I wish to take this opportunity to introduce myself. My name is Fr. Ed Faliskie, C.Ss.R. I am a Redemptorist priest, ordained in 1991. (Wow! 27 years ago. Time flies when you’re having fun!) I grew up in a small coal-mining town in Pennsylvania called Archbald, about 12 miles north of Scranton. I have 4 sisters and one brother. Had the coal mines not been shut down in the 1950’s due to a tragic collapse, I probably would be a coal miner today instead of a priest. Such is God’s providence.
I went to Catholic grade school and high school, and was educated by the Jesuits at the University of Scranton. I graduated in 1982 with a degree in Business Management. After working for a few years as a billing manager, I felt pulled toward a religious vocation, and was attracted to the Redemptorists. So, I entered the seminary in 1985. After ordination, I worked in an inner-city Black parish in Baltimore, MD. Then I served for 6 years as Province Vocation Director. After that, I went to the West Indies, where I worked for 6 years in several different parishes on the island of St. Lucia. In 2005 I was elected to Province Leadership, so I returned to the States and lived in our Provincial Residence in Brooklyn, NY for 12 years. After short stints in 2 parishes (Baltimore for 10 months, and Ephrata, Pa. for 2 months), I volunteered to come to St. Clement’s. You see, when I was Vocation Director I was asked to “fill in” at St. Clement’s when Fr. Pierce Kenny got sick. It was during the pastorate of Fr. Jim O’Blaney. I spent about 3 months at St. Clement’s, and came to love the parish and the people here. I am happy to be back.
There are no coincidences in life, just the unfolding plan of God, of which, I am happy to be a part. I’m delighted to be here, and I look forward to journeying with all of you as we travel deeper into God’s unfolding, mysterious plan.
The following is reprinted from the October 2018 Magnificat,
The Feast of St Therese of Lisieux – By Jennifer Hubbard
A gust of wind shook the trees, kissed my cheeks, and left an onslaught of leaves tumbling to the ground. A single leaf, though, in a slow graceful descent, captured my attention. It is a moment that would have stopped my little one in her tracks. It was the same with the tiny crocuses that dare the earth to deny their march across the thawing lawn, or fireflies that flicker during lazy summer nights. I consider it now and realize that my little one sounded the horn and celebrated the fulfillment of doing what one was created to do.
My little one’s wonderment pointed to St Therese of Lisieux, the beautiful “Little Flower of Jesus.” It is this saint’s wisdom and grace that assure me the promises of my heavenly Father are true and real. Beauty, love, and life are found when that purpose is offered for the means for which it was created.
Surely it is true, “If every tiny flower wanted to be a rose, spring would lose its loveliness” (Therese of Lisieux.) Surely if we live authentically, sharing our gifts as they are intended, then we too offer a moment of wonder and awe, beauty and love. And so, in a moment of awe, I am reminded of who I am and the role I play: beautifully created by the Father, of the Father, for the Father.
Jennifer Hubbard resides in Newtown, Conn. The younger of her two children, Catherine Violet, was a victim of the Sandy Hook Elementary School shooting in 2012.