6.29.2012

Retreat

After some chores, laundry, odds and ends and a meeting, I'm heading south to Oregon tomorrow for my retreat which I will start on Saturday. I will not be blogging for the next week or so.  Instead long walks, taking pictures, drawing, coloring, reading, praying, and just being will be the order of the day.  Actually, there will be no order to the day.  My only plan is to be open to the Spirit and enjoy the wonder and beauty of God's creation.

One luxury of religious life that my body, mind and spirit has come to rely on is the opportunity to make an annual retreat. As our CSJP Constitutions so wisely say:

We nurture our life of prayer
by reflective reading, particularly Scripture,
by periods of solitude and silence,
and by an annual retreat. (Constitution 30).

Or, in the words of my Jedi Master:


So away I go.  First I will stop on the way and visit with a friend.  But then it is off.  To quiet.  To nature. To spending time in the heart of God.

Peace

6.28.2012

Praying with Irenaeus


During my theology studies I have become friendly with a 2nd Century theologian named Irenaeus of Lyons.  St. Irenaeus actually--today is his feast day.  I read some of his writings in Christology and History of Ancient Christianity.


Even though he was Bishop of Lyons, France, he was in actual fact a Father of the Eastern Church, having been born and raised in Smyrna in Asia Minor. Initially I was intrigued by an earlier connection he claimed to the Christian story: he was a pupil of Polycarp, who himself had known John and others who were "eyewitnesses of the Life of the World" as he wrote in a letter. In other words, he received his knowledge of Jesus and the Christian life from the very first Christian generation.


Last year on retreat I spent some quality time with Irenaeus.  This picture with a quote from him captures the experience so well. Nice to return to that moment, even if only in photographic form.


Here's to experiences that illustrate this truth:  "communion with God is life and light and enjoyment of the good things."  God loves us SO much. There are signs all around us, but sometimes we need to take a moment, stop, breathe in the fresh air, and bask in the sunlight.  Or rain as the case may be.  

Letting Go

Thursday is my last full day of ministry at the peace and justice center.  Over the past four years, I've been part of some great projects, started others, collaborated with amazing people and worked to promote the social teaching of the church.  It's been a wonderful opportunity to bring my writing, research and organizing gifts to what I'm most passionate about--promoting social justice as a path to peace.

Someone else will be carrying on with the projects I've started. She'll do a great job, I'm sure.  She'll bring different perspectives, experiences and priorities.  I've been working with my replacement for two weeks and have every confidence that she'll do great.  Plus I know that my coworkers will continue their amazing ministry in new and exciting ways.

Still though, there is a bit of letting go in this all.  There always is in a transition.  I've been thinking back a lot to the last time I left a major job, when I left the City to enter the novitiate.  An old co-worker recently told me that I'm sort of an "empire-builder."  I create systems and projects and leave a job bigger than what it was when I started. What happens to the projects when I leave is out of my control.  There's a lot of truth to that.  And wisdom.  And humility.

Most of all, I'm finding myself filled with gratitude for the blessings and opportunities of these past four years.

6.26.2012

The Not-so-Final Countdown

Officially I have three more days in my ministry at the peace and justice center. I say officially because I'll be back at various points over the summer for odds and ends. Also, since the center is co-sponsored by my religious community and does amazing work to promote justice in our world and church, I will always be connected. It's not really a goodbye or a see you later, but a shift in relationship and activity.

Still, after Thursday I will be a little bit more free. I will have more free time, which will be occupied by retreat, vacations, a few projects, a meeting or two, and lots of sorting, trips to goodwill and packing before I head to Chicago August 28.

I will also feel more free because I feel like I have been able to document a lot of the programs I have developed these past four years and shared the information necessary to help them to evolve. For the past two weeks I have been working with my replacement who is energetic,  committed, and has a great world view. I think I leave things in good hands which is always a good feeling.

But for now, time to pass along a little more knowledge and get a few more projects tied up.

My eyes and my heart are on Saturday when I will see the ocean and begin my retreat! That is the real countdown!!

6.25.2012

Jubilee Celebrations

This weekend we celebrated seven women who have spent a collective 395 years as Sisters of St. Joseph of Peace.  In this crowd of amazing women we have an artist, a writer, teachers, a college professor, a nurse, a hospital administrator, a retirement home administrator, a member of the Congregation leadership team, a social outreach worker, a minister with the Native American community, parish catechists, and a food bank provider.  Yes, there are many more ministries than there are Sisters, because over the years these women have grown, taken risks, tried new things, and answered the call to follow Jesus wherever that may take them as Sisters of St. Joseph of Peace.

Jubilee Celebrations are a wonderful time to gather as community, to celebrate our Sisters, to celebrate our lives together.  During the liturgy, all the Sisters present are invited to stand and renew their vows as Sisters of St. Joseph of Peace.  It is always a touching moment, in the presence of the family and friends of the Jubilarians and our Sisters and Associates to stand and recite our renewal of vows.

As our CSJP Constitutions say:

As we live our vows each day
we trust that Christ's blessing promised
 to peacemakers will sustain us,
knowing that God working in us
will accomplish more than we can ask
 or imagine. (Constitution 62)

Only 19 years to my own silver Jubilee! I know the years will fly by!


 

6.22.2012

A Strong Advocate ... Sister Cecilia Marie

Our CSJP Community will gather tomorrow for our Jubilee Celebrations in Bellevue, Washington.  But first, this morning, we will gather to say goodbye to one our most beloved Sisters, Cecilia Marie Gri, who passed away earlier this week.

There is so much you can say about this amazing Sister who would have turned 99 next month.  She was one of the most engaged, active, powerful and faithful women I have ever been honored to know.

When I first met Sister Cecilia Marie, she was preaching the homily ... at her 75th Jubilee ... at the age of 91.  And she broke open the word like nobody's business, preaching in a clear, strong voice in love and with a deep faith that shined through her and into everyone who listened. This picture is one I took from her 80th Jubilee.  She was the lector, and again in a strong voice she proclaimed the word of God for all to hear.

At our vigil service last night for Sister Cecilia Marie, we prayed the rosary, an important element of her prayer life, and shared stories.  Such wonderful stories! I shared my own story of Sister Cecilia Marie and her regular support for our ministry at the peace and justice center.  She was a regular donor, always sending a small donation with a lovely note.  In fact, she sent her last donation right before she moved up to our retirement center two months ago!

Sister Cecilia Marie is a model for us all.  She loved God and God's people and gave her all.  When she turned 90 in 2003, she wrote:  "I am involved in Parish ministry on a voluntary basis.  Since 1988 I have been coordinator of homebound ministry. I am also lay presider, eucharistic minister, parish librarian, leader of Vigil services for deceased parishioners, and a leader of the ecumencial prayer service at one of the retirement homes.  Every month for about ten years I write an article or two for our Parish newsletter.  On several occasions I have given a homily at Mass.  In summary, I am a 'jack-of-all-trades.'" Indeed. Keep in mind this was after 30+ years of teaching and 13 years working in one of our hospitals.

I just trolled my old blog posts for something I remembered writing after the first Jubilee celebration I attended, which was Sister Cecilia Marie's 75th.  At the celebration afterwards, a young priest friend of Sister Cecilia Marie shared this story.  I'll end my post with this re-post:

The youngish priest (YP) and Sister C (SC). were out visiting a sick parishioner. They shared the Eucharist and prayed with the gentleman and his family. While they were inside, it started snowing heavily outside. This posed a problem as the family lived at the bottom of a steep hill. They were worried they wouldn't get back up the hill, so YP borrowed some kitty litter that he spread out on the snow to create some traction. YP & SC said fairwell to the family and got in the car. The kitty litter helped a bit, but they were having a hard time making it up the hill. YP was driving and SC was sitting in the passenger seat. On the first failed attempt up the hill, SC started praying the rosary. On the second failed attempt up the hill, she started saying her Hail Mary's even faster. YP looked over worriedly at SC before the third attempt, and she said "Don't worry Father, the third time's a charm I'm sure." He looked over at SC and said, "I hope so Sister. You keep praying and I'll try one more time." So they did and almost made it to the top when they started to slip back down again. At this moment SC stopped saying her Hail Mary's and yelled emphatically, "Come on Mary, get out there and PUSH!!!!!." At which point the car spurted up to the top of the hill without any problem. YP ended the story by saying, "I knew Sister was a holy woman. I didn't realize she had a direct connection and could boss Mary around."

Thank you Sister Cecilia Marie for the gift of your life, love, strong intellect, courageous spirit, and generosity.  I know that you will be a strong advocate for our Sisters, for people in need, for our church and for our broken world.

6.21.2012

Benefits of Juneuary

It is now officially summer. Here in Seattle, we're having a little two day heat wave. Yesterday it was 76 and today it is supposed to be 78! Crank out the fans, sandals and sunglasses. But keep the fleece and rain gear at the ready,  because Summer does not really start here until mid July. The weekend forecast for example? Showers, scattered showers, partial clearing and sunbreaks. Yes, sunbreaks are a bonafide meteorological term out here!

But who am I to complain about Juneuary in the Pacific Northwest? We could be hot hot hot like the rest of the country. Instead we are an oasis of green. Nice.


6.20.2012

Photo Journal ... Visit to the Other Side (of the mountains)

Here's a last post about my weekend trip across the mountains.  It was summer there, which it is decidedly not in Seattle.  It was nice to soak up the sun and assorted beauties.
Waterfront Park, Leavenworth, WA

Wildflower - some sort of rose

Sculpture garden at Riverfront Park, Wenatchee, WA


Poppies in the "old west" town of Winthrop, WA


6.19.2012

On the corner of St. Joseph & Susan

When I was on the other side of the mountains, I took the opportunity to explore the lovely town that is Wenatchee.  It's a community where until fairly recently our Sisters have had a significant presence.

The Old St Anthony Hospital-
you can see St Anthony at the top!
In 1916 the sisters of St. Joseph of Peace were invited by Bishop O'Dea of Seattle to take over the Wenatchee General Hospital, which according to a historical document from the Washington Health Association was being sold by a "Miss Mary Maloney."  Take it over the Sisters did, running it as St. Antony Hospital until the mid 1970s.  This is a picture of the hospital built in 1921.  The old structure is now a home for mentally and physically disabled adults.  Some of my favorite Sisters spent time in ministry there, including Sister Monica Heeran who started there as a young Sister in the 1950s as a bookeeper before becoming and RN, a hospital administrator, and eventually CEO of our health system.  We sold the hospital to another local hospital in the 1970s, and it continues in operation at a new site as Central Washington Hospital.


In 1955, St. Joseph's Catholic School was opened in Wenatchee.  According to their website, that first year "four sisters of St. Joseph of Peace instructed a total of 230 students in grade one through four.  Since then, the school has taught more than 8,500 children!  The last Sister of St. Joseph of Peace left the school in the late 80s, but Sister Tonia stayed in Wenatchee until a few years ago, working with the diocese. I visited the site of St. Joseph school as well.  You could see our presence and charism just in the school sign, which includes a peace dove!


The neighbors probably thought I  was crazy, but I also took a picture of the street sign.  Because you see, much to my surprise and delight, St. Joseph's Catholic School is located at the corner of .... yup, you guessed it if you looked at the title of this blog post .... at the corner of St. Joseph Place and Susan Place!  How perfect!

6.18.2012

Of Mountains & Dreams - Immigration Reform

North Cascades Highway
Washington Pass
Last weekend I traveled across the mountains to the "other side" (biblical reference anyone?). My main goal was to give a presentation on immigration in a small rural farming community that has been greatly impacted by our nation's failure to pass immigration reform. The mostly immigrant Spanish-speaking Catholic parish in town shares a priest with the parish in a more affluent English-speaking retirement community about an hour away.  The two communities are hoping to find ways to work together in a supportive way.  I was asked to give them some information about the Church's teaching on immigration and then to facilitate a beginning conversation between the two communities as they plan next steps together.


It was an amazing experience.  I felt truly humbled to be invited to assist people with giant hearts facing amazing obstacles.  While I may know enough about Catholic Social Teaching on immigration and our national immigration history and policy to give a presentation about it, I was in the presence of people who live the challenges every day.  I may have crossed the mountain passes in my little nun car to spend the afternoon with them, but the immigrant community faces bigger hurdles every day:  language, employment barriers, access to education, family separation, fear, racism, you name it.

After the first part of my presentation--which was beautifully translated by a woman who is a 2nd grade teacher in the town (note to self ... learn Spanish!)--I invited those present to spend some time reflecting first on one challenge they face in their community, and then on one hope or dream they have for collaboration between the English and Spanish speaking communities.  They then broke into mixed language small groups to share both their challenge and their hope/dream.  What happened was truly of God. I heard laughter.  I saw tears.  I observed curiosity and deep sharing.  Those present seemed to identify some potential areas for practical collaboration as well as some big dreams.  They recognized that this is a first step and that in many respects they face mountain sized challenges.  But from this facilitator's perspective, they seemed to leave refreshed, connected, and better prepared for the journey ahead, in solidarity ... together.  It truly was a Spirit filled day.  As one of the Deacon-candidates said to me as he was leaving, the people who were supposed to be there that day were in the room.

One moment that particularly touched me was when a member of the Spanish-speaking community shared that one of his dreams had come true the day before when the Obama administration announced their new deferred action policy for young adults who were brought to the US by their parents without legal authorization.  Provided these young people meet certain requirements (such as being in school, graduated from high school/GED, or served in the military), they will not be subject to deportation and will be able to apply for work permits.

With tears in his yes and a smile on his face, he shared that he has always prayed that his daughter--who graduated from college and just finished a Master's degree--would someday be able to work and use all that she has learned in school for the community.  You could tell how very proud this orchard worker was of all that his daughter had accomplished, and as her dreams came closer to reality he was filled with hope and gratitude.  As he learned more about the policy announcement, he thought that she would qualify.  He was very excited to bring the information home to his daughter.

I will never forget sharing that moment with him.  It was a beautiful ministry moment and a wonderful capstone of sorts as I come closer to the end of my ministry at the peace and justice center.

Of course, the recent policy decision is not a path to legal citizenship.  As Archbishop Jose Gomez said on behalf of the U.S. Bishops in their press release following the announcement:

On behalf of the U.S. Conference of Catholic Bishops (USCCB), I welcome the announcement by President Obama today that, consistent with his executive authority, he will grant deferred action on a case-by-case basis to youth who entered the United States by age 15 and have not committed certain offenses. Many of these youth would qualify for immigration relief under the Development, Relief, and Education for Alien Minors (DREAM) Act. ...
The action by the President today is no substitute for enactment of the DREAM Act in Congress. We encourage our elected officials of both parties to take this opportunity to work together to enact this important law, which would give these youth a path to citizenship and a chance to become Americans. We also renew our call for bipartisan efforts to enact comprehensive and humane reform our nation’s broken immigration system.

If you agree, take two minutes today to write to your members of Congress in support of the DREAM Act and Comprehensive Immigration reform.

We can climb the mountain.  We can reach the other side and justice for immigrants.  We must.  Our God expects no less.

When an alien resides with you in your land, do not mistreat such a one.  You shall treat the alien who resides with you no differently than the natives born among you; you shall love the alien as yourself; for you too were once aliens in the land of Egypt.  I, the LORD, am your God. (Leviticus 19:33-34)

6.15.2012

Conversation in the park

Scene: Riverfront Park on a beautiful sunny day. Me sitting on a bench soaking it all in. Wearing my CSJP t-shirt with our Peace Cross on the front.

Random Stranger (RS): Can I bum a cigarette off you?
Me: I don't have one. Don't smoke.
RS: Where's the butt at? (presumably not believing I don't smoke.)
Me: Sorry. Not a smoker.  No cigarettes or butts to offer.  I do have some ice you can have (brandishing my cup of ice ... he looked to be suffering from the heat.)
RS: [silent pause followed by apparent blank stare, but apparently looking at my tshirt].  What's peace for? Like a hippy?
Me: Actually it's for the Sisters of St Joseph of Peace. I'm a Catholic nun.
RS: Really?
Me: Yep.
RS: [confused look squinting trying to figure it out]
Me: That's why my shirt says peace, it's inside our peace cross.
RS: [continued silent stare]
Me: Have a nice day!
RS: [walks away]

... priceless.  You can't make this stuff up!

Margaret Anna Fridays - nonviolent language

Most Fridays I'm going to share a quote from the founder of my religious community, Margaret Anna Cusack, known in religion as Mother Francis Clare.

Let us learn then, from the example of Jesus, how to order our words aright.  The Catholic owes an especial duty to the world in this, for the world cannot understand patience under injury, silence under calumny, or gentle and courteous language to one who has done so deadly injustice.  Yet these are the lessons which Jesus came to teach us, and the lessons of which he gave Himself the example, 'Friend, where to art thou come?'~Book of the Blessed Ones, MF Cusack, 1874
I am always amazed when I return to Margaret Anna's writings how spot on she was and is.  Daily these days we seem to have proof that the world cannot understand patience under injury or gentle and courteous langauge to the one who has done so deadly justice.  And yet this is the call of Jesus, as she often names is, our "practical Christianity." The path to peace starts in our very hards, our very words, our very relationships big and small.

6.14.2012

Violence of our thoughts and words

In Today's Gospel (Matthew 5), Jesus tells his disciples (and us):  "You have heard that it was said to your ancestors, You shall not kill; and whoever kills will be liable to judgment. But I say to you, whoever is angry with his brother will be liable to judgment, and whoever says to his brother, 'Raqa,' will be answerable to the Sanhedrin, and whoever says, 'You fool,' will be liable to fiery Gehenna."

Woah. Serious stuff. I think we can all agree that killing people is not ok. But Jesus calls us to a powerful nonviolent love that is so much harder. Beyond refraining from physical violence, we are also called to refrain from violent thoughts and words about other people.

Now anyone who knows any other people knows that there is no way you will never be angry at someone or think bad thoughts about them. They are human. We are human. Enough said.

But as Christians it is not enough to leave it at that, but instead to invite the awesome power of God's light and love into our hearts, lives, relationships and eventually the whole world.

Is the nonviolent path easy? No. It takes hard work, deep intention,  humor to laugh at yourself when you make mistakes, willingness to brush that failure off and to try again. And again. And again. Because we are human beings dealing with other human beings, which means we'll get lots of practice.

Jesus teaches us the way.  Choose love. Your heart will be transformed and eventually you might just help change the world. May God's kingdom come, God's will be done.

Love.

6.13.2012

Documentation

In case you haven't caught this little bit of news, I'm headed to Chicago at the end of August to study at the Catholic Theological Union.  This means that I am leaving my ministry of four years at the peace and justice center.  It's been a great four years.  I've been able to create a couple of great programs, contribute to education and advocacy materials on a variety of social justice issues, and generally do good stuff.  But I'm leaving my ministry at the end of the month to head on retreat and other summer related activities, not to mention packing.  My replacement starts work on Monday and we will have two weeks of overlap for orientation type stuff.

Which means that for the past few weeks, I've been steadily trying to document all of these programs, presentations and materials that I've created over the past few years.

I've been having some flashbacks to my bureaucratic past, when I was the queen of instruction manuals. I created elections manuals for candidates and initiative petitioners.  I documented our City Code process.  I rewrote our employee manual.  I create a centralized repository of policy documents and created a whole categorizing and filing system for them.  Lots and lots and lots of documentation.

I actually loved it.  I'm really good at writing instructions, and I love to create new programs.  I also enjoy documenting them.  What I don't enjoy so much, is doing it all at once!!!

At more than a few points in the past week I've found myself pining for a pensieve, a la Harry Potter. It would be so much easier to just be like Dumbledore, touch my magic wand to my temple, and extract all of the thoughts, materials, procedures, contacts, etc... from my brain rather than trying to sort through all of my handwritten notes with random scratching and symbolic codes (I am organized, I just forget how I organized things from time to time).

But alas, I do not have magic powers.  So tomorrow morning, nose goes back to the grindstone for the last round of documentation and desk cleaning before my successor comes on Monday.

6.12.2012

When life gets too seriously silly ...

There's too much silliness in the world, of the serious variety.  So rather than an actual blog post, I give you a silly blog quiz.


You Are Unity


You are simply joyful. You find it easy to have peace of mind.
You bond easily and freely with others. You don't get wrapped up in selfish concerns.

You are receptive and approachable. You are welcome the world with open arms.
You are good at resolving conflicts and making sure everyone is satisfied. You mediate well.

Watching Paint Dry ... Leadership & Peacemaking

From the World Paint Watching Photo Contest
Yesterday I had the honor and privilege of speaking to 48 rising juniors (all boys).  They were at my alma mater DeMatha Catholic High School* in Hyattsville, Maryland, for a three-day Leadership Institute.  I was across the country in my office in Seattle, appearing via Skype for an afternoon session (morning my time).  The wonders of technology!

Our topic was leadership from the perspective of peacemaking.  I was on the panel with MJ & Jerry Park, two lovely people who run Little Friends for Peace and if I'm not mistaken were named "Teachers of Peace" by Pax Christi USA a few years back.  So let's just say they know of what they speak.  I spoke from my own experience as a peacemaker, from some early inklings and attempts in high school to joining a religious community that is seeking peace together through justice.  I felt that the young men were very interested and connected to the topic, a bit more than I expected truth be told, especially given it was the post-lunch spot.  They had great questions!

One of the questions was something along the lines of how do you keep going when you are in a situation that seems hopeless.  Another question built on that one, what do you do when you are stuck in a tense situation with no apparent resolution in sight.  He didn't use this phrase but I think he was talking about engaging conflict when you are at an impasse, when you seem to have hit a brick wall, when the different opinions are so entrenched that you can't imagine how you'll ever get through.

To be honest, I don't remember exactly how the three of us answered the question.  Except that I know there were themes:  persistence, patience, listening, openness to change, relationship building.

I've been thinking about the question and realizing that when you follow the nonviolent path of peacemaking to engage impasse, it's a bit like watching paint dry.  From the outside, there are generally not major flash points or quick resolutions so it can look like nothing is happening.  From the inside, sometimes you have to let the paint dry before you can apply another coat.  Change happens gradually, slowly, often with repeated coats applied, sometimes in different shades or tones.  As a leader, the call is to be faithful to the process, to carefully and prayerful discern the next action, to act quickly when required, to be patient when you need to be, and to openly and honestly engage the whole process.

The leadership of LCWR met this morning in Rome with Vatican Officials and American Bishops.  It seems from the LCWR public statement and news story that the meeting was at the very least "another coat of paint," an open dialogue and opportunity for conversation.  I keep waiting for the media and general public to lose interest in this whole process ... it's going to take a lot of time and seem at many times like watching paint dry.

On the other hand, I find myself hoping that the media and public stay focused on the issue.  If nothing else, it seems to me our Sisters in Leadership are being faithful to their call to engage impasse through peacemaking for the sake of the Gospel.  And on their part, judging by the public statements about this meeting, it seems as if the Church leaders are engaging it as well.  Think of what a model this might be for a world that chooses quick and often violent paths to engage or ignore impasse, rather than the slow and sometimes messy path of nonviolence.  May everyone involved remain open to the Spirit that leads us to peace.

(*DeMatha is my alma mater, and yet DeMatha is an all boy's school.  I've explained how that happened before on the blog)

6.09.2012

Seeking Right Relationship ... lessons from history


This morning I met with my congregation small group, a small group of Sisters and Associates who meet regular for faith sharing, prayer, celebration and conversation.  We didn't have any official agenda from the Congregation for this meeting, so since I had offered to be the facilitator it was up to me to come up with some sort of prayer and process.  I was inspired by the following letter from the early days of our Congregation's history.  It was written, no doubt after a time of great prayer and discernment, by Mother Evangelista--one of our first Sisters and great friend of our founder Mother Clare (Margaret Anna Cusack)--and Sister Ignatius, another of our founding Sisters--to Bishop John J. Keane of the brand new Catholic University of America in Washington D.C.


Let me briefly set the stage (more details can be found on pages 476-482 of The Nun of Kenmare, the autobiography of Margaret Anna Cuscak, which you can read online via Google Books.)  Mother Clare was travelling at the request of her bishop in NJ, seeking to raise funds for the new community's works with Irish immigrant women and hoping to establish a ministry to the Catholic blind.  Unfortunately, she was blocked from success by a great deal of opposition from the (mostly Irish) bishops in America who did not appreciate her writing for social reform, which often called the role/response of the hierarchy to systemic poverty into question.  There were apparently many harsh words spoken and written about her.  Bishop Keane, the founding rector of the Catholic University of America, even went so far as to call into question her mental state.


These words against their founder, friend and Sister caused Mother Evangelista, Provincial Superior, and Sister Ignatius, Local Superior to write these words to Bishop Keane.  I will let their letter speak for itself.  It was written in 1886 or 1887, shortly before Mother Clare felt it necessary to leave the new community in order to save it.
Convent of the Sisters of Peace 
Jersey City, NJ  
My Lord—Our Mother General, most generally known as the Nun of Kenmare, was sent by our bishop, the Right Rev. W. M. Wigger, to Baltimore and other places South, in March 1886, for the purpose of seeing several bishops, partly to try and interest them in the establishment of a home for the Catholic blind, and partly hoping that, by a personal interview, she might be able to satisfy them, by the documents which she brought with her from Rome, that the many and cruel slanders which have been circulated about her were not only false, but absolutely without foundation whatever, and were originated by persons who dislike her great zeal for souls, and her wonderful energy in good works. 
In this mission she failed, not from want of proof of the divine character of her mission, and of the full approval of it by the Holy See, but because the ecclesiastics to whom she applied preferred to believe scandals which did not exist, and would not accept the denial of them by the Holy Father and Propaganda.
Now, my lord, you were one of the bishops who has not only spoken but written what is most scandalous and calumnious of our beloved superior, and we have the evidence in your own handwriting.  You, with others, have helped to deprive the Catholic Church of the services, and to break the loving and tender heart of one of the truest and most devoted of God’s spouses.  
We understand that your lordship is advanced to a most distinguished position in the Catholic church of America, a position which places in your hands the future of the Catholic church of America.  As you will have the formation of the characters of the future priests, we suppose that you will teach them that justice to poor as well as to rich, and that reparation for wrong done, is as much the duty of the priest as the layman. 
I inclose a copy of your letter in which you have brought these scandalous charges against our superior.  Your present position makes it most important, both for yourself and for us, that they should be fully and publicly retracted.  I may add that the circulation of such scandals about our superior is also a grave injury to the Holy Father, as people naturally ask, how is it that this sister is spoken of by ecclesiastics when the Holy Father has granted to her the extraordinary favor of being foundress of our new order?  Why should an American bishop demand that ‘she should go back to her convent in Ireland,’ when the Holy Father has authorized her to leave it for a new and most important work? Why should she be treated with suspicion and contempt when Propaganda has officially declared that ‘she is worthy of trust and confidence of all who may place themselves under her guidance?’ The original of this document is in the possession of our English ecclesiastical superior, the Right Rev. G. W. Bagshawe of Nottingham.  What are her ‘many plans?’ We who have been her spiritual children for years, are aware of only one plan, it has been to work for God’s poor.  When and where has she ever failed in obedience to ecclesiastical authority?  It is easy to invent and circulate reports, but a time may come when something more than an assertion will be demanded from those who speak such reports.  Suppose that the whole miserable story of our Mother’s treatment by ecclesiastics in America were put before the public, and your lordship will be please to remember we have written proof, what would be said?  Are priests in this new Catholic university to be educated to be honest men, or as men who will not pay ordinary respect to truth and justice and to the decision of the Holy See? When did our Mother go ‘from one part of the world to another’ without permission of her bishop? Even this Fall, when several eminent doctors declared her life depended on her spending the winter in the South, it was with great difficulty that we could induce her to go, and it was only when our bishop said that he wished her to do so, that she consented.  
Your lordship would not have been troubled with this letter, but we feel that the time has come when it is our duty to claim recognition and respect for the Holy Father’s decision.  Why should your lordship or other American bishops refuse our mother ‘sympathy?’ Surely, you should have the deepest sympathy for one who has so long suffered in silence when she might, at any moment, clear herself of all blame by publishing the documents in her possession when she has refrained from doing so simply because the public discredit would fall, and fall justly, on those very ecclesiastics who have cared so little for her unmerited sufferings, and why should it not? Within the last two years we have been offered ten good foundations by priests in different parts of America, and their respective bishops have at once refused to allow our order to spread, influenced by false reports such as those in your letter.  Protestants are amazed when they find this to be the case.  Protestant institutions, seaside homes, etc, are being established all over the country for working girls, and even in the very places where we have been refused permission to establish homes blest by the Holy Father.  These homes are filled with and supported by Catholic girls, as we can prove.  
We are well aware that there is in America one ecclesiastic whose prejudices against our mother-general are so strong that even the benediction and authority of the Holy Father has no weight with him, and it would be amusing if it were not very sad to see how some Catholic authorities make so much of the least word from Rome when it is in their favor, and treat with utter contempt such as are against their prejudices, but is this truly loyalty to the Holy See? This ecclesiastic has, we know, considerable power over all the other bishops, but, my lord, surely each bishop has a conscience of his own and a duty of his own to the Holy See.  
We shall be most happy, with the permission of our bishop, to go to Washington and bring the original document of the Holy Father’s founding our order, for the information of the bishops assembled at the laying the foundation of the Catholic  University.  
We can, ourselves, or any other of our sisters who are long professed under our dear mother’s care, give personal evidence as to the good she has done for souls and the forbearance with which she has born persistent calumny.  
We trust for the sake of the Catholic faith, and for your lordship’s own easement of conscience, that you will obtain from all the bishops a public denial of the charges made against her.  I am, my lord,                                    
Yours very respectfully,                                           
Mother M. Evangelista, Mother Provincial 
Sister M. Ignatius, Local Superior


We read this letter reflectively today in our small group and sat together in contemplative silence to listen to what their spirited words say to us today.  In our sharing, we were struck both by the strong voice of our charism of peace in this letter, the respectful yet engaging tone, and the desire to be in right relationship with the Church hierarchy.  Most religious communities have stories such as these, struggles with the institutional church as they sought to follow their charismatic call to be of service to the Gospel and people who are poor.  We stand on such strong shoulders and carry their lives, their loves, their hopes, their dreams (and no doubt their sorrows) with us.  As the words of the prayer written for those who wish to pray in solidarity with LCWR these days so beautifully say:


May the holy ones who have gone
before us inspire us by their courage
and wisdom and affirm that we are
not alone.
Pray for us, our pioneer Sisters. Come Holy Spirit, fill the hearts of your faithful with your love as we strive to be in right relationship and be Church for the sake of the Gospel.  Amen.

6.08.2012

Margaret Anna Fridays

Most Fridays I'm going to share a quote from the founder of my religious community, Margaret Anna Cusack, known in religion as Mother Francis Clare.

The nations are involved in misery, their countries are desolated, their families are ruined, their blood is poured forth on every side. And why? Because the teachings of the All-merciful are condemned, are neglected, are forgotten, and men who have boasted of their advancement in science are at fault, are unable to maintain the common rights of man, because they have not cared to learn the sublime lessons of political economy taught them by the Creator and Savior of the world.
~MF Cusack, Book of the Blessed Ones, 1874

6.07.2012

Family, Home, Church and Nonviolent Love

Those of you who've followed my story here on the blog know a bit about my own experience of Church. The two second version:  I was raised Catholic and attended 12 years of Catholic school in a post-Vatican-II Church. In high school during the 1980s, I started to wonder about the relevance of a Church that focused so narrowly on certain social issues in the midst of a world that seemed to be falling apart.  As a young woman, I also didn't feel particularly welcomed.  And so I left for a 10 year "vacation."  In mid my late 20s, my desire for a deeper relationship with God and God's people led me to search for home.  Quaker? Nope.  Buddhist? Nope. Catholic ... yep, with all the assorted baggage that comes with family.  This is my family, my home, my Church. So I came back, as a friend recently said, "in a big way."  These 13 or so years back as an active Catholic have been filled with blessings and gifts for me, as I've come to know God more deeply and found ways to be Church and follow Jesus in community.

Did all my wonderings go away?  Nope.  They're still there, but I have a more nuanced understanding of the human community that is the Church, seeking to follow the divine call that comes from Jesus.  For those of you who have challenging family issues but still love your family, that is a good metaphor for my own relationship with Church.

A few times in recent weeks I've had people who are facing their own struggles, either from within the Church or without, ask me the following question in various forms:  Why do you stay?  How do you stay?

I'd like to reframe those questions and ask myself ... how can I not be a part of this Church?  The Roman Catholic Church is in my blood, literally, coming from a long line of Catholics including at least one other Catholic Sister. My experience of God makes the most sense mediated through this faith community, with the rhythm and power of our rituals and sacraments.  I was steeped in a Catholic world view, seeing the goodness of God in all of creation.  When I work for peace and justice within this framework, not only do I make more sense but the world makes more sense.  In the face of hopelessness, I find hope.  In the life, ministry, death and resurrection of Jesus, I find faith in our shared story and a belief that all will be one and love will prevail.  This enables me to keep on keeping on and to participate in the small ways I can to the building of God's reign.

Is it easy?  As I said, the wonderings are still there, as are the human elements of the Church.  We've got division on some key issues, and even more division on issues that I'd guess Jesus would be a little exacerbated to find us spending so much time and energy on in the midst of the cries of people who are poor and marginalized.  But the Holy Spirit is ever present, calling us forward, inspiring us, working as one of my Sisters loves to say in "sneaky ways."

More and more, I have experienced my life in and for the Church as a nonviolent act of love.  This is my family, my home, my Church.  This is the family, home and Church of the global Church.  Millions of Catholics across the globe live out their faith in this same context.  How beautiful is that?

And so I pray.  I recently came across a beautiful prayer for "Frustrated Catholics" by Fr. James Martin, SJ.  I'd like to end this post with end of his prayer.


Help me to remember all your saints.  Most of them had it a lot worse than I do.  They were frustrated with your church at times, struggled with it, and were occasionally persecuted by it.  Joan of Arc was burned at the stake by church authorities.  Ignatius of Loyola was thrown into jail by the Inquisition.  Mary MacKillop was excommunicated.  If they can trust in your church in the midst of those difficulties, so can I.  Give me courage.
Help me to be peaceful when people tell me that I don’t belong in the church, that I’m a heretic for trying to make things better, or that I’m not a good Catholic.  I know that I was baptized.  You called me by name to be in your church, God.  As long as I draw breath, help me remember how the holy waters of baptism welcomed me into your holy family of sinners and saints.  Let the voice that called me into your church be what I hear when other voices tell me that I’m not welcome in the church.  Give me peace.
Most of all, help me to place all of my hope in your Son.  My faith is in Jesus Christ.  Give me only his love and his grace.  That’s enough for me.
Help me God, and help your church.
Amen.

6.05.2012

Utterly Amazing Jesus

Today's Gospel reading ends with this line: "They were utterly amazed at him." (MK 12:17)

As we should be. 2,000+ years later we have a tendency to soften Jesus. Even many of the images of "white jesus," as a Facebook friend refers to him, with flowing blond hair and doey eyes tend to soften the reality.

The reality as depicted in the Gospels is utterly amazing. Here is a man of discernment. A man of compassion. A man standing on the side of people living in poverty, the outcast, the oppressed. A man challenging the powers that be, speaking truth to power and paying the ultimate price.

Except that this man is also amazingly God. God who knows our human suffering, our human failings. God who stands on the side of the poor. God who challenges unjust systems and inspires us to work for justice. God who calls us to love no matter what the cost.

We are called to follow Jesus. So then then, we too are called to live utterly amazing lives. How will you live out this call today?

6.04.2012

Founders Day

Tomorrow is Founders Day, a special day in our Congregation. Our founder Mother Clare (Margaret Anna Cusack), died on June 5, 1899. In anticipation of Founders Day, I share you this excerpt from The Nun of Kenmare, her autobiography, recounting her audience with Pope Leo XIII on the founding of the new order, St. Joseph's Sisters of Peace:

My audience [with Pope Leo XIII] was entirely private, as I did not require an interpreter. Mgr. Macchi brought in the whole set of my books to his holiness, who looked at them, I think somewhat surprised at the number. Some of them were duplicated, having been translated into German, French, and Italian. ...

His holiness specially commended the plan of my new order, and encouraged me in every way to continue writing. He gave his blessing to all the sisters present and to come, and to all those who would contribute to my work. I cannot forget his paternal and affectionate kindness, and the sympathy he expressed for the troubles I had gone through. My last audience was a public one, and at this the Holy Father noticed me specially, and spoke to those who were standing around, explaining to them in a few words that we were Sisters of Peace, and the object of our work.
~M. F. Cusack, The Nun of Kenmare, 1889

Margaret Anna Cusack is an historical figure, a remarkable woman, and an amazing spiritual friend. This Founders Day, I invite you to visit the "Our Roots"section of the new CSJP Website to learn more about her and our other pioneer Sisters.

6.03.2012

We Do Exist

A young nun friend recently posted on Facebook that she was getting discouraged by some of the nun-related news chatter these days.  Especially discouraging were the comments and presumptions that younger women are only entering more traditional religious communities.  As it happens, women are joining religious life in its variety of forms these days.  Yes, some are drawn to a more traditional habit and structured prayer/community life. But others of us are drawn to the life of love and service that has taken shape in the 50 years since Vatican II.  I know, because I am one of these Sisters.  And thankfully, I know many more women like myself who have entered religious communities like mine.

So, in a moment of Sunday morning creativity, I created a 2 minute cartoon to tell our story.  Enjoy!  And please pray for vocations to all communities of women religious.  There is so much work to be done in service of the Gospel.


GoAnimate.com: We+Do+Exist+...+younger+Catholic+Sisters by SusanFrancois, CSJP


Like it? Create your own at GoAnimate.com. It's free and fun!

Pray for us Blessed John XXIII

Today is the 49th anniversary of the death of Blessed John XXIII, who died on this day in 1963.  His Feast Day is actually celebrated by the Church on October 11th, which this year will be the 50th Anniversary of the opening of the Second Vatican Council.  Which is fitting really, but there's no reason why we can't remember him on this anniversary.

As a post-Vatican II Catholic--I've only known the Church in its more recent manifestations--Vatican II and all its cast of characters are history to me.  I don't have the memories of those heady days or the bitter loss of hopes dashed.  By the time I started paying attention, things for the most part seemed to have been sorted out, although as I've become more engaged in theological and Church issues I'm realizing that the dust is indeed still settling from when John XXIII opened the windows of the Church to the "aggiornamento" of the modern world.  One can look at many of the present day internal church struggles and see that we've still got some family debates about just how open the windows should be.

A few years ago, I had the blessed opportunity to study Pacem in Terris, the encyclical Pope John XXIII released a few months before his death, for a course I was taking.  Many look to it as his last will and testament.  Personally, this was forgotten history that has become a meaningful treasure and guide in my own ministry and prayer life.  He saw the gift and challenge of the growing interconnectedness of the human family.

May Christ inflame the desires of all men to break through the barriers which divide them, to strengthen the bonds of mutual love to learn to understand one another, and to pardon those who have done them wrong. Through His power and inspiration may all peoples welcome each other to their hearts as brothers, and may the peace they long for ever flower and ever reign among them. (Pacem in Terris 171)

And so today, I pray for the intercession of Blessed John XXIII.  For our Church and for our entire human family, that love may guide us, strengthen us, and bring us together for the sake of the Gospel. Recently, I discovered another quote from Blessed John XXIII that we all would do well to reflect on and seek to embody:

Consult not your fears but your hopes and your dreams.  Think not about your frustrations but about your unfufilled potential.  Concern yourself not with what you have tried and failed in, but with what is still possible for you to do.

Thank you Blessed John XXIII for your continued vision and presence to God's people.  Pray for us and journey with us on the path to peace.

6.01.2012

Margaret Anna Fridays

Most Fridays I'm going to share a quote from the founder of my religious community, Margaret Anna Cusack, known in religion as Mother Francis Clare.

If the selfishness of men in high places will no longer permit me to work for the poor as I desire, I will at least use such little eloquence as I possess to plead their cause with all humanity.