Tuesday, April 30, 2013

SEVEN SYLLABLE MANTRAS


SEVEN SYLLABLE MANTRAS

Fr. Mervyn Carapiet
1.     It’s good to be with you, Lord.
2.     May I be with you forever.
3.     I’m made to be lost in Christ.
4.     Made to be lost in Jesus.
5.     My God, I need you only.
6.     No one else but you, my God.
7.     My heart craves for you my God.
8.     To see your strength and your glory.
9.     Yes, the Lord is my Shepherd.
10. There is nothing I shall want.
11.  Fresh and green are his pastures.
12. Your love is better than life.
13.  My lips will speak your praise, Lord.
14. Father, Son and Spirit blest.
15 Come and dwell within my breast.
16.  Lead me on, lead kindly light.
17.                        Flowing power, peace within.
18.                        Where you are there is no pain.
19.                        Give me strength to proclaim you.
20.                        I call you friend, not servant.
21.                        Pour into my heart your love.
22.                        Mother Mary, gracious Queen.
23.                        Mother of God, be mine, too.
24.                        Fill me with yourself, O Lord.
25.                        Jesus loves me and I him.
26.                        Bless me, Jesus, I bless you.
27.                        Bless, O bless the Lord, my soul.
28.                        You in me and I in you.
29.                        Let me know myself in you.
30.                        Being and power, pure expanse.
31.                        Depth and power, growing within.
32.                        Power and peace, deep within.
33.                        Flowing peace, power within.
34.                        Lord of my life, be in me.
35.                        Power within, reaching out.
36.                        Lord, of my life, grow in me.
37.                        Strength in solitude with God.
38.                        Be blest a thousand times, Lord.
39.                        I have loved You all my life.
40.                        I am only a child, Lord.
41.                        Repose, O Lord, within me.
42.                        Lord, I am lost without you.
43.                        No one but you, O Jesus.
44.                        “Domine, non nisi te.”
45.                        Make me whole, O Lord Jesus.
46.                        My dearest God, I love you.
47.                        Come to me, Lord Jesus, come.
48.                        You, God, are my only love.
49.                        Mother Mary, give me God.
50.                        God will not, has not left us.
51.                        I will bless you all my life.
52.                        Lord of my life, give me strength.
53.                        May I die, like you, in God.
54.                        Jesus, may I die like you.
55.                        Take possession of me, Lord.
56.                        Take full possession of me.
57.                        I love God and do his will.
58.                        To live and die in Jesus.
59.                        Let me be lost in you, Lord.
60.            I love You, dear Lord Jesus.
61.            I truly love You, Jesus.                         
62.                        Come, Brother Death, swift and sweet.





Monday, April 22, 2013

UNDERSTANDING MY HOMILIES


UNDERSTANDING MY HOMILIES

My homilies are prepared with great care and delivered in “Calcutta English” that even foreign visitors understand and appreciate. Catholics of Calcutta and India should understand even more easily and appreciate the ideas, the language and the elocution. An average educated adult who has had English medium education and is paying attention to the explanation of the Word of God (which is what the homily is about) will surely gain from my preaching.  The Catholic institutions have run excellent schools in the English medium for more than a century, and have been appreciated and extolled for their standards of academic education and character formation.  If those who come for my Eucharistic celebrations claim that they cannot understand what I am saying in my homilies they have either not garnered the values of the education that was imparted or they are too sluggish to pay full attention to what I am conveying.  Either way there is no excuse. I am not expected to lower my standards of the language, scriptural interpretation, elocution and, very importantly, the moral demands of the Word of God in our everyday context. Parishioners are welcome to contact me immediately after the Eucharistic celebration, and some people do, in order to question me on some issue I raised in the homily, seek enlightenment and ask for prayers. I do so readily. Some even ask me to email the text, which I also do.  If members of the congregation have difficulties about language and ideas they are very welcome to an interface at any time; but it is it ungracious to talk and spread dissatisfaction in my absence. I am at the service of the Word in the context of the people immediately present for the Eucharist at which I preside. Usually the congregation is a mixed one of different ages, levels of apperception and moral complexities. One will understand that it is asking too much to address every level and calibre of humanity equally. As I explained above, I address myself to the average educated adult. I am commissioned to give of my best in terms of prayer, study and sacred eloquence, and from those who are willing prayer and understanding.
-         - Mervyn Carapiet

Saturday, April 20, 2013

SABBATICAL SONG


                  FAREWELL SONG

 From my UNFORGETTABLE BOSTON SABBATICAL 1988 – 1989. Boston College, Lawrence Avenue, Boston,
Massachusetts.

Don’t lose your way
With each passing day,
You’ve come so far,
Don’t throw it away.
Live believing,
Dreams are for winning,
Wonders are waiting to start.
Live your story,
Faith, hope and glory,
Hold to the truths in your heart.

If we hold on together
I know our dreams will never die
Dreams see us through to forever
Where clouds roll by
For you and I.

Souls in the winds,
Learn how to bend,
Seek out a star,
Hold on to the end.
Valley, mountain,
There is a fountain
Washes our tears all away.
Worlds are swaying,
Someone is praying,
“Please let us come home to stay.”

 If we hold on together
I know our dreams will never die,
Dreams see us through to forever
Where clouds roll by
For you and I.
  
When we are out there in the dark,
We’ll dream about the sun;
In the dark we’ll feel the light,
Warm our hearts, every one.

If we hold on together
I know our dreams will never die.
Dreams see us through to forever
As high as souls can fly
The clouds roll by
For you and I.




GOLDEN JUBILEE TESTIMONY


GOLDEN JUBILEE TESTIMONY

 Fr. Mervyn Carapiet Place and Date of Birth: Calcutta, 10 July 1933
Education:  St. Joseph’s College, CalcuttaEngineering Apprentice: Gresham and Craven, Calcutta.Studies for the Priesthood: Papal Seminary, Kandy, Sri Lanka, Pune.Doctoral Studies: Lateran University, Rome.Post-Doctoral Studies: Boston College, USA.Ministry: St. Teresa’s, St. Anthony’s School, Vianney Minor Seminary, Sacred Heart, Khargpur, St. Aloysius’ , Howrah, England and USA.Taught in Morning Star College, Barrackpore,                                    Sacred Heart College, Christ King College, Oriens College, Shillong, St. Albert’s College, Ranchi.Presently in St. Thomas’ Parish, Middleton Row.


My Testimony to the Word

            I have learned to live with pain. I have also learned that it’s no use trying to please people; I only serve them as Jesus would. Basically that means breaking the Word to them even if it is often very challenging and displeasing to certain people, especially priests. My talents lie in my knowledge of the Word and my communication skills that have been praised wherever and whenever I have broken God’s Word to the people. Apart from this God has given me the talent to sing and write books and articles even up to the old age that I have attained. Old age in itself is a great gift when I consider the vast numbers of fellow humans who have died in their prime. How could God allow me to live this long if it were not to use his gifts for others, gifts that I have described here. With the short span left to me it would be sinful not to exercise them while I am still alive.
            Canon 545/2 states: “An assistant priest may be appointed either to help in exercising the entire pastoral ministry, whether in the whole parish or in a part of it or for a particular group of the faithful within, or even to help in carrying out a specific ministry in a number of parishes at the same time.”
            The spirit behind this canon is encouraging and applies to me. People should espouse the spirit of this canon and encourage me to use my talents of preaching the Word, affording me the opportunity wherever available. I am retired, yet more than retired. I am an assistant pastor, yet more than that. My gifts urge me to go forward beyond the limits of any one parish. God-given talents transcend parochial boundaries. Jesus said, “I have other sheep too that must listen to my voice.” The “other sheep” are eager to hear me. They have told me so and are envious of those who hear me on a regular basis. Why bind me down to local limits, to standing beside the main celebrant like a glorified altar boy, to singing some lines that could be done by a lay person or simply recited, to distributing Holy Communion that could be done by Eucharistic ministers, when I can devote myself to more substantial actions like celebrating the Eucharist and preaching the Word?


            Within the brief time left to me I am constrained to be baptised with a baptism that will mark the ending: preaching the Word...with my dying lips.
            Rules and formalities do not matter to me anymore. It is not that I break the rules and regulations but that I go beyond them to fulfil their meaning and spirit. Regulations and rules are but illustrations and channels of our intimacy with God which is precisely what I intend by my preaching the Word.
            John’s gospel sums it up well, “Night is coming when no man can work.” So let me work the Word while there is still light that for me is fast fading. Evensong is sounding its way to Compline.

My Testimony to the Eucharist

            Every priest has one day off each week. He can go for a round of golf, visit friends and stay with his relatives, go to his club and have a few drinks with his fellow club members. In short, a priest can do what he enjoys most on his day off. Where I am concerned, my day off is Sunday, and my most enjoyable activity is celebrating the Eucharist and preaching the Word. After fulfilling my pastoral duty of hearing confessions and celebrating the holy sacrifice of the Mass, I still have a lot of time-space on Saturday-Sunday to enjoy my favourite activity in any other church that gives me the opportunity, knowing full well that people enjoy my liturgy and preaching.
Of all the activities possible to man, and that he is capable of, the most sublime and beneficial is the celebration of the Eucharist, which is exactly what I enjoy doing. My enjoyment produces goodness and wholesomeness in the world. So I do only the very best that is the Eucharist by way of contemplation and celebration.  I cannot think of a better way of spending my time. Give me the chance and I’ll give you the Mass.

My Leave Taking

So where do we go from here, from home? T.S. Eliot once said, "Home is where we start from." That's true again in mid-life. The second-half of life, just like the first, demands a journey. While the first-half of life, as we saw, is very much consumed with the search for identity, meaning, self-worth, intimacy, rootedness, and making peace with our emotions, the second-half has another purpose, as expressed in the famous epigram of Job: "Naked I came from my mother's womb, and naked I go back."
Where do we go from home? To an eternal home with God. But, to do that, we have first to shed many of the things that we legitimately acquired and attached ourselves to during the first-half of life. The spiritual task of the second-half of life, so different from the first, is to let go, to move to the nakedness that Job describes.
What does that entail? From what do we need to detach ourselves?
First, and most importantly, from our wounds and anger. The foremost spiritual task of the second half of life is to forgive -- others, ourselves, life, God. We all arrive at mid-life wounded and not having had exactly the life of which we dreamed. There's a disappointment and anger inside every one of us and unless we find it in ourselves to forgive, we will die bitter, unready for the heavenly banquet.
Second, we need to detach ourselves from the need to possess, to achieve, and to be the centre of attention. The task of the second-half of life is to become the quiet, blessing grandparent who no longer needs to be the centre of attention but is happy simply watching the young grow and enjoy themselves.
Third, we need to learn how to say good-bye to the earth and our loved ones so that, just as in the strength of our youth we once gave our lives for those we love, we can now give our deaths to them too, as a final gift.
Fourth, we need to let go of sophistication so as to become simple "holy old fools" whose only message is that God loves us.
Finally, we need more and more, to immerse ourselves in the language of silence, the language of heaven. Meister Eckhart once said: "Nothing so much resembles God as silence." The task of mid-life is to begin to understand that and enter into that language.
And it's a painful process. Purgatory is not some exotic, Catholic doctrine that believes that there is some place in the next life outside of heaven and hell. It's a central piece within any mature spirituality, which like Job, tells us that God's eternal embrace can only become fully ecstatic once we've learned to let go.


 








NOT FINISHED YET




We need a new button, t-shirt, bumper sticker, or cap that reads…NFY!
 It stands for “Not Finished Yet!”
Regardless of the label people put on you (senior, baby-boomer, retired person), regardless of the number of birthdays you’ve celebrated, you are still here. And as long as you are here, you are not there, and as long as you are not there, it means God still has a purpose for you here.
When Jesus was on the cross, the last thing He said was, “It is finished.” After He made that statement He died. When is God’s purpose for you on this earth finished? It is finished when you die…until then, you are “not finished yet!” (NFY!)
The way in which He uses you may change, but He will never consider you useless, no matter what your age.
A few years ago, I remember someone telling me that my writing days were behind me and my creative work was a thing of the past.  Those words did not discourage me, because a few weeks before those comments were made, I heard God saying the very opposite to my spirit.  The Scripture God used to assure me things were “not finished yet” was from Psalm 92…
I have been anointed with fresh oil…The righteous shall flourish like a palm tree; He shall grow like a cedar in Lebanon. Those who are planted in the house of the LORD Shall flourish in the courts of our God. They shall still bear fruit in old age; They shall be fresh and flourishing, To declare that the LORD is upright; He is my rock, and there is no unrighteousness in Him. Psalm 92:10, 12-15
This passage helped me realize that my ability to flourish in life, to be fruitful in ministry, and to be fresh in creativity, had nothing to do with my age, but with the anointing oil of the Holy Spirit upon my life.
Many define “the retirement years” as the time when our work is done and we settle into an easy chair as a reward for our productive years. For the child of God, our best years do not have to be a thing of the past. God called Abraham to leave Haran and go to the Promised Land when he was seventy-five years old; God commissioned Moses to deliver Israel from Egypt when he was eighty; God gave Zachariah and Elizabeth a child when they were “well advanced in years;”  Paul was still ministering to the body of Christ from prison when he called himself the “aged one;”  the 2nd and 3rd books of John are written by the “elder” John;  Caleb, at the age of eighty-five was still a mighty warrior and received Hebron as an inheritance;  Anna, a prophetess who was well past 80, continued to maintain a powerful prayer ministry, and was one of the earliest believers to see the Lord with her own eyes.
Does the thought of getting older discourage you or make you fearful? Consider these words the Lord spoke to Isaiah…
I will be your God throughout your lifetime— until your hair is white with age. I made you, and I will care for you. Isaiah 46:4



GOLDEN JUBILEE MASS


 Morning Star College, 19th. March 2012
GOLDEN JUBILEE MASS

Introduction                      

Fr. Rector, Fathers, and my dear Seminarians, we are happy to be celebrating again, under the patronage of our dear friend, St. Joseph, the priesthood of our transcendent Lord Jesus Christ who, in his mercy, allows us to share in his mediatorship between the Father and humanity; a mediatorship that is sacramental, social and political, since we are zealous for that kingdom that Jesus came to establish. Permit to recall my dear classmates who have died since our ordination:        Frs. Stephen Fernandes, Paul Alumootil, Pat Rosario, Chacko Elavumparambil, Peter Thurairatnam, William Pattibandla, Thomas Kotharithil, Thomas Maruthoor and John Rozario and A. Anthony.“PRIESTS FOREVER IN JESUS”
Confident of God’s mercy, and thirsting for the joy that only he can give, we confess ourselves to him and to one another:                                                            “I confess.....

THE HOMILY:  Dear friends, I am delighted to celebrate the Eucharist under the patronage of St. Joseph. For two reasons I am glad about our dear Saint. The first: after two years in Loreto Primary I received my school/college education in St. Joseph’s College, where there were 90% Catholics, 10% Hindus, Muslim and Parsis, and 100% discipline. My teachers were Irish, British, Americans and Anglo-Indians. The Hindi master was the only “dhoti-wallah.”  The 2nd. reason I am glad about St. Joseph the Worker is that I was a group leader in the Young Christian Workers Movement during the two years I was apprenticed to a British engineering firm, where I became skilled at the Cincinnati grinding machine. I cannot tell you what a great grace it was to rub shoulders with the working class and to be sustained by the Young Christian Workers. For me there was no minor seminary those days, no regency and no propaedeutic.        I was ordained aged 27, and considered a late vocation. To date, I have celebrated 18,250 Masses.
Turning to St. Joseph. St. Luke reveals that Joseph was a man of honour, and,    I would to add, a man of silence. Silence betokens recognition of the presence of mystery, a quality we need to cultivate in this era of cell phone radiation and break dances. I believe that Joseph went into a frenetic break dance when he learned of Mary’s condition, but went into contemplative repose on being assured of the Holy Spirit’s intervention. My theology tells me that the perplexity of Joseph was to serve as witness to the virginal conception of the Saviour. That’s how God works. He makes our confusion serve as witness to comfort; our silence witness to salvation; and our helplessness to Halleluiah.
I have two more points
-         my valedictory, and
-         the prayer to St. Joseph the Worker


 FAREWELL

It’s known as a Valedictory. A valedictory is a farewell discourse by a senior member, usually on the occasion of a final leave taking. You may be departing from a particular locale of Morning Star College, but in reality we are witnessing your entry into the mission of Jesus Christ, the One who was sent. Your life is not going to end; it’s about to begin.
Our life is always beginning as long as it shares in that mystery of newness, promised by Jesus who said, “Behold, I make all things new,” the freshness of the Paschal Mystery, the mystery that celebrates the mission that is always new, that never tires of starting again.
To dispose ourselves to divine renewal we must offer God a contrite spirit, the single love of a heart that is pure. We ask God’s pardon and of each other for the three to seven years marked by defections from grace, unfaithfulness to the basic pattern of prayer and study, and the works of charity.

We do not pray for easy lives,
We pray to be stronger men.
We do not pray for tasks equal to our powers,
We pray for powers equal to our tasks.

“Our paths drift widely apart; the Vineyard has so many plots in its vast acreage, and generally we do not have much of a chance of meeting once we take our flight from the Dear Old Home. But our Hearts and Minds are always keeping track of one another’s Trails and Trials, and we try to do with love and prayer what we are not able to do in other ways.” (Fr. Joe Rodrigues, Pune, 1957)


This beautiful prayer was composed by Blessed Pope John XXIII (1958-63). It places all workers under the patronage of St. Joseph the Worker, and asks for his intercession so that we may regard our work as a means of growing in holiness.
A Prayer for Workers                                              O glorious Joseph! Who concealed your incomparable and regal dignity of custodian of Jesus and of the Virgin Mary under the humble appearance of a craftsman and provided for them with your work, protect with loving power your sons, especially entrusted to you.                                                You know their anxieties and sufferings, because you yourself experienced them at the side of Jesus and of His Mother. Do not allow them, oppressed by so many worries, to forget the purpose for which they were created by God. Do not allow the seeds of distrust to take hold of their immortal souls. Remind all the workers that in the fields, in factories, in mines, and in scientific laboratories, they are not working, rejoicing, or suffering alone, but at their side is Jesus, with Mary, His Mother and ours, to sustain them, to dry the sweat of their brow, giving value to their toil. Teach them to turn work into a very high instrument of sanctification as you did.
Amen.



MY FRIENDS


I hope I get this back

 I have a list of folks I know...all written in a book,

 And every now and then...I go and take a look.

       That is when I realize these names...they are a part,

 Not of the book they're written in....but taken from the heart.

       For each name stands for someone...who has crossed my path sometime,

 and in that meeting they have become...the reason and the rhyme.

       Although it sounds fantastic...for me to make this claim,

 I really am composed...of each remembered name.

       Although you're not aware...of any special link,

 just knowing you have shaped my life...more than you could think.

       So please don't think my greeting...as just a mere routine,

 your name was not...forgotten in between.

       For when I send a greeting...that is addressed to you,

 It is because you're on the list...of folks I'm indebted to.

       So whether I have known you...for many days or few,

 in some ways you have a part...in shaping things I do.

       I am but a total...of many folks I've met,

 you are a friend I would prefer...never to forget.

        Thank you for being my friend!!

SURRENDER TO TRANSPARENCY


INTERIORITY AND TRANSPARENCY

 Some relationships are forever, and some for the duration of a particular function. It depends on the degree of the interiorisation of the values evinced in the relationship. As we mature in spirit, we see our friends, living and dead, in a new light,  progressively in God with the possibility of getting more and more isolated, until we reach the final solitude where we attain God who alone matters. Then solitude and God are co-terminus, which is the highest greatness. I have the perception that I am edging towards that. All that I acquired by dint of hard labour in the realms of literature, science and faith is tending towards the consciousness of pure transparency, which is the glory of God. Now only total surrender to this absolute transparency will provide the ultimate definition of what it is to be human. To be lost in it is the realisation of the constitution of my being, the significance of my self, and the purpose of my existence.
-Fr. Mervyn Carapiet

MY TESTIMONY TO THE WORD


 MY TESTIMONY TO THE WORD
Fr. Mervyn Carapiet
            I have learned to live with pain. I have also leaned that it’s no use trying to please people; I only serve them as Jesus would. Basically that means breaking the Word to them even if it is often very challenging and displeasing to certain people, especially priests. My talents lie in my knowledge of the Word and my communication skills that have been praised wherever and whenever I have broken God’s Word to the people. Apart from this God has given me the talent to sing and write books and articles even up to the old age that I have attained. Old age in itself is a great gift when I consider the vast numbers of fellow humans who have died in their prime. How could God allow me to live this long if it were not to use his gifts for others, gifts that I have described here. With the short span left to me it would be sinful not to exercise them while I am still alive.
            Canon 545/2 states: “An assistant priest may be appointed either to help in exercising the entire pastoral ministry, whether in the whole parish or in a part of it or for a particular group of the faithful with in, or even to help in carrying out a specific ministry in a number of parishes at the same time.”
            The spirit behind this canon is encouraging and applies to me. People should espouse the spirit of this canon and encourage me to use my talents of preaching the Word, affording me the opportunity wherever available. I am retired, yet more than retired. I am an assistant pastor, yet more than that. My gifts urge me to go forward beyond the limits of any one parish. God-given talents transcend parochial boundaries. Jesus said, “I have other sheep too that must listen to my voice.” The “other sheep” are eager to hear me. They have told me so and are envious of those who hear me on a regular basis. Why bind me down to local limits, to standing beside the main celebrant like a glorified altar boy, to singing some lines that could be done by a lay person or simply recited, to distributing Holy Communion that could be done Eucharistic ministers, when I can devote myself to more substantial actions like celebrating the Eucharist and preaching the Word?
            Within the brief time left to me I am constrained to be baptised with a baptism that will mark the ending: preaching the Word...with my dying lips.
            Rules and formalities do not matter to me anymore. It is not that I break the rules and regulations but that I go beyond them to fulfil their meaning and spirit. Regulations and rules are but illustrations and channels of our intimacy with God which is precisely what I intend by my preaching the Word.
            John’s gospel sums it up well, “Night is coming when no man can work.” So let me work the Word while there is still light that for me is fast fading. Evensong is sounding its way to Compline.

PRAISED BE JESUS CHRIST

            Every priest has one day off each week. He can go for a round of golf, visit friends and stay with his relatives, go to his club and have a few drinks with his fellow club members. In short, a priest can do what he enjoys most on his day off. Where I am concerned, my day off is Sunday, and my most enjoyable activity is celebrating the Eucharist and preaching the Word. After fulfilling my pastoral duty of hearing confessions and celebrating the holy sacrifice of the Mass, I still have a lot of time-space on Saturday-Sunday to enjoy my favourite activity in any other church that gives me the opportunity, knowing full well that people enjoy my liturgy and preaching.
Of all the activities possible to man, and that he is capable of, the most sublime and beneficial is the celebration of the Eucharist, which is exactly what I enjoy doing. My enjoyment produces goodness and wholesomeness in the world. So I do only the very best that is the Eucharist. I cannot think of a better way of spending my time.
Give me the chance and I’ll give you the Mass.
Fr. Mervyn Carapiet,
8th. May 2010

           

Friday, April 12, 2013

ASPIRIN PREVENTS BOWEL CANCER

Aspirin 'helps protect against bowel cancer'
Bowel cancer cell Bowel cancer is the third most common cancer
A daily aspirin tablet may help prevent bowel cancer, a study suggests.
Oxford University found it cut cases by a quarter and deaths by more than a third in a review of 14,000 patients.
Aspirins are already widely used to help protect people against strokes and heart problems, although many healthy middle-aged people do not take them because of the risk of side-effects.
But researchers said their findings - published by the Lancet - "tipped the balance" in favour of taking them.
They followed up four study groups over a period of 20 years to identify the impact of regular small doses of of the drug - the tablets given for medical reasons are often a quarter of a strength of those used to treat headaches.

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To date, for healthy middle-aged people it has been a fine balance as to whether to take aspirins, but this tips it in my view”
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They found it reduced the risk of the incidence of bowel cancer by 24% and of dying from the disease by 35%.
And even though regular aspirin use can have side-effects, the researchers said it was still worthwhile as on such low doses these tended to be relatively minor, such as bruising or nose bleeds.
One in 20 people in the UK develops bowel cancer over their lifetime, making it the third most common cancer. About 16,000 people die each year as a result of it.
The findings build on previous research on the issue, and come after the government announced earlier this month it was looking to start a new screening programme for bowel cancer for 55-year-olds.
Lead researcher Professor Peter Rothwell said the screening would provide the perfect opportunity for doctors to discuss with their patients about whether to take aspirin.
"To date, for healthy middle-aged people it has been a fine balance as to whether to take aspirins, but this tips it in my view.
"There is a small benefit for vascular disease and now we know a big benefit for this cancer. In the future, I am sure it will be shown that aspirin helps prevent other cancers too."
'Talk to GP' He added those with a high risk of bowel cancer, including the obese and those with a family history of the disease, should give aspirin treatment a particular consideration.
Mark Flannagan, chief executive of Beating Bowel Cancer, said they were "very positive" findings and giving aspirin alongside the new screening programme should be looked at.
But he added: "Anyone considering starting a course of medication should first consult their GP."