Friday, December 04, 2009

Trying A New Idea


As some of the contributors of these blogs are either now ill, or other factors don't allow their being able to contribute here as much as before, I am going to try a “new” approach.


Since the home page for this series of blogs is “Faith of the Fathers” (faithofthefathers.blogspot.com), there will be a new headline animator (courtesy of FeedBurner) for this page placed in the top portion of the sidebar on each page of all the blogs. Since some people read only “Saint Quote of the Day”, “Pope Benedict XVI”, or one of the other of our other 23 total blogs under the Faith of the Fathers blogs (we have a kids section with 6 blogs), those readers may not be aware of the other blogs, and their content.


In the past, Marie, Ginny, Emmy and myself have all contributed our own original writings to “Spirituality and Mysticism”, “Saints of the Faith”, “Spiritual Warfare”, and essentially on all of our pages. Many of those writings (theirs, not mine) were quite good, are still quite good, and are very much worth reading, or even reading again if you've read them before.


So, each week I am going to place on the main page, a posting with some recommended posts from each section, called “Recommended Reading”. I will also have a post for “New Postings” as they occur. The “New Postings” will include “Daily Mass Readings” posts, “Saint Quote of the Day” posts (which are both daily postings), and “Pope Benedict XVI” (which occurs weekdays with news from the Vatican Information Service). Other new postings will be noted as they occur.


Since I will be going solo apparently, I can't promise how often new postings will occur on the other blog pages, but I will do my best.


At the ripe old age of 54, I have given up on the hope of being adopted by near-sighted millionaires who would throw embarrassing amounts of cash my way, which would leave me with the time necessary to write all I want. Since I have grown accustomed to eating and living indoors, it is necessary that I work, and my postings will occur as time permits. So please bear with me.


I hope this will be of help to our readers, and bring some good reading to the readers of all our blogs.


The Peace of Christ to you all!

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posted by Steve at 12/04/2009 12:41:00 AM |

Saturday, March 31, 2007

Loneliness


Have you ever felt lonely? I’d wager that every one of us can say "yes" to that question. Think for a moment, what was it that caused you to feel lonely? Sickness has the power to do that, so does loss and misunderstanding and isolation and rejection and a thousand other things that can touch our very souls and make us feel the pangs of a lonely heart. Herman Hess, the German novelist has said: "Life is solitude. No one knows anyone else. Everyone is alone." Surely a strange thing to say about our world today where networking and communication are so important. But it’s true; in our world of ultimate communication many of us feel lonely. Many of us have lots of contacts, but no real relationships; we are lonely in the midst of a crowd. Thomas Merton, in one of his diaries, says that he realized, "that is when I am with people that I am lonely and when I am alone I am no longer lonely because then I have God and converse with him (without words) without distraction or interference."


It does seem to be a reversal of the way we ordinarily think for Merton to say that it is when he is with people that he feels lonely, but no longer feels lonely when he is alone. And yet there is, I believe, more than a grain of truth in this seemingly paradoxical statement.


There is a remarkable similarity between Merton’s thought and Christ’s. If you page through the gospels, you will find many instances of Jesus’ need for solitude; a need that he had no hesitations about expressing. Jesus was constantly surrounded by people who wanted him to touch them and heal them. But when you read between the lines of the gospels, you suddenly realize, that Jesus must have felt most lonely in the midst of crowds and that he assuaged this loneliness by retreating into solitude; it was in solitude that he cou1d best communicate with his Father. In solitude Jesus experienced the company of his Father and his loneliness melted away. Jesus certainly approached everyone with great openness, but there was always some part of himself that he didn't allow others to see, that he kept to himself. Jesus had many friends - Lazarus, Mary and Martha, his Apostles - but deep within his soul loneliness lived in the soil of misunderstanding.


When you read the gospels you realize that Jesus was different from other people. In one sense he doesn't seem to have been able to explain himself to his disciples; the gospels are replete with occasions which left them confused and Jesus, misunderstood. Take for example the time Jesus came down from the Mount of the Transfiguration only to find his disciples arguing with the crowd; the disciples were unable to cure a boy possessed by a demon. When Jesus was apprised of the situation by the boy's father and told that his disciples could not cast out the devil from the boy, Jesus replied: "You faithless generation. How much longer must I be with you? How much longer must I put up with you? How much longer must I be among you?" How much longer, indeed? You can hear the longing, the almost desperate longing in Jesus' words, the longing to be home with his Father. Can you also hear the loneliness?


Jesus went his way of suffering alone; the way of suffering is always a very lonely way. Those of us who suffer know how lonely life can be.


The Gospel of John penetrates to the depths of Jesus’ loneliness like none of the other gospels do. And John also makes clear that Jesus is able to accept and endure his loneliness simply because he knows that he is one with his Father in heaven. He referred to this when he said to his apostles that the time will come when they will be scattered, each going his own way leaving Jesus alone. Yet Jesus added that he was really not alone because his Father was with him.


Jesus offers us himself to transform our loneliness into oneness with him. This should always be comforting to us when loneliness engulfs us. Loneliness can always be for us a deep experience of God’s presence, indeed, a blessed and blissful experience of being one with Christ. Loneliness can indeed be painful; it can strike at our hearts and shatter them. But it can also be the place where the lonely Christ who will support us through all the stages of our loneliness, is present. Jesus knows how lonely life can be, not in some abstract way but in the very real way he lived it and the way we live it too. And that is why we, out of the depths of our own loneliness, can turn to the lonely Christ to find something which we can live for and which is big enough to die for. Christ did, so can we.


By Rev. Richard Scheiner C.P.




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posted by Marie at 3/31/2007 03:42:00 AM |

Tuesday, March 27, 2007

Saint Quote- St. Francis de Sales



The devil doesn't fear austerity but holy obedience.



~St. Francis de Sales




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posted by Marie at 3/27/2007 04:20:00 AM |

Sunday, March 25, 2007

Lessons From A Crushed Flower



I opened my old Bible the other day and found something that brought a tear to my eye and a lesson to my heart...



One day, many years ago, when I picked my first-grade son up from school he presented me with a gift of a little pansy. This tiny - already limp flower in his small hand, and his smiling face as he gave it to me - is an image I'll remember all my life. "I got this for you Mommy" he said with such joy.



Pansies do not exactly make good cut flowers - they hardly survive two days - and this one survived even less. Some how, in the squirming and settling down in the car, without noticing, he sat on it. When we got home and he got out of the car and saw the now totally dead, flattened flower, his little heart broke and he started sobbing. I tried to console him by explaining that I could save the flower, not in a vase, but by pressing it in a book. He was not all that convinced but he watched as I gently spread the limp little petals across a page in my Bible, then closed it firmly. I promised him that in a few days the pansy would be preserved. And so it was. Instead of lasting just a couple of days, the pansy ended up in a little frame in the living room where it remained for many years.



He is grown and married now - but I still have the pansy. His little gift that seemed so ruined, became instead a permanent and treasured keepsake of his innocent loving childhood. He did not give me what he wanted to give, but what he did give was so much more than he could have imagined.



And I ask myself, why do I think I must do great things for God our Father? (Even if I ever could do what I think is "great", what is great compared to what God deserves?) Why do I have such a hard time believing our saints who tell us that it is not the greatness of the deed but the love with which is it done that matters? Why can I not believe that my imperfect, tarnished or even crushed gift, given with love, has real value to our loving Father and in His hands can become something wonderful. The next time my careful plans, the offering I worked on so hard, my good intentions which end in failure - make me feel that I have nothing to offer God, I promise to remember my joy in the crushed flower from my child, and hope with good cause that my "failures" can still be turned into a gift pleasing to my Father.




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posted by Marie at 3/25/2007 02:32:00 AM |

Friday, March 16, 2007

What You Need Is Trust


Greetings!

"Fear is useless, what you need is trust."(Mark 5:36).


The Christian message tells us to trust Jesus more, and be not afraid. It is so easy to get caught in fear. The Lord instructs us to be more trusting of His love.

This doesn't mean that we will be entirely free of worry. There is real, objective danger out there. Fear was a constant companion of the saints, but they did not give in to it.

Even Jesus was terrified at times. His agony in the garden reminds us of His vulnerability. However, Jesus, and the all the saints prayed to the Father for peace, joy and strength.

Dorothy Day, who is now being considered for canonization, tells of a time when she and a friend were coming from Mass. Suddenly objects came whizzing past their ears. At first Dorothy thought they were snowballs, but when another one flew past, her friend Judith Gregory cried out, "That was meant for us."

They were throwing hard-boiled eggs. Afraid to turn back, for fear they would be hit in the face; they walked faster. When she arrived home, Dorothy wrote in her diary, "I should have been delighted, as Charles de Foucauld was when he was pelted in the streets of Nazareth, but my feeling was one of fear. I'm glad because it helps me to understand the fear that is eating at the hearts of the people in the world today. No one is safe. We are no longer protected by the oceans separating us from the rest of the world."

The important thing is that Dorothy prayed to be delivered from her fear, just as Jesus did that fateful night in the garden. She prayed specifically for the love that casts out fear. Here again are her words, "I pray to grow in the love of God and man, and to live by this charity... we must love our enemy... not because we fear him, but because God loves him."

People accused Dorothy of being crazy because of her faithfulness to the Gospel. Her logic was strange to them, but it was always obedient to the words of Jesus. When she felt fear she immediately turned to the Lord, and prayed for protection. Then she prayed for the grace to love her assailants. She lacked feelings of love for them, but she prayed for the grace to love them anyway. Her loyalty was to the Lord, not to her feelings. When He asks us to love our enemies, he means it literally, knowing that we cannot do it without supernatural help.

It takes great mental discipline to obey Jesus. Pray for the grace and the will power to manage your fears successfully. Even though the Scriptures tell us that love casts out fear, we don't know how to do it very well. But love and joy are two sides of the same coin. Joy can cast out fear as well. That's why joyful thoughts help to dispel fear. The experience of God's love can be found in a joyful spirit.


God bless you.


by Father John Catoir




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posted by Marie at 3/16/2007 02:37:00 AM |

Thursday, March 08, 2007

Look Around You And See That God's Love Is Real


When we witness the splendor of a brilliant sunrise or behold the magnificence of an evening sunset, the beautiful hues, our hearts naturally exalt in joy and praise of our Heavenly Father, who only reflects a minute detail of His beauty in creation. As we admire the immensity of a massive mountain or marvel at the speed and mobility of a tiny insect or the dexterity of our own hands, we are praising and glorifying the Lord as Creator of all things.




On a clear night the heavenly galaxies, the silvery moon, the myriad of twinkling stars all tell us of the glory of God. During the day the azure blue vault of heaven with its fleecy and cumulus clouds cause us to raise our hearts and minds to glorify the exquisite creative love of our Father. A God that is so awesome and so mighty took the time to create this beauty for us to enjoy.

God created the world and everything in it for our sustenance and enjoyment. Creation is a dynamic expression of love in action. But this magnificent universe is only a partial revelation of God’s power and a faint reflection of His exquisite beauty, the beauty that awaits us in Heaven.




God’s infinite love found expression in creating everything seen and unseen, every person known and unknown to us. The fullness of the earth is but a faint reflection of His beauty. The bountifulness of the earth is the gift of his caring, concerned love. The beauty of a tree lined lane, the roar of a waterfall cascading down a mountainside, the richness of a fertile field yielding a plentiful harvest. These are all visible evidence that God did not create the earth to be a waste.

Unfortunately either motivated by greed or sheer neglect and carelessness, we have done so much to mar the beauty of God as reflected in His creation. We should pause and prayerfully ponder our Almighty Father’s creating love. As we listen we will hear His voice saying “I did this all for you because I love you."



Today pause to breathe in His gift of oxygen, smell and admire a flower, listen to the sound of silence, enjoy the love of a beloved. These are ways of saying “thank you” to the Lord and praising Him for his goodness.



Thank you God for the wonderful work of your creation for our sustenance and enjoyment. Help us to pause frequently to thank and praise you for Your goodness to us. Help us to absorb, admire and enjoy the magnificent beauty you have created for us. Help us to behold your creative love reflected in everything we see, hear, smell taste and touch.


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posted by Ginny at 3/08/2007 10:50:00 PM |

Wednesday, February 28, 2007

Growth Through Dark Nights


During my last years of seminary training, I attended a series of lectures given by a prominent Polish psychologist, Casmir Dabrowski, teaching at the time at the University of Alberta. He had written a number of books around a concept he called "positive disintegration".


Positive disintegration. Isn't that an oxymoron? Isn't disintegration the opposite of growth and happiness?


It would seem not. A canon of wisdom drawn from the scriptures of all the major world religions, mystical literature, philosophy, psychology, and human experience tells us that the journey to maturity and compassion is extremely paradoxical and that mostly we grow by falling apart.


Ancient myths talk about the need sometimes to "descend into the underworld", to live in darkness for a while, to sit in ashes so as to move to a deeper place inside of life; the mystics talk about "dark nights of the soul" as being necessary to bring about maturity; Ignatius of Loyola teaches that there is a place for both "consolation" and "desolation" in our lives; the philosopher, Karl Jaspers, suggests that the journey to full maturity demands that we sometimes journey in "the norm of night" and not just in "the norm of day"; the Jewish scriptures assure us that certain deep things can only happen to the soul when it is helpless and exposed in "the desert" or "the wilderness" and that sometimes, like Jonah, we need to be carried to some place where we'd rather not go "in the dark belly of the whale"; and, perhaps most challenging of all, we see that Jesus was only brought to full compassion through "sweating blood in Gethsemane" and then dying a humiliating death on the cross.


All of these images point to the same deep truth, sometimes in order to grow we must first fall apart, go into the dark, lose our grip on what's normal, enter into a frightening chaos, lose our everyday securities, and be carried in pain to a place where, for all kinds of reasons, we weren't ready to go to on our own.


Why? Isn't there a more pleasant route to maturity?


James Hillman answers this with this image: The best wines have to be aged in cracked, old barrels. And so too the human soul, it mellows, takes on character, and comes to compassion only when there are real cracks, painful ones, in the body and life of the one who carries it. Our successes, he says, bring us glory, while our pain brings us character and compassion. Pain, and sometimes only pain, serves to mellow the soul.


But almost every instinct inside of us resists this wisdom. We don't like living in tension, try at all costs to avoid pain, fear chaos, are ashamed of our humiliations, and panic when our old securities fall away and we are left in the dark, unsure of things. So our natural instinct is to get out of the darkness and tension as quickly as possible, before the pain has had its chance to mellow our souls, purify our hearts, bring us to a deeper level of maturity and compassion, and do its full purifying work within us.


And, sometimes, we are helped in this escape by well-meaning therapists and spiritual directors who don't want to see us in pain and therefore try to cure the situation rather than properly care for the soul inside the situation. They want to restore us to normality and good functioning because, as Thomas Moore puts it, they can't envision us fulfilling our fate and discovering the deeper meaning of our lives.


And so what we need when we are in a "dark night" isn't the well- intentioned sympathy of a friend who wants to rescue us from the pain, but the wisdom of the mystics who tell us: When you lose your securities, when you find yourself in an emotional and spiritual free-fall, when you are in the belly of the whale, let go, detach yourself, let the pain carry you to where it needs to take you, don't resist, rather weep, wail, cry, and put your mouth to the dust, and wait. Just wait. You are like a baby being weaned from its mother's breast and forced to learn a new way of nourishing yourself. Anything you do to stop what's happening will only delay the inevitable, the pain that must be gone through in order come to a new maturity.


Thomas Moore, in a recent book on Dark Nights of the Soul, offers this advice to anyone undergoing this kind of crisis of soul: "Care rather than cure. Organize your life to support the process. You are incubating your soul, not living a heroic adventure. Arrange your life accordingly. Tone it down. Get what comforts you can, but don't move against the process. Concentrate, reflect, think, and talk about your situation seriously with trusted friends."


Or, as Rainer Marie Rilke would advise: "Don't be afraid to suffer, give the heaviness back to the weight of the earth; mountains are heavy, seas are heavy."


Ron Rolheiser




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posted by Marie at 2/28/2007 01:44:00 AM |