April 20, 2009
Yesterday, across the world in Vienna I happened to stop into a St. Anne's. I met Fr. Vincent Bowes across the ocean about 12 years ago at another St. Anne's.
Later I was in a St. Stephen's that had a large image of St. Therese.
Fr. Bowes being a Carmelite of course had a devotion to St. Therese. Fr. Bowes died early yesterday Sunday morning in the Boston area.
I put this blog up here so you may share any special memories you may have of him and to ask all of you for prayers for the repose of his soul.
I know for myself it was always a comfort to know I had a priest nearby to go to confession to; and it was through Fr. Bowes I was able to make my First Nine Fridays to the Sacred Heart of Jesus.
Yesterday on the day of his death I found the most beautiful image of the Sacred Heart at Stephensdom (St. Stephen's Basilica) in Vienna that I have posted here for all of you to enjoy.
For myself who has gone through a split family and had to drive to a town near Boston all year where my children spent half their week with their dad who left us it was a great comfort to me to have Fr. Bowes nearby just a few miles from their house there; often I was able to stop by after dropping the children off and go to confession or take the children to confession to him before dropping them at their dad's.
Father Bowes was very old and very ill and he had much patience for all of us as he knew how important it was in our time of need. It wasn't always easy for him; but he would even let all the children come in and use the bathroom where he lived sometimes. I thank him for that and for him always asking a friend of mine how I was doing during this huge trial of our family.
When my oldest daughter entered middle school she was even closer to where Fr. Bowes lived... I just always believed that God arranged this all this way to help us through this hard time.. to have a traditional priest right there in our midst when we all had such a huge cross to carry. We were at Fr. Bowes highway exit at least two times a week; if not more with appointments (when you have five children you have many appointments).
As well Fr. Bowes had a lovely outdoor stations of the cross where he lived where I often was able to take the children to as well. The last time I saw Fr. Bowes was when my dad was visiting and he was in the hospital. We brought my daughter Ana to see him also. Then he was too sick and couldn't handle having visitors except his closest companions.
I thank him for all he did for my family and all the encouragement he always gave to me when I would call in distress over this and that.
As I left on my trip last week; the night before I dropped my children off and drove sort of aimlessly around where Fr. Bowes nursing home was; I had forgotten my map and couldn't find the road. I had one of those premonitions I would never see him again. I think God wanted me to remember Fr. Bowes how I had seen him the last time; perhaps a visit this close to the end would have been too much.
Thank you to our priests who help bring to us the good Lord who loves us.
Thank you Fr. Bowes.
We will miss you!
In JMJ