Below are the 6 most recent journal entries recorded in mulcahy's InsaneJournal:

Friday, January 11th, 2008
6:12 pm	Prompt #21: "There is no agony like bearing an untold story inside of you." ( There is no agony like bearing an untold story inside of you. ) (Comment on this)
Thursday, January 10th, 2008
3:44 pm	Prompt #26: love, souls, power ( Any man who has the guts to sell his soul for love has the power to change the world ) Current Mood: thoughtful (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Wednesday, January 9th, 2008
1:51 pm	Prompt #22: write a letter to your mun ( Prompt #22: write a letter to your mun ) Current Mood: uncomfortable (Comment on this)
Monday, December 17th, 2007
1:13 pm	Prompt #23: Afterlife Written for the voicesinmyhead community. Do you believe in an afterlife? If so, what do you expect to find when you get there? I believe those who die in God's grace and friendship live for ever with Christ. I believe in purgatory, where the souls of those who died in a state of grace are cleansed to be fit for Heaven. I believe God, the Creator and Redeemer of all the faithful, will grant to the souls of His servants departed full remission of all their sins. I believe that through devout prayers, they may obtain the pardon which they have always desired. When I was a parish priest in M*A*S*H 4077th, I gave the last rites to more people in three years than most parish priests ever do in a lifetime: young men, mostly, horribly dead of wounds. When I first started working there, I realised that no one would listen to me unless I was in the OR: that was difficult. I'm not very good with blood. It was a whole year before I could bear to eat liver. I thought at first that I would pray - offer last rites if I was asked for them, pray for the patients when they lived. (Mostly they lived.) But I found that corporeal works of mercy were needed, more than my prayers, and besides, I could pray on the run, as it were: I could fetch x-rays and bring orange juice and sandwiches, or hold a retractor or bring a pint of blood. I'm not sure how useful I was, but at least I wasn't in the way. So many of the people I knew there are dead now. You asked about what I expect to find. I don't know. All the torments of hell, they say, but God's grace at the end. I hope for company on the road. I pray for it. (Eternal rest grant to them, dear Lord. And let perpetual light shine upon them. May they rest in peace. Amen.) (Comment on this)
12:32 pm	Prompt 24: Snow Written for voicesinmyhead. It started snowing a few hours ago. I got up just now and went to the window: snow still falling, thickly, snow on snow. The first real snow of winter. I still remember how it used to snow in Korea. The army had put us in tents that were too cold in winter, stifling hot in summer: the first winter we all nearly froze. But when the snow fell, covering the torn-up ground of our camp, the minefield, the war-torn fields around us - lethal though it often was, especially to the Koreans, who didn't have fuel to keep their homes warm - it was beautiful. Three winters I spent there. Three Christmases in the oddest parish I'll ever have, the 4077th M*A*S*H. Three bleak midwinters. That's what I remember, every time it snows. (Comment on this)
Tuesday, December 11th, 2007
3:52 pm	JESUITS: An order of priests known for their ability to found colleges with good basketball teams. There are three things that even God does not know about the Church: 1. How many congregations of religious women are there? 2. How much money do the Franciscans have stashed away? 3. What are the Jesuits going to do next? == The Franciscans, Dominicans, and Jesuits were having a big meeting that went well into the middle of the night. Suddenly all the lights went out in the meeting room. The Franciscans immediately took out guitars and sang songs, while the Dominicans began preaching; but the Jesuits went to the basement, found the fuse box and reset the breaker. == A Franciscan, and Dominican, and a Jesuit were out playing golf one day. They were moving along the course quite well, until they got stuck behind a group of golfers who were taking quite a long time and weren't letting anyone else play through. Feeling a little frustrated, the three went up to the head of the group and asked what was going on. He told the three priests that they were part of a special program that allowed the blind to play golf. Each blind person was paired off with a sighted player who would help him line up the shot and give him advice on what else to do. The Franciscan was deeply edified by this display of generosity. He apologized for being so pushy, and announced that he was so impressed by this example of service that he would incorporate it into his own prayer and service to the poor. The Dominican, too, was touched by their example, and declared that he would use this display of service in his preaching, and help others to work with those in need around them. The Jesuit, finally, was deeply moved by their ministry. He took the fellow aside and encouraged him to continue with his work. However, he had to add one qualification: "Don't you think it would be a lot easier for everyone if they played at night?" == An Augustinian, a Franciscan, and a Jesuit all die and get to heaven. Jesus asks each one, "If you could go back, what would you change"? The Augustinian ponders a while and says, "There's so much sin in the world. If I went back, I'd try and stop people from sinning so much." The Franciscan thinks a bit and says, "There's so much poverty in the world. If I went back, I'd try and get people to share more of their wealth with the poor." The Jesuit looks at Jesus and quickly replies, "If I went back, I'd change my doctor." Current Mood: amused (Comment on this)