Fr Michael Brisson, LC

Fr. Michael Brisson, LC

Legionary priest, author, and amateur photographer

A Priest and Author

Fr. Michael Brisson is a Legionary of Christ priest and author of Death in Black and White, a crime novel about a Catholic priest, confession secrets, and a Mafia ritual called the White Death. Originally from Connecticut, he spent his formation years in Mexico, New York, Washington DC, and Rome, where he was ordained in 2009. As a priest he has served in the New York City metro area, Cupertino, Atlanta, and Rome. He currently serves as councilor to the superior general of the Legionaries of Christ and directs their Department for Priestly Life. 

A Priest and Author

Fr. Michael Brisson is a Legionary of Christ priest and author of Death in Black and White, a crime novel about a Catholic priest, confession secrets, and a Mafia ritual called the White Death. Originally from Connecticut, he spent his formation years in Mexico, New York, Washington DC, and Rome, where he was ordained in 2009. As a priest he has served in the New York City metro area, Cupertino, Atlanta, and Rome. He currently serves as councilor to the superior general of the Legionaries of Christ and directs their Department for Priestly Life. 

My Story

On February 22, 1977, nothing particularly interesting happened except that Saint Óscar Romero was installed as archbishop of San Salvador, and I was born in Connecticut—if you consider that interesting. Saint Óscar and I have little in common save that we are both priests and we both know Spanish. He spoke Spanish because he was born in El Salvador; I speak it because I spent the first two years of my religious life in Monterrey, Mexico. Imagine: a Connecticut Yankee in the land of tacos and tequila. There’s no better way to shed that subtle hubris so characteristic of us New Englanders than trying to get from point A to point B armed with nothing but your hands and a few stray words picked up from Speedy Gonzales cartoons. Arriba, arriba, ándale, ándale.

Bright-eyed and as absorbent as a roll of Brawny paper towels, I soaked up the language, the culture, and the quirky customs one tends to pick up living in a religious community. More importantly, I built a foundation for my life at the service of the Lord and his Church. It was at the end of this two-year sojourn in the Sierra Madres that I took my vows of poverty, chastity, and obedience. My goal? To be like Jesus, calling people to experience God’s love and mercy, and sending them back out to share that love and mercy with others.

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My Story

I began my journey at eighteen. At that tender age, still an idealistic neophyte, I thought I’d have to give up my artistic pursuits: fiction, drawing, photography, filmmaking, and special effects makeup. To a degree, I did. I haven’t had much time to draw (I was never very good at it anyway); filmmaking is not only time consuming, but also expensive; and I haven’t quite figured out how to integrate into my ministry that unique skill of molding liquid latex into gory flesh wounds. But I haven’t stopped writing creatively, and, ever since the invention of the camera phone, I haven’t stopped shooting photos either.

Round about the age of forty-two, when some men trade in their Honda Accord for a Corvette or ditch their nine-to-five desk job and become a life coach, I wrote a novel. I had been a priest for ten years at that point. After spending four years toiling in the Lord’s vineyard that was the New York City metro area, mostly giving retreats and spiritual direction, and the next six in the suburbs of Atlanta, I had accumulated enough anecdotes and experiences to provide my inner writer material to work with. Urged on by friends and family, I used what little free time I had to write vignettes of my life as a priest. Those vignettes quickly formed into a continuous narrative. Soon the Mafia burst into the story and the plot went off in a wild direction. By the time I finished, the book was nothing like I had originally envisioned it, but it still achieved the intended goal: to illustrate how God uses every event in our lives, no matter how tragic or sinful, to lead us back to him.

In both my writing and my photography, I try to portray a truth Saint John sums up in one beautiful observation: “The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness has not overcome it.” Indeed, the darker things get, the more the light stands out. Through my art, I wish to convey the beauty of the light, so that all may be attracted to it and find in that Light their salvation.