St. Joseph's Anglican Church

St. Joseph's Anglican Church St. Joseph's Anglican Church in New Braunfels, TX, holding the Catholic tradition of Anglicanism. With us it's more like a weekly adventure.

SUNDAY SERVICES:

9:00 am Morning Prayer
9:30 am Eucharist
4.00 pm Evening Prayer

WEDNESDAY, THURSDAY AND FRIDAY SERVICES:
11:45 am Morning Prayer and Holy Eucharist
7:00 pm Evening Prayer

Worship at St Joseph's is traditional; don't mistake that for dull. The traditional Book of Common Prayer, which dates back to the first English Mass of 1549, looks back beyond the medieval Latin Mass, to the

Lord Jesus gathered with His disciples around the table on the night in which He was betrayed. Our Sunday schedule keeps the same cycle of Christian prayer which reaches back to the first years of Christianity. It begins with Morning Prayer at 9:00 am, followed by the Eucharist at 9:30 am. We draw on the best tradition of Anglican hymnody and the ancient chant of the medieval Church.

05/31/2026

Trinity Sunday 2026

โ€œ๐—•๐—ฒ๐—ต๐—ผ๐—น๐—ฑ, ๐—œ ๐˜๐—ฒ๐—น๐—น ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚ ๐—ฎ ๐— ๐˜†๐˜€๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐˜†โ€ฆโ€The Stanford ๐˜Œ๐˜ฏ๐˜ค๐˜บ๐˜ค๐˜ญ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ๐˜ช๐˜ข ๐˜ฐ๐˜ง ๐˜—๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ญ๐˜ฐ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฉ๐˜บ lists St Thomas Aquinas as one of the three great...
05/31/2026

โ€œ๐—•๐—ฒ๐—ต๐—ผ๐—น๐—ฑ, ๐—œ ๐˜๐—ฒ๐—น๐—น ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚ ๐—ฎ ๐— ๐˜†๐˜€๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐˜†โ€ฆโ€

The Stanford ๐˜Œ๐˜ฏ๐˜ค๐˜บ๐˜ค๐˜ญ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ๐˜ช๐˜ข ๐˜ฐ๐˜ง ๐˜—๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ญ๐˜ฐ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฉ๐˜บ lists St Thomas Aquinas as one of the three greatest thinkers in human history. St Thomas may not be the topic at a lot of dinnertime conversations, but for centuries he was regarded as the most important thinker in the history of Christianity (for some folks, he still is).

St Thomas was born in 1224. He died fifty years later, in 1274, fifteen miles from is birthplace. In the intervening years he wrote 78 books, including the ๐˜š๐˜ถ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข ๐˜›๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฐ๐˜ญ๐˜ฐ๐˜จ๐˜ช๐˜ค๐˜ข (โ€œThe Summary of Theologyโ€), which for several hundred years was the standard work of Christian theology (the text of the ๐˜š๐˜ถ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข runs to over 1,500,000 words). Safe to say, Thomas was one smart fella. One of my hopes, when Iโ€™ve finished paying my purgatorial debt, is to make an appointment Someday to sit down with St Thomas, a couple of Dr Peppers, and a notebook of the collected questions of my life.

Thereโ€™s a mystery about St Thomas though. He taught and wrote theology tirelessly, day in and out, from 1245 until December 6, 1273. He didnโ€™t die on December 6, but he did put down his pen. He was near the end of completing his greatest work (the afore-mentioned ๐˜š๐˜ถ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข ), but he walked away and left it unfinished. Why? What happened?

On the morning of December 6, 1273, Fr Thomas celebrated Mass. Afterward, he went to his writing desk but didnโ€™t look through his notes or pick up his pen. He sat quietly. When his secretary noticed, he asked what they were going to work on next. Thomas told him they werenโ€™t going to work on anything. โ€œAfter what has been revealed to me, I now see that all I have written is like a stack of straw.โ€

A few years before he began the ๐˜š๐˜ถ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข , Thomas wrote, โ€œโ€ฆwe begin to know God only when come to believe that He is far beyond everything we can understand about Him.โ€

That early December morning, St Thomas grasped with his heart what he already understood with his mind. God is not a concept. He isnโ€™t the ideal answer to lifeโ€™s questions, Platonic, Aristotelian, existential or scientific. God is not a theological dogma or religious doctrine.

He IS.

What Thomas glimpsed that morning was not new. It was the same mystery that confronted Moses at the Burning Bush centuries before: God spoke to Moses atop Mt Sinai. He pulled the curtain of creation aside and revealed Himself face-to-face and heart-to-heart to the trembling Jew. What He said was โ€œI AM.โ€

Thatโ€™s what St Thomas saw in the face of the crucifix over the Altar. โ€œI AM.โ€ Thomas then realized in a heartbeat that all heโ€™d written wasnโ€™t untrue, but that no human words could every convey the one Truth at the heart of all Truth: God IS all that there really IS. He IS in Himself and everything else โ€“ you, me, the lizard in the grass outside your door and the immense sun that powers our planets โ€“ none of it (us) exist(s) except that God WANTS it to exist. Everything that is, is because HE IS.

But that step, which staggered Moses and Thomas, is just the first, the beginning, the baby step.

God wants everything to exist because existence is good. Existence has a meaning, it has a purpose, and you and I (and the lizard and the sun) exist to be part of that purpose. Creation in all its splendor give us glimpses of that purpose, but it finally all comes to focus in the face of Jesus Christ, โ€œGod with us.โ€

The Creator became part of His creation.

St Gregory Nazianzen, a fourth-century archbishop of Constantinople (commonly called โ€œthe Theologianโ€ because of his insights) spoke of Christ in this way: โ€œHe became man and yet remained God, that He might make me God while I remain man.โ€
This is where the baby steps end.

You and I are made for more than we can ever imagine. Weโ€™re created โ€“ we exist โ€“ to be like God.

What does that mean?

It means to be like Jesus Christ. I hope that makes you blush. It makes me want to shrink โ€“ and to sing.

Trinity Sunday is not the celebration of God as a concept. God isnโ€™t the ideal answer to lifeโ€™s questions, nor is He a theological dogma or religious doctrine. God IS: the Father loving the Son, the Son loving the Father, the Spirit Is the Living Bond of the Love between Them. Trinity Sunday is the high celebration that you and I are entangled in the midst of that unending cycle of Love.

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05/24/2026

The Feast of Pentecost, commonly called Whitsunday. May 24th, 2026

๐—ฃ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฐ๐—ผ๐˜€๐˜๐—ฎ๐—น ๐—™๐—ถ๐—ฟ๐—ฒWe all know the story of Pentecost: the disciples gathered in prayer as the Lord Christ commanded; the m...
05/23/2026

๐—ฃ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฐ๐—ผ๐˜€๐˜๐—ฎ๐—น ๐—™๐—ถ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ

We all know the story of Pentecost: the disciples gathered in prayer as the Lord Christ commanded; the mighty blast of wind, bursting the closed doors and shuttered windows open to the world; the heaven-sent flames, setting afire the hearts and minds of those over whose heads they danced; and the miracle of โ€œtongues.โ€ Everyone who heard the first Whitsunday sermon heard it in their own language. Those tongues were the first, but not the greatest miracle of Pentecost. That day the Fire of the Holy Ghost transformed uncertain disciples into bold Apostlesโ€”and then He sent them into the world. After that Pentecost those men would never be the same.

From that day, the world has never been the same.So much of who we are traces back to that day, yet we often miss its meaning. Pentecost โ€” Whitsunday โ€” is the Churchโ€™s birthday, the day the Holy Ghost came with power. But we keep the feast while forgetting the fire. We celebrate the day but conceal the flame.

So some Christians, well-meaning but untutored in the Faith, try to recapture the Pentecostal fire by re-kindling the fireworks. They โ€œspeak in tongues,โ€ declare dubious prophecies and end up following strange doctrines. They do it because at many times and in many places, the One Church has not lived the Pentecostal promise.

We are timid tenders of the flame. I speak as one of the most insipid. My own failures are in front of me day and night.

Pentecost isnโ€™t about waving our hands in the air or congratulating ourselves on being โ€œsaved.โ€ It isnโ€™t a smug assurance that my spiritual insights are better than yours. The Pentecostal Fire kindles humility and charity. It teaches me that my understanding and spiritual experience hold true only if itโ€™s the understanding and spiritual experience of the One Church on which the Fire first fell. Pentecost reminds me that salvation โ€” even my own salvation โ€” ๐˜ช๐˜ด๐˜ฏโ€™๐˜ต ๐˜ข๐˜ฃ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ต ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ.

Pentecost intends to bring to life โ€“ in us โ€“ the words of St Paul, โ€œitโ€™s no longer I who live, but Christ Who lives in me.โ€ The Holy Ghost moves us to put ourselves in His handsโ€”or betterโ€”throw ourselves into His burning flameโ€”a Fire that, like Mosesโ€™ bush, burns but does not consume.

The Holy Ghost set afire those twelve men of modest means and mediocre talents and they, in turn, put a torch to the world. They turned the Roman Empire upside down and took the Gospel to places which had never heard the name of Rome. They threw themselves into the Pentecostal flame and paid for it with their lives. That Fire still burns.

It burns in us.

The Church โ€” One, Holy, Catholic, and Apostolic โ€” is the keeper of that Fire. But too often we become caretakers rather than fireโ€‘bringers. Thereโ€™s nothing wrong with tending a flame, but the Fire was not given to you and me to be tended.

We are men and women entrusted with the Light. Weโ€™re sent to carry the Spiritโ€™s flame โ€“ His charity, His humility โ€“ into places where darkness reigns: into lives where faith has guttered out, into hearts too timid to hope, into a world that mistakes itself for its own end.

Pentecost teaches us to look beyond ourselves: first to God, Whom we must worship; then to our neighbor, whom we must love. None of this is easy, nor is it meant to be. You were not created, redeemed, and sanctified for your private comfort. What a small and squinty view that is of the Fire that came to renew the whole cosmos.

You were created to be a living torch of the Holy Ghost โ€” bringing Fire to a world content to call darkness light.

This Whitsunday, beloved, pray with me for our small parish, pray with me for each other: pray, brethren, that each of us will be burned โ€“ even if a bit โ€“ by the Fire that comes down to make all things new. - Whitsunday, 2026

05/17/2026

Morning Prayer and Mass

๐—ช๐—ฎ๐—ถ๐˜๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ดโ€ฆOn the first Ascension Day, before the Lord Christ was physically โ€œtaken up into Heaven,โ€ He gave His disciples ...
05/17/2026

๐—ช๐—ฎ๐—ถ๐˜๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ดโ€ฆ

On the first Ascension Day, before the Lord Christ was physically โ€œtaken up into Heaven,โ€ He gave His disciples their marching orders. St Luke says, โ€œHe commanded them not to depart from Jerusalem but wait for the promise of the Father.โ€ Ten days later, the fire of the Holy Ghost fell on each of them personally in the flames of Pentecost.

Jesus didnโ€™t say โ€œin a week and half something pretty darn big is coming.โ€ Christ didnโ€™t tell them when Godโ€™s promise would come or even say what the promise would be. He just said, โ€œYโ€™all wait.โ€

After all they had seen and heard since His resurrection, the Apostles still responded as they had so many times before, with incomprehension. Their first question to Him, after Heโ€™d ordered them to wait, was โ€œIs this the time Youโ€™ll ๐˜ง๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ญ๐˜บ make Yourself king of Israel?โ€ They still were bound by their stunted views of what God had done in Christ. They still thought Jesus the king was going to kick out the Romans, reduce their taxes and grind the infidels to dust. Hadnโ€™t He promised them twelve thrones?

For three years Heโ€™d personally catechized them and on Whitsunday the Holy Ghost ignited each of them, but it took the Apostles the whole of their lives to discover Who it was theyโ€™d lived with and what His coming in Fire meant. He called them from their Galilean fishing nets and Roman tax booths, but they didnโ€™t grasp the fulness of their calling until they sealed their lives in martyrdom. Their baptismal vocation unfolded slowly, as the Holy Ghost formed them into the image of God theyโ€™d encountered in Christ.

Weโ€™re just like them. God has called us, given us orders and made us promises. Weโ€™re waiting for them to be kept. But just like the Apostles, we come only gradually, over the whole course of our lives, to grasp what He wants โ€“ what He ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ๐˜ด โ€“ of us.

Our waiting for Him isnโ€™t like waiting in line at the DMV or Whataburger. Then we drum our fingers on the counter or look aimlessly at the asphalt. Weโ€™re passing time, nothing more.

When the Lord told the Apostles to wait, even though they didnโ€™t know what they were waiting for, they waited expectantly. God was going to do something to them, with them and in them. Thatโ€™s how you and I are called to wait, too. We may not know whatโ€™s coming or what it will look like when it gets here. We certainly donโ€™t know whatโ€™s going to happen to us. But our lives โ€“ down to our toenails โ€“ are in Godโ€™s keeping and Heโ€™s shaping us for the future through what comes in the present. Lifeโ€™s buffets, griefs, sorrows and fears โ€“ and its delights, joys, wonders and hopes โ€“ are custom-made. What matters is not what comes to you but how you respond to what comes.

Weโ€™re called to wait on God, believing that Heโ€™s forming us into what He created us to be. And one Day, like the Apostles, weโ€™ll discover that the Kingdom of God โ€” the Kingdom we thought we were waiting for โ€” has been in our midst all along, and now we finally have eyes to see. - Sunday after the Ascesion, 2026

05/03/2026

Sunday Mass

04/26/2026

Sunday mass

04/26/2026

Morning prayer and Holy Eucharist

๐—” ๐—™๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐˜€๐˜ ๐—ผ๐—ณ ๐—™๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐˜๐˜† ๐——๐—ฎ๐˜†๐˜€ For forty days after His resurrection, Christ was with His Disciples. They were forty days of amaz...
04/26/2026

๐—” ๐—™๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐˜€๐˜ ๐—ผ๐—ณ ๐—™๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐˜๐˜† ๐——๐—ฎ๐˜†๐˜€
For forty days after His resurrection, Christ was with His Disciples. They were forty days of amazement, confusion, hope and doubt, forty days of wonder. We continue to celebrate those forty days. We call them Eastertide: we sing Easter hymns, exchange the Easter greeting, โ€œChrist is risen!โ€, that originated with them so long ago. They are forty days of feasting during which, since the time of Nicaea, permit no fasting or abstinence.

Lent was the time for fasting and penitence; Eastertide transfigures those forty days of Lenten sorrow into Easter joy. St John Chrysostom, in his Paschal Sermon, tells us, โ€œYou who have kept the fast and you who have spurned it, rejoice together todayโ€ฆ let no one weep over his sins, for today, pardon shines forth from the graveโ€ฆโ€ In the Gospel appointed for the Third Sunday after Easter, the Lord Jesus says to His befuddled disciples at the Last Supper, โ€œI will see you again, and your heart shall rejoice, and your joy no man taketh from you.โ€

Happiness and joy arenโ€™t the same thing. Weโ€™re happy when we find a steak restaurant where โ€œmedium rareโ€ really is medium ๐˜ณ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ, when we receive a letter from an old friend, telling us weโ€™re loved and missed, when we watch a mama duck teach her ducklings how to fly. Iโ€™m happy when I find my reading glasses. Life is rich with occasions of happiness and flashes of delight.

But Christian Joy is something quite different. Happiness and delight are discoveriesโ€”they come and goโ€”but joy is an underground spring, always there, constantly flowing if sometimes barely perceived. Joy and peace are intimates, profoundly related. If happiness lightens our spirit, joy graces our soul.

Joy is not a sudden discovery but an abiding gift. St Paul counts it as a high gift of the Holy Ghost. โ€œYour joy,โ€ the Lord Christ assures His disciples, โ€œno man takes away from you.โ€

He told them this, on the night in which He was betrayed, because their joy was about to be snatched from them. Within a few hours, Heโ€™d be arrested. They would abandon Him in terror. Heโ€™d be beaten and mocked, tortured and killed. His broken body would be buried. His cowering disciples would go into hiding. His words about joy were driven from their minds by iron nails and Roman whips.

And then-Easter.

Forty days of Easter, forty days of being with the One Who was dead and is now forever alive. During those forty days He opened their eyes, enlarged their hearts and transformed their minds so they ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ๐˜จ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ to understand what Heโ€™d been saying to them and doing with them all along. He healed their guilt and freed them from sorrow. He taught them the Faith they thought they already knew, broke the Bread with them and opened the Scriptures to them. Those forty days of Easter laid the foundation of the rest of their lives.

Theyโ€™re intended to be the foundation of ours, too. No less than them, weโ€™re His disciples. Weโ€™re ofttimes as clueless as they were to the meaning of His words. Like them, we sometimes run away, hide for fear and deny that we know Who He Is.

The abiding gift of those forty days of Easter was joy. The disciples came to see, some perhaps gradually, some maybe all at once, but all with equal certainty, that their Lord Jesus, the Victor over death, had not only overcome death and hell Himself, but destroyed its power over them, too โ€“ over all who would ever be His disciples. You and I and โ€œas many as have been baptized into Christโ€ are free. Not only free from death but more importantly, born again to joy, a joy nothing can take away from us; a joy lost only when we toss it aside.

The Joy of Christians is Jesus Christ Himself.

Not a sentimental, saccharine joy that floats on the surface of our psyche telling us if close our eyes real tight and hope real hard and think nice thoughts we can make the world a better place for you and me. Joy is no effeminate or adolescent virtue. Itโ€™s the virtue of those whoโ€™ve been squeezed through the wringer, hung out on the line to dry and found grace in the breath of the breeze in which they were hung. Joy comes from the certainty that we belong to God, that Heโ€™s doing with us precisely what He wants and that
๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ฆ๐˜ญ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ด. Thatโ€™s โ€œthe peace of God which passeth understanding,โ€ the pax which is the knowledge of God and the joy which is the Spiritโ€™s high gift.

The feast of forty days bestows joy a lifetime canโ€™t adequately celebrate.

๐˜ˆ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ด ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ฆ!
the Third Sunday after Easter, 2026

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