Vol: 44, No.39 15TH SUNDAY OF THE YEAR ( A) July 16 2017  
As for me, in justice I shall behold your face; I shall be filled with the vision.

Dear brothers and sisters, God’s Word has been sown into our hearts. But too often our hearts have not been the ideal soil for the growth of the Word. We have proved ourselves to be infertile and arid ground. Not only have we been indifferent and cold towards the Word but at times we have even deliberately choked its growth. Let us be truly sorry for our sins and failures and ask the Lord pardon for them. (Pause)

I confess to almighty God/....
Glory to God in the highest...

O God, who show the light of your truth to those who go astray, so that they may return to the right path, give all who for the faith they profess are accounted Christians the grace to reject whatever is contrary to the name of Christ and to strive after all that does it honour. Through our Lord Jesus Christ, your Son, who lives and reigns with you in the unity of the Holy Spirit, one God, for ever and ever.
(In spite of human resistance and indifference, God accomplishes his will and his Word bears fruit in abundance).
A reading from the Book of Isaiah (55:10-11)
Thus says the Lord: “For as the rain and the snow come down from heaven,
and return not thither but water the earth, making it bring forth and sprout, giving seed to the sower and bread to the eater, so shall my word be that goes forth from my mouth; it shall not return to me empty, but it shall accomplish that which I purpose, and prosper in the thing for which I sent it.”
The Word of the Lord
PSALM (64)
Response: Some seed fell into rich soil and produced its crop.
You care for the earth, give it water, you fill it with riches. Your river in heaven brims over to provide its grain. R/
And thus you provide for the earth; you drench its furrows, you level it, soften it with showers, you bless its growth. R/
You crown the year with your goodness. Abundance flows in your steps, in the pastures of the wilderness it flows. R/
The hills are girded with joy, the meadows covered with flocks, the valleys are decked with wheat. They shout for joy, yes, they sing. R/
(Our suffering with Christ and in imitation of him is but a trivial price we are called to pay for the glory that awaits us).
A reading from the Letter of St Paul to the Romans (8:18-23)
I consider that the sufferings of this present time are not worth comparing with the glory that is to be revealed to us. For the creation waits with eager longing for the revealing of the sons of God; for the creation was subjected to futility, not of its own will but by the will of him who subjected it in hope;
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