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Learning from Mother Mazzarello

When asked what I wanted to learn from Mary Mazzarello, I drew a blank stare in my mind.  We studied in pretty good detail, through reading the Cronistoria and Maccono, the life of Mother Mazzarello.  I had various reflections on what her life was like and how it could relate to my own journey to becoming, God-willing, a Salesian Sister.  To say now, though, what I want to learn from her appears very difficult.  This is what I have finally come up with.

I want to better know her life, her way of living, everything about here and relate it to my life.  Just to know her as the human person that she was here on earth over the saint that we praise her for today.  While they are one in the same, looking at her qualities that make her a saint causes one to forget about all the qualities that make her the whole person she was.  I want to learn the discernment and patience that she had with others.  In the end, I want to learn everything that I can from her.

There is no one particular thing that I wish to gain from this beautiful soul, but to soak up her life and who she was so that I may learn how to better be myself in this amazing institute.

 
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Posted by on September 22, 2011 in Inner Reflection, Living Salesian

 

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Church Hopping

I know that I am traveling a little ways back, but life has finally granted me a moment to catch up with everything I wanted to blog about, at least some of it.  So, here is some of that I wanted to share.  Some of it is taken directly from my journal, some is written now reflecting back.  I do apologize for the longer than normal post, please still read it!

To start off Holy Thursday festivities, the school had a prayer service before the half day dismissal.  As a part of it, there was a dance at the end to “Footprints in the Sand,” by Leona Lewis.  We danced to the first two and a half minutes or so.  It was really good to dance again, and it was not just easy stuff.  I was with two sophomores, one of which choreographed the dance.  Dancing for God was wonderful.  While I was not even close to perfect, I did the best I could.  Here is the song.  Remember, we only went to about two and a half minutes in the dance, but the rest of the song is good too!

That evening we went down the hill to the Provincial House for the Holy Thursday services.  It was odd not being a part of the music in some way or the other.  I blame anyone.  I know there was a better chance of a [former] companion of mine was there.  Let me say though, I say with all that I had with her voice in the back of my head.  I did enjoy being surrounded by the sisters, it was a wonderful family to be with then. 

I have some quotes from the priest who presided over the mass.  They stuck out to me as her was giving the homily.  I wish I would have caught more of it on paper.

We were called not because we were ready, but because we are willing.

We know we are not perfect, but we are willing.

You know what devil, get lost.

After the service, a handful of us climbed into the seven passenger van around eight pm to start the church hopping adventure.  For those of you who don’t know the tradition (and I just learned, so my explanation is a little meh), this is what I am able to explain.  In order to stay awake with Jesus, unlike the disciples who fell asleep and did not keep watch, you travel from church to church visiting Jesus in all the chapels before He is reposed to a special place until the Easter Vigil.  We went to a total of eight stops between leaving at eight and arriving at the last just before midnight.  It was just after midnight when we got back home.  The following in italics is from my journal, written that night.

Stop 1: Oh Jesus, bring me to my knees in adoration of you.  I love you.  Here I wish to pray for Jen and all her intentions.  She is very precious to me.  Be with her.  Oh Jesus, transform me.

Stop 2: Oh Jesus, give me humility in adoration of you.  I love you.  This stop is for my parents.  Watch over them, keep them close.  Be with them.  Oh Jesus, transform me.

Stop 3: Oh Jesus, give me prudence in adoration of you.  I love you.  I pray for Renate wherever she may be.  Bring her back to you and keep her safe.  Oh Jesus, transform me.

Stop 4:  Oh Jesus, give me wisdom in adoration of you.  I love you.  Watch over Matthew, Molly, and Abby.  Help them to never stray from you and to have a stong relationship with you.  Oh Jesus, transform me.

Stop 5: Oh Jesus, grant me courage in adoration of you.  I love you.  I pray for my Marianist Family, that they are always faithful to their charism.  Keep them in my heart.  Oh Jesus, transform me.

Stop 6: Oh Jesus, bring my to understanding in adoration of you.  I love you.  Shower your love on Priyanka as she grows up.  Show her your love and care that she may follow you.  Oh Jesus, transform me.

Stop 7: Oh Jesus, help me to love fully in adoration of you.  I love you.  Protect all my close friends.  Keep them close to you.  Let them know all the good they have done, especially for me.  Oh Jesus, transform me.

Stop 8: Oh Jesus, give me patience in adoration of you.  I love you.  I pray for me grandparents.  Let them know how much they are blessings in this world.  Grant them everlasting peace.  Oh Jesus, transform me.

“silently, peacefully, we will rest in you, Lord.”

Home/Bed: Thank you Lord, for the time spent with you.  I pray that these words of mine make it up to you.  All this I do and ask for the sake of my vocation.  It is in you and your Father that I must put all my trust.  What else could there even possibly be?  Jesus allow me to sit at your table so that I continue to learn from you in the way you are with your disciples.  Keep in my heart the experience tonight.  Thank you for everything you have done in my life.

It was amazing to see Jesus in all the different churches in the area.  I am blessed to be here and I cannot wait to share this experience.  Peace.

 

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Mary, Woman of Wisdom and Patience

For one of the class we have with the sisters, we were instructed to read this certain passage, reflect upon it, find Mary’s message for us in it, and such.  Then we are to give the title to Mary that we feel in our hearts.  We have been talking about some that we could give her based on specific stories from the bible.  Here is the passage that we are to use.  It is John 2:1-12.

On the third day there was a wedding in Cana in Galilee, and the mother of Jesus was there. Jesus and his disciples were also invited to the wedding. When the wine ran short, the mother of Jesus said to him, “They have no wine.”  (And) Jesus said to her, “Woman, how does your concern affect me? My hour has not yet come.” His mother said to the servers, “Do whatever he tells you.”  Now there were six stone water jars there for Jewish ceremonial washings, each holding twenty to thirty gallons. Jesus told them, “Fill the jars with water.” So they filled them to the brim. Then he told them, “Draw some out now and take it to the headwaiter.”  So they took it. And when the headwaiter tasted the water that had become wine, without knowing where it came from (although the servers who had drawn the water knew), the headwaiter called the bridegroom and said to him, “Everyone serves good wine first, and then when people have drunk freely, an inferior one; but you have kept the good wine until now.” Jesus did this as the beginning of his signs in Cana in Galilee and so revealed his glory, and his disciples began to believe in him.

However familiar it may be with me, I had to read it over and over again before I could come up with some words that could describe my reflection.  There are many different perspectives one could take.  Even though my focus is to be on Mary, I ended up seeing it from others’ perspectives too, which served to help in getting a good grasp on what may have been really happening at the wedding.  I did not allow myself to think of Mary quite yet.

The first time through, I was drawn to the servers and what they must have felt and thought.  To them, this man was expecting them to bring him water so that they could serve wine.  Yes, they had done it, but there must have been some confusion in their minds. 

The second time through, I thought about the two getting married.  We do not hear about them other than the praise that the headwaiter (who had not known what had happened) had given the bridegroom at serving the best wine last instead of first.  Did the newly married couple know what had happened later down the line?  Had they known that they ran out of wine and yet there was more to be served?

In the third reading that I did, my focus went to Jesus.  This was the first miracle performed by Him.  What was He thinking in the process?  Maybe Jesus had an idea of how He would react, but He may also have had no idea what would be said of this miracle.  I am left to wonder, would Jesus have done it if Mary was not there?

From there, I read the story a fourth time.  In this reading, I focused on who Mary was in this event and what role she had in the miracle.  I found that she had an immense patience with Jesus.  Her son calls her woman and gives what we would call today as attitude.  She knows what Jesus is to do, as she was told by an angel some years ago.  Was she be spoken to by God to start Jesus off on His ministry?  Despite what Jesus told her, she still turned to the servers and told them to do whatever Jesus tells them to do.  The respect people must have had to listen to what she says, overstepping what Jesus told her.  During and after the miracle, the writer does not tell us anything more about Mary’s presence.  Letting my imagination run, I can see her backing up and watching from the side all that is taking place.  I see a big smile on her face at seeing Jesus begin the ministry He was born to do.  There had to be wisdom in her that she knew what to do and what to say.  There had to be patience in her in order to respond as she did in talking to Jesus.  There was a deeper connection she had to what good needed to happen and how.  Despite that Jesus was God made flesh, He grew up with a mother as any human child would.  Mary, His mother, had the wisdom and patience with Jesus as God gave her on the day He was conceived. 

 
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Posted by on March 31, 2011 in Inner Reflection

 

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Patience My Beloved

During class this morning (yes I was paying attention) I started to be inspired to write again.  This is what came of that random inspiration to write.  It is almost like a call and response, being able to be sung as a psalm possibly.  I had an idea for the melody, but I must recall it again.  I see the refrain as God (in whatever form of the Trinity) speaking to us and the verses our call to Him in the moments of this life.  For me it relates more so my current place in life, formation with the Salesian Sisters.

Be patient my child, I am with you

For you are my beloved

Oh Lord I’m being tempted

My mind is full of chaos

Will I ever find calm

Be patient my child, I am with you

For you are my beloved

My heart pulls every direction

The evil one creeping in

Can I still keep him out

Be patient my child, I am with you

For you are my beloved

There is pain in my past

Following like a shadow

Does peace ever come

Be patient my child, I am with you

For you are my beloved

I am here to be with you

There is a great love in my heart

When can it be released

Be patient my child, I am with you

For you are my beloved

 
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Posted by on October 9, 2010 in Creative Corner

 

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A Simple Prayer and Response

Yesterday while recreating in the aspirant community room watching a movie, two poems came to my pen and paper.  The first is a prayer coming from me and the second is one in response from the Lord.  Whether or not He was speaking to my heart, I am not sure.  It is what flowed onto my paper and I love them.

Oh great God, Lord of all

Please hear this my call

My heart beats with love

Have you sent this from above

The yearning is so very strong

To be where I am to belong

Dear Lord I fail to see

How this can all really be

Many times I understand

The passion of this land

Then hurt really creeps in

And the doubt does begin

Lord, strength I need

Give me the words to heed

Without you, lost I remain

With you, love I cannot contain

So please stay at my side

Lord with you I wish to abide

—–

Dear child, I love you so

This I want you to know

Hard times will be there

Remember that I do care

Carry this your own cross

Count nothing as a loss

As the days go on by

afraSend your sorrows in a sigh

Give them all to me

Spread love for all to see

You are meant for things great

In a world with much hate

Be not afraid of life to come

I know where you are from

Your experience do share

For your heart is full of care

Be patient in all you do

My child, I truly love you

 
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Posted by on October 8, 2010 in Creative Corner

 

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We Have To Pray (a spur of the moment poem)

I am sitting at my desk and all of a sudden this poem came out of me.  Please Enjoy!

The days start to get long

My mind is a jumbled song

As summer retreat does come

Soon I go to where I came from

With many memories had

Leaving this place will be sad

But my future ahead is planned

Any expectations are canned

What I wish to come true

Is what I shall come to do

But in time I must wait

Which at times I can hate

Patience I must truly aquire

In my heart is an unique fire

It burns in my heart and soul

Leaves me with joy feeling full

So as long days may be

Or even short you see

With either I must this say

In everything we have to pray

 
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Posted by on June 18, 2010 in Creative Corner

 

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Learning Patience

“The time is coming quickly, and what I show you will come true.  It may be slow in coming, but wait for it; it will certainly take place, and it will not be delayed.”  Habakkuk 2:3

Patience is something that I have learned to have through the course of my life.  It is amazing how many forms and levels of patience do exist that we must be aware of and strive to attain.  Patience with people, with things, and most of all with God.  Patience in jobs, in the family, in the community, and in yourself.

The first time I encountered patience is with my family.  I have very different ideas at times on how to go about things and approach situations.  It seemed that meeting at an equal ground was very hard.  While we did argue a bunch, there was an underlying patience that all parties had to discover.  It is an ongoing adventure this one, but one that hopefully continues to move in the right direction.  It will be difficult as I never saw myself to close to my family, but alas, they are my family.

Another place where patience was encountered in a big way for me was my summers on staff at a Girl Scout camp.  There are staff that come from other countries as well as the domestic camp.  Growing up going to camp and having a particular connection to the camp, it was difficult at time to work with those hwo may have not understood the deep profound affect that a camp can have on a child.  You also have to consider the 30 or so women living together; as one can imagine, this could cause a lot of tensions.  Working with people who would do things differently than me or not understand was difficult.  When things were the other way around as well, provided to be just as difficult.  It is in those times that I learned patience.  As well, with the girls that would come to camp, you had to portray a good deal of patience balanced with a cross between I am you friend adn you must follow these rules.

In university is where I learned the  most patience with myself, as well as developing my patience with other people.   I struggled, as I have mentioned in a previous post, with my school work.  I found myslef getting frustrated with myself only to be remending that patience with ones own way of accomplishing things is needed.

Where I am now is another place of patience learning that I have.  As difficult as it may be at times, I learn much from the people here as well as patience in working with others.  Though there may be few of us, our ways of doing things and thoughts on how things should be done vary greatly.  It has been a great challenge, but rewarding when tackled with patience.

The biggest thing I am learning in terms of patience is what lies ahead for my future.  Entering with the Salesians this coming August has me scattered all over the place.  While I may hav enot finished the application and turned it in, it has been made clear to me that I am pretty much set once all that is done.  The way I feel about things as shifted gears and I am anticipating the moment of entrance.  It was also presented to me what could be a chance for me to go live with my aunt in Italy (orgins of this particular order) so that I may learn some Italian, travel and see some churches there, and work in ministry.  It sounds simply amazing, but I need to remember my job here.  There is this urge in my to be back visiting with the sisters and to be joining them.  There is a great deal of time before that happens.  In God’s time things will happen.  I was sent to the point of Jersey for a reason, and now I must finish my stay here before I move on.  Let us travel back to that bible quote.

“The time is coming quickly, and what I show you will come true.  It may be slow in coming, but wait for it; it will certainly take place, and it will not be delayed.”  Habakkuk 2:3

God has shown my the Salesian Sisters, and it is to be.  There is much time before that happens and I must wait until the alloted time of entering.  I need to remember that it will happen, and not be delay any longer from the time is must occur.  Patience is what needs to exist until that point.  Patience with God that He indeed knows what he is doing.

Fact: St. Mary Mazzarello (1837-1881) worked with St. John Bosco (also known as Don Bosco) and found the Salesian Sisters in 1872.

 
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Posted by on February 10, 2010 in Inner Reflection, Living Salesian

 

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