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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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Your Little Lamb’s Tears

For what reason do these hot tears fall

I took my broken soul, answered the call

In this place there is found so much peace

Yet frustrating troubles do not yield or cease

In this all that my being truly weeps for

Or is it so much deeper, so much more

Explain all this in me, yes, I have tried

No one knows  fully all the reasons I cried

Surprised in me is something so great

But Satan tries to block it with such hate

Not able to fulfill all God wants me to be

I am left to discover even more, patiently

Misunderstood and disregarded, I then cry

For me and all else who struggle, but why

You see, a gift to be is given my heart

At times a curse if I cannot sometimes part

Here is how it goes, if you can get it

Within other people’s ups and downs I sit

Absorbing all that happens all around

There is really many things to be found

A lack of awareness and consideration

Leaves me hurt with unneeded frustration

How can I not move on from my nightmare

And see the other hurts lingering there

I am stuck in feeling it all, everything

Thus making it hard for me to sing

Let my hot tears fall, take what came

Pain and sorrow that leaves not the same

Help me to learn from this precious gift

So that my faith in you does not shift

I answered the call with all that I am

Keep me in your peace, your little lamb

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Posted by on February 27, 2011 in Creative Corner


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We Must Risk to Heal the World!

It does not matter who you are, what you believe in, any of it.  What I got today, despite the religious affiliation that is there, is so pertinent to everyone today.  For me, I might add faith into it, but that is who I am.  Please read on to hear of the what I encountered.

Today I saw the one of the most amazing things.   I heard twelve of the nineteen 8th grade speeches at Mother Seton Academy in Baltimore.  They were beyond great and extremely heartfelt.  It really made me shrink in my chair as well as lean forward in extreme interest in what they had to say.

First, let me explain the little that I know about the school.  Mother Seton is a Nativity school, grades 6-8.  It is co-ran by six different Catholic religious orders.  One of the orders is the Marianists, whom some of you know I am volunteer interning with this year.  The families have to apply in order to send their students there.  Acceptance is based on economic status and dedication to education, among many other things.  Of all the applicants to start in the school, which they do in 6th grade, only 12 girls and 12 boys are accepted.  They only really take in kids starting in 6th grade.  Even if kids drop, they do not replace them.  People will sponsor students, paying for tuition.  Some sponsors go as far and paying for high school tuition, and even at times helping them with college.  There are many people in support of what this school does and stands for.

So, in 8th grade the kids have a speech competition.  They are given a theme of some sort to work of off.  The format is funnel speeches where they start with a story, move into the body, then loop back to the story.  This years theme was “We must risk to heal the world…” and then they finished the sentence.  Phrases continued using words like “from” or “with” or at times, “by.”  Examples: “from lies” and “with the pursuit of excellence” where two among the ones I heard today.  They started with saying the initial phrase, not stating their theme until the funnel is finished, or the story is finished.  When that funnel into the body is finished, they state again “We must risk to heal the world…” then add their theme, like the two examples I gave.

The time and energy, power, and emotion those students put into the speeches astounds me.  I was brought to near tears by some of the things I heard them talking about.  Humbled is only one of the words I felt being in that room today.  The extent of their knowledge, the wisdom of their experience, the power fo their feelings, the strength of their point of view…beautiful.  I left there feeling a bit more empowered by those students; my fear of giving talks seems to have subsided some more, in addition to having given one not too far long ago and not freaking out during it.  I lose myself now. All I can say is it was simply amazing what I heard and saw today.  My only wish is that I could have seen them all and had my own recordings.

Here is what I want to challenge you all with.  Please, if you have read this far, seriously look at this.  Think about these questions.

With what will you risk to heal the world?

From what will you risk to heal the world?

By what will you risk to heal the world?

We must risk to heal the world!  How are you going to finish that sentence?  With what? From what?  By what?  What is it that you are going to risk?  I say you, but it is a group effort.  The thing is, it has to start somewhere, right?  Don’t count on the next person over, they would all most likely be doing the same you are.  So right now, in your heart, what are you feeling is the risk you must take to heal the world?  Here is what is on mine right now.

We must risk to heal the world with understanding!

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Posted by on May 3, 2010 in Inner Reflection


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False Impressions

Not 100 in the United States hate the Roman Catholic Church, but millions hate what they mistakenly think the Roman Catholic Church is. — Bishop Fulton J. Sheen

I find this to be so very true.  It is interesting, and no matter what anyone may try to do, that impression just does not seem to go away.

What do you think about this?

Is the impression had true or false?

I find that what people say they hate or don’t like is an idea they have of something, not what is actually is.  Of course, there are stereotypes and people who actually fit into those stereotypes, but that number is very few.

Why do people judge a whole group of people based on one persons take or input?

This is something I have noticed too, when I am talking about religious life to people who are not Catholic.  I am not going into this thing where I am going to be a cookie cutter shape of a nun, ya know?  Each person still has their own person to be.  Sure, on the outside the Salesian Sisters wear the same thing, but that does not mean they are all the same people.  Stereotypes stink!

What do you think, do those in religious life have strong stereotypes?

What kind of stereotypes are there out there?

Millions hate what they think the Roman Catholic church is.  For those of us who are Catholic and working in the church, we need to find a way to reach out and let people know who we are.  Of course, this means having some understanding within Catholicism as well.

What do you think the Roman Catholic Church is?

How does one battle what people mistakenly think it is?

How is a better understanding achieved?

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Posted by on March 17, 2010 in Uncategorized


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