in several different spots. We take for granted that we have the freedom to go where we choose, and stay out after dark, but it is not like that in some other countries of the world who have rigid demands that restrict freedom.

It brings to mind a story I heard about a serviceman who was overseas in a country where a Christian Bible was not permitted. One Sunday morning he took out his deck of cards and began to fan them out on his bunk. Just then the lieutenant came in and asked why he wasn’t outside joining in the soccer game. The soldier replied that he was going to spend some time in prayer. “Sure you are,” sneered the officer. “Let me explain, sir,” the soldier stammered. “ This deck of cards is like my Bible.” He then proceeded to deal the cards one by one:

“The Ace reminds me of the one true God. The Two represents the Old and New Testaments. When I see a Three, I am reminded of the Holy Trinity. A Four symbolizes the four Evangelists—Matthew, Mark, Luke and John. A Five reminds me of the five wise virgins who had prepared their lamps to meet the bridegroom. A Six makes me think of the days God created the universe. A Seven represents the Sabbath, the day God rested. An Eight stands for the eight people spared in Noah’s Ark. When I see a Nine, I am reminded of the nine ungrateful lepers who didn’t say thanks after being healed. A Ten represents the Ten Commandments. I shudder when I see a Jack since it reminds be of Satan, the prince of darkness. The beautiful Queen warms my heart as I think of Mary, the Queen of Heaven. Of course, the King is Jesus, the King of Kings.” The lieutenant was at a loss for words and bowed his head as he quietly walked away.

Isn’t it wonderful that we can openly pray without fear? In June, I watched as you processed the Holy Eucharist outside for adoration with no worry that anyone would be harmed. Last Saturday, many of you stayed after the 4:30 Mass to pray the Patriotic Rosary for our leaders and every person in each State. Kevin, an Air Force veteran, led the rosary while many volunteered to lead a Hail Mary dedicated to one of the USA States. After a rousing verse of “God Bless America”, everyone was invited to the hall for an ice cream social provided by the Knights of Columbus. There was plenty to go around for second helpings and even some I collected to share at our family’s picnic. This is truly the land of plenty.

So long for now from Chatter, your friendly church mouse


07/05/2026

Hi Folks,

I heard people talking about the plans they have for this weekend to celebrate our country’s big 250-year birthday. Some of you may be participating in the Patriotic Rosary and ice cream social before heading off for more festivities. Maybe you are having a backyard barbeque like we will have at Granny’s place. I heard someone say that they are headed to a baseball game where there will be fireworks afterwards. Since this marks such a significant milestone in our history, I bet there are more festivities that will focus on the freedoms we have in America.

I am reminded of a time when I asked Father Dave when he decided to become a priest. He replied, “Just this morning.” I was confused. “What do you mean?” I stammered. “Every morning I get up and freely make the decision to follow my vocation, living as a follower of Jesus,” he explained. “I want to fulfill the purpose of my life for which God intended instead of my own free will.”

As I think more about what he said, the more I realize that he was not giving up his freedom to choose his life’s path, he was opening the door for God to direct his life. It was still up to Father Dave to choose to follow those directions. Thankfully, in this country, I also have the opportunity to get up every morning and decide how I will spend my day. I could choose to gnaw holes in the quilter’s supplies, or I could offer to help Bernadette sweep the floors. I realize that I have the freedom to decide who I am, and how my actions will show the real me.

By the gift of God-given free will, everyone is free to make choices to become the best version of themselves. A famous man, Moshe Dayan, once said, “Freedom is the oxygen of the soul”. So tomorrow morning when I look into the mirror, I will take a deep breath and ask, “Chatter, who do you choose to be today?”

So long for now from Chatter, your friendly church mouse

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Wednesday 9am - 4pm
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