Maybe we can answer some of your questions about the Capuchin Franciscans -- who are we, what do we do and where do we come from? We may be one of the largest Orders in the Church, but aside from having Italian coffee and monkeys named after us, what else are we about? Download our Info Sheet here.
On Sunday, July 20, the eve of the feast of St. Lawrence of Brindisi, the patron of the novitiate friary in Santa Ynez, CA, seventeen postulants for the NAPCC novitiate (North American & Pacific Capuchin Conference) gathered in the chapel with their formators and friars from their respective Provinces for Evening Prayer and the Order's Rite of Reception (Investiture).
The latest CapContact features life in our Hermitage fraternity, our Capuchin Preachers' Ministry and even a look at our patron, St. Augustine. That and more can be downloaded from our here.
It was another great turnout for an Alverno Discernment Weekend in March. Fr. Tom Betz, OFM Cap., was ably assisted by Rafa Anguiano, Br. Phil White, OFM Cap., Postulants Andre Repucci, Dave Domanski and Alex Hostoffer (and probably the photographer whom we can’t see!). About ten men spent the weekend at Alverno to further explore the possibility of becoming Capuchin friars.
The following article appeared in the March 26, 2014 edition of the Philadelphia Inquirer. Written by contributor Stu Bykofsky, it highlights his interview with two of our newest candidates for the Order who are spending their Postulancy year in Philadelphia at St. Pio Friary. His interview with them took place after a Mass at St. John the Evangelist Parish in midtown which is administered by our Capuchin community.
MASS HAD just ended at St. John the Evangelist Catholic Church in Center City when Friar John Daya, in his Franciscan brown robe, invited a young man to the altar.
Short of stature, but big of heart, the young man told the congregation about his work at St. Joan of Arc in hard-times Harrowgate, a section of Kensington. That's where he spends his mornings, helping to feed the poor by working in a "humble" food pantry, he said.
He had me at "humble. . . "