What is Spring? Growth in everything!

St. Barnabas Classical Academy’s Spring Gala fundraiser is coming up on Saturday, May 4, from 6 to 9 p.m. at St. Robert Bellarmine Catholic Church!  The Gala will include food, drinks, a silent auction, beautiful artwork, and a keynote address from Patrick Coffin on Education and the Revival of Catholic Culture.


Purchase tickets! Tickets are $50 per plate or $350 per table of 8. To reserve a table, contact Mary Gronewold at mrs.gronewold@saintbarnabas.academy



Donate an auction item!  Auction items can be anything from artwork to books to services.  For questions regarding donating auction items, please contact Molly Gaston at  mrs.gaston@saintbarnabas.academy



We would love support from your business! Please fill out our support form below. For questions regarding business sponsorship, contact Cathy Hula at cathyhula@yahoo.com.


St. Barnabas Classical Academy is a nonprofit 501(c)(3) which makes all donations to us tax deductible! Thank you for your support!

The May Magnificat

by Gerard Manley Hopkins

May is Mary’s month, and I
Muse at that and wonder why:
Her feasts follow reason,
Dated due to season-

All things rising, all things sizing
Mary sees, sympathising
With that world of good,
Nature’s motherhood.

Candlemas, Lady Day;
But the Lady Month, May,
Why fasten that upon her,
With a feasting in her honour?

Their magnifying of each its kind
With delight calls to mind
How she did in her stored
Magnify the Lord.

Is it only its being brighter
Than the most are must delight her?
Is it opportunest
And flowers finds soonest?

Well but there was more than this:
Spring’s universal bliss
Much, had much to say
To offering Mary May.

Ask of her, the mighty mother:
Her reply puts this other
Question: What is Spring?-
Growth in every thing-

When drop-of-blood-and-foam-dapple
Bloom lights the orchard-apple
And thicket and thorp are merry
With silver-surfed cherry

Flesh and fleece, fur and feather,
Grass and greenworld all together;
Star-eyed strawberry-breasted
Throstle above her nested

And azuring-over greybell makes
Wood banks and brakes wash wet like lakes
And magic cuckoocall
Caps, clears, and clinches all-

Cluster of bugle blue eggs thin
Forms and warms the life within;
And bird and blossom swell
In sod or sheath or shell.

This ecstasy all through mothering earth
Tells Mary her mirth till Christ’s birth
To remember and exultation
In God who was her salvation.