Another book launch about Fr Doyle, another huge crowd

Carmel Uí Cheallaigh launched her children’s book about Fr Doyle – Man of the People – two weeks ago. I am only now getting an opportunity to post about it today – apologies for the delay.

The book launch was a huge success, with another massive crowd in attendance on a cold winter’s night, once again showing the widespread appeal of Fr Doyle. The book is a great introduction to Fr Doyle’s life for children, and it would make a great gift for any child. We live at a strange time in history in which empty celebrities attract far too much attention, often to the detriment of our children. Fr Doyle was a true hero, and is is important that children be introduced to the example and spirit of heroes like him.

The is the 4th book about Fr Doyle to be published in as many years, all written by lay people. There is also a major docudrama in production right now – more on this later in the week. Fr Doyle’s appeal is surely growing. When initial investigations into his canonisation cause were completed in the late 1930’s, the Jesuits of that time said that his case should be left to Providence. Perhaps that time of Providence has now arrived?

Man of the People would make a great Christmas gift, and it can be purchased here

Carmel Uí Cheallaigh speaks at the launch of her book about Fr Doyle
Renowned writer Tim Pat Coogan launches the book Man of the People
Part of the huge crowd at the launch of Man of the People

Thoughts for November 20 from Fr Willie Doyle

“My yoke is sweet” (Matthew 11. 30). The service of God, the whole-hearted generous service of God, is full of a sweetness hidden from the world. Beneath the rough garb of the monk or the holy nun’s coarse garment there is hidden more real happiness, more true peace and contentment than poor wordlings have ever known or dreamt of. Sweet is the yoke, light the burden of the Lord.

COMMENT: Of course, it’s not just the monk and the nun who know the delight and happiness of serving the Lord – many laypeople who have given “whole-hearted generous service of God” know the sweetness that this entails.

The obligation, then, lies on believing Christians to show this joy to the world around them. The early Christians were known for their joy, even in the midst of persecutions. Do we really have any excuse not to be joyful? For too long religious belief has been stereotyped as something negative or austere, especially in Ireland. Yes, a certain austerity is an element of the spiritual life, but we are to practice a balanced austerity with ourselves, and loving gentleness with others. And always we are to carry peace and joy in our hearts and always communicate this peace and joy to others.

Fr Doyle wrote the following notes in his diary on this day in 1914:

I…gave up aspirations and all penances, and indulged myself in every way. The result was great misery and unhappiness with the feeling that Jesus was very much pained, though I did not seem to care. I felt powerless to rise out of this state. This morning He came back to me during my Mass with such love and grace that I could not resist Him, and took up my former life again. Great peace and happiness since.

In many ways these words are remarkable to read. For Fr Doyle, to indulge himself (and this probably merely meant eating butter or warming himself at a fire…) was to be sad. And it is surely consoling for us to read about how he struggled to rouse himself to virtue and to prayer, until God’s grace aided him in a powerful manner and he was again filled with “great peace and happiness”. There is surely much for us all to console ourselves with in this. 

St Francis de Sales said that one catches more flies with a spoon of honey than with a hundred barrels of vinegar. Fr Doyle himself had this gentle spirit in his dealings with others, despite his own personal austerity. He demonstrated this gentleness when he met what was curiously called a “lady of the unfortunate class” plying her trade on the street. Instead of condemning her, he looked lovingly at her and encouraged her to go home and not offend Jesus. Years later, when she faced execution for her role in a murder, this same prostitute asked for Fr Doyle to be found and brought to the prison to help her. She didn’t know his name and she knew nothing about Catholicism. It was the gentle sweetness of Fr Doyle that won her over, and she died in a state of grace and happiness having received the sacraments at the hands of Fr Doyle.

St Francis de Sales