Monthly Archives: June 2015

In Vocation

Caressing the spine, running up and down sublime,
Private time alone, a smile within, subduing,
Knowing the mockery of life, the anger of imperfection,
Impediments, surrender to simplicity, grieve,
Nothing new under the sun, seeking nothing extreme, nothing to hold up for others,
You challenge me to be so bold, everything unfolds into poverty, leading on into…
Alone acquiescing, retiring into the soul unafraid, allow the pain,
Grace, distance, space between time, birth and death,
Breathing, the Eucharist radiating, emotion evanescent, disappearing,
Eternal, a moment in time, prayer passing beyond, resplendent, withdrawn,
No place else to be, no place else attracts, no place else to dwell,
Home, the Church, ceasing to be as I begun, set apart,
Marriage, a bride too immense to be properly embraced, a community of sisters effaced,
Love, silence voicing the emotion, hymns sounding the celebration, mass offering the sacrifice,
With, in, and through,
Communion, adoration, one-on-one, a personal relationship, contemplation, weakness, insufficiency, fortitude, confiding in confidence, a confession,
Incense burning, Holy Spirit hovering, Father unchanging, Son waiting, Mother dispensing,
Everything comes together at rest,
Everything comes together gradually,
Everything comes together through patience,
Everything comes together through practice,
Everything comes together in trust.
Everything comes together in confidence,
Everything comes together in faith,
Everything comes together in hope,
Everything comes together in charity,
Unification, slow, steady, and difficult,

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St Joseph the Carpenter

Georges de La Tour (1593-1652)

Georges de La Tour (1593-1652)

A fascinating painting of St Joseph with Jesus as a child. Art historians comment upon the play of light and darkness within the painting. The overall darkness of the background representing the condition of death at the time of Jesus as a child.  The drilling of the hole into a wooden plank representing the crucifixion to come–the New Covenant established. The predominate color tone, a dirty earthy brown signifying the realm of matter, time and space. Shining, the presence of two lights. The candle (secular) held by Jesus illuminating his father’s work, and the divine inner light illuminating the child Jesus’ face. I find the image calming, delighting in the fascination of Jesus’ eyes as he witnesses his father.  The son within the Trinity is awestruck by his humanly father.  The immense love of the son for his earthly father tangible in observing.  Working, St Joseph stares upon his son.

I like the discipline of observing artwork, the same for music, in regards to furthering my love and understanding of God.  Aside from reasoning, aside from linear wordy concepts induced through reading, an immersion within an image allows a subtler approach to reality to form itself.  I enjoy spending lengthy contemplative time observing a painting that captures.  Imagine all the time the artist put into creating the work. The time of a skilled master merits worthy attention.  His thoughts, abilities, and being tasted and appreciated.  Meditative observing allows unknowing truths to settle upon the subconscious, infusion alighting.  Proper reception of the painting is important in that we are not occupied with useless thoughts, wasting energy.  Am I arrogant in my faith forcing me to doubt the authenticity of others?  Can I marvel at the genius of others, understanding, all goodness comes from God?  Do I trust in God so that my faith, hope, and charity is open and willing to His delicate interplay with others?  Do I trust in the Church in regards to guiding me to appropriate works of creativity, and within creativity away from Catholicism am I respectful and prayerful, searching for God in all things, or am I judgmental, righteous, absolutely occupied with the need to dominate and be right?  Have I expanded beyond the childish mentality of seeing myself within everything I encounter?  Am I so absorbed in my own world and concerns that I cannot take my thoughts away from my preoccupations for an enriching experience? The rich interior life of an artist is an amazing place to perceive, a simulation of a deep prayer life, the secular combined with the divine. In perception maybe I am wrong.  It is not so important.  Trust in God, muse, repose, exercising faith hope and charity.  I have heard it said: Don’t be so concerned about the facts, concentrate upon truth.

St Joseph, Father and guardian of virgins,
to whose faithful keeping, Christ Jesus,
innocence itself, and Mary, virgin of virgins,
were entrusted. I pray and beseech thee,
by that twofold and most precious charge,
by Jesus and Mary, to save me from all uncleanliness,
to keep my mind untainted, my heart pure, and my body chaste,
help me always to serve Jesus and Mary in perfect chastity,
I ask this through your son Jesus Christ. Amen.

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Monday musing

Thoughts after mass today. I cannot dismiss the bond I have developed with the cloistered Poor Clares of Perpetual Adoration. Meeting with them yesterday was an odd moment. I cherish such odd moments. One of the sisters wears thick lens glasses. The strongest visual image is her huge magnified staring eyes. The sister’s abnormally big eyes aware established an otherworldly ambiance. I became nervous, spellbound, dazed, while introduced. Expected to say a few words, I awkwardly stammered appreciation for celebrating mass with them. The idea struck me to show them my Eucharist necklace. It seemed I could not grip the necklace properly, fumbling as my Miraculous Medal and monstrance became entangled. Finally presenting the necklace the sisters gathered, whispering, one announcing, ‘It’s a monstrance like ours’, another adding ‘also a Miraculous Medal’. I felt deeply proud they saw my necklace. Looking up, I met eyes with my special sister. She penetrates me, foreign, dark skinned, I assume Indian. I could not hold her vision, dropping my eyes to the ground, a smile arising from my heart blossoming upon my lips–the Holy Spirit bellowing within. Without looking, I knew she smiled also. The cloistered life, I cannot dismiss. Amidst my discerning, my intense devotion to the sisters is identified as central to my formation. The sisters produce immense love in my heart. I sit able to observe them, never seeking attention, yet acutely aware. My place of worship is their home. I am a guest. I follow their lead during hymns, responses, and prayers. Voicing, I search for their voices, tuning to the best of my abilities. In prayer, I seek their hearts, pleading the sisters are emboldened with fervor and peace, able to save souls and produce graces with their lives of sacrifice, obedience to the Church and the ways established by St Clare, and their adoring of the Eucharist. The Eucharist reigns supreme in my beloved sister’s home. I cannot imagine celebrating daily mass anywhere else. I questioned improper motivation on my part, vengeance upon Ann the reason I anchored at St Paul’s. I am positive that is not the case. I made plans to center my life and worship with the Mercederians, yet it did not work out. God wants me at St Paul’s. Speaking of Ann. She was at mass today. I purchased a Rosary today from Sister Clare Marie. I left my Lourdes Rosary in Toledo visiting my sister. The Rosary Ann made me, my favorite, is broken. The new Rosary caught my eye. It is green. I have never had a green Rosary before. While holding my new Rosary, Father Roger happen to walk into the store. Sister asked him to bless the Rosary, and sprinkle holy water upon it. I told father it will be my car Rosary, never removed except for at St Paul’s. While blessing the Rosary, he also blessed my car. I was thankful. As crazy and impatient as I can drive, and now constant city driving, I figure it is very good to have my car blessed. I told sister I felt drawn to the green color, yet I did not know why. I asked her what does the green symbolize to you. She instantly responded HOPE. The first Rosary prayed upon my Rosary of Hope, the Joyful mysteries, I offered to Ann. Not in a disgraceful way, God you know she is a worthless piece of crap, yet I am so magnanimous I will pray for this vile worm. I offered nothing, no intentions, simply her name. After mass, I noticed Ann seated. My heart was deeply calm cleansed for the moment. I will do nothing against her. I cherish the victory today, patiently waiting upon each day as it comes. It is very hard. I am a little disappointed in the new Rosary. The cross is excellent in my hand. I must feel a solid quality cross in my right hand, while praying. The body of Christ crucified a physical tangible presence. My disappointment is with the Our Father beads. I prefer a distinct large bead, an obvious announcement a decade is complete. The Rosary of Hope beads are all the same. The Rosary Ann made is excellent. It will be repaired and placed back into service.

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Marriage and being single as a contemplative

The idea of being a devoted personality type, acknowledging the positive aspects of charity and loyalty, along with the negative tendency toward dependency, marriage (the essence) and proper Catholic socializing is dominating my mind, being formed in proper dimension’s. Alcoholism and existential passivity aiming at being a Superman, while becoming an underground man–now defeated within a lifelong dedication to Catholicism. I have been reborn at fifty. My kneejerk passion is I want to be married. Concretely, the union of a man and woman comes into focus, the sacrament of marriage I muse upon longingly. I read through the Catechism, exploring the profoundness, continual focus upon marriage within Catholicism. Sacred Scripture begins with the creation of man and woman in the image and likeness of God and concludes with a vision of “the wedding-feast of the Lamb. Scripture speaks throughout of marriage and its “mystery,” its institution and the meaning God has given it, its origin and its end, its various realizations throughout the history of salvation, the difficulties arising from sin and its renewal “in the Lord” in the New Covenant of Christ and the Church.

My thoughts go to an incident with Father David Mary. We spent a summer week with seminarians in Minnesota strengthening the faith through communal interacting. Father instructing the young men entering their sophomore year of undergraduate study on the life of a priest, while the friars spent a week of instruction with an educating priest supplying a quick weeklong overview of Catholic moral theology. The closing Sunday mass celebration father gave a remarkable homily, expressing his rousing passion for being a priest. Something he said marked me deeply, the idea applicable for all Catholics. He spoke extensively and practically regarding the establishing of a sound prayer life for the young men, stressing they were young, enjoying leisure time, able to indulge and discern their personal proclivities in prayer. A daily holy hour, the Rosary, meditation, a litany of prayers, quiet time with the Lord, lectio divina, of course father followed the teachings of Bishop Fulton Sheen in firmly promoting Eucharistic adoration as the strongest means of establishing a personal relationship with the Lord. If the young men did not form a stout daily prayer life early in their priestly formation they would never be able to once entering the priesthood. The demands, time constraints, and struggles were too difficult. During the overwhelming responsibility of being a priest, they must persevere in prayer, setting aside every a day an hour of alone time with God. Not writing, reading (lectio divina ok), nor reasoning, performing the Liturgy of the Hours–none of these edifying endeavors qualified. Rather personal prayer was listening, pleading, imploring, sitting still and being quiet. The personal prayer hour would become their solace, source of strength, and only effective way of fulfilling their role as a Catholic priest. Eventually as priest, the young men would find it would be the highlight of their day, a favorite time anticipated eagerly. The young seminarians must establish an effective prayer life now. They must ignite a personal relationship with the Trinity through their personal prayer life right now.

In regards to marriage and proper Catholic socializing as one striving for a penetrating contemplative life, father’s guidance is essential. If I do not exercise a strong prayer life, if I am not dedicating that daily hour to the Lord my efforts are futile, an abomination of self-will. The increasing of the two greatest commandments, the blossoming of LOVE occurs within our personal relationship with Christ, our prayer life. Catechism on the sacrament of matrimony: God who created man out of love also calls him to love the fundamental and innate vocation of every human being. For man is created in the image and likeness of God who is himself love. Since God created him man and woman, their mutual love becomes an image of the absolute and unfailing love with which God loves man. It is good, very good, in the Creator’s eyes. And this love which God blesses is intended to be fruitful and to be realized in the common work of watching over creation: “And God blessed them, and God said to them: ‘Be fruitful and multiply, and fill the earth and subdue it.'” In order to participate in such loving Catholic relationship–the quote expanding to parental responsibilities, we must possess the means to nurture love and that is through our personal prayer life.

I am confident this is why Dr Nichta became agitated regarding Catholic socializing based upon spiritually directing one another. Relationships based upon telling each other how to live and practice the faith are really absurd, a perversion of faith. Healthy Catholic interacting is not based upon instructing one another. Accumulating knowledge, putting time in through daily mass, establishing a reputation amongst followers, are only busy work without the personal relationship with God based upon quietness, humility, and surrender. Without a prayer life we ultimately have nothing to offer others–profound insight and knowledge negated, eventually guiding to self-inflicted destruction. Without a prayer life we have no means to profoundly increase the presence of love. Without a prayer life we have no means of discerning God’s will. We cannot exercise or receive proper spiritual guidance without a prospering prayer life. In a marriage or a Catholic relationship lacking both (all) individuals reinforcing their individual faith through a vigorous prayer life, it would lead to power struggles, manipulation, and ultimately frustration, and possibly even warfare. The Catechism covers extensively that the sacrament of marriage does not absolve original sin, the sinning nature of man and woman exist within marriage. UnGodly ways will take command of a marriage. Efforts must be put into place to ensure the sanctity of the marriage.

In life as a single, virginity, chastity tantamount, the Catechism clearly declares a life in imitation of Christ. Christ is the center of all Christian life. The bond with him takes precedence over all other bonds, familial or social. From the very beginning of the Church there have been men and women who have renounced the great good of marriage to follow the Lamb wherever he goes, to be intent on the things of the Lord, to seek to please him, and to go out to meet the Bridegroom who is coming….Virginity for the sake of the kingdom of heaven is an unfolding of baptismal grace, a powerful sign of the supremacy of the bond with Christ and of the ardent expectation of his return, a sign which also recalls that marriage is a reality of this present age which is passing away…..Both the sacrament of Matrimony and virginity for the Kingdom of God come from the Lord himself. It is he who gives them meaning and grants them the grace which is indispensable for living them out in conformity with his will. Esteem of virginity for the sake of the kingdom and the Christian understanding of marriage are inseparable, and they reinforce each other: 

Whoever denigrates marriage also diminishes the glory of virginity. Whoever praises it makes virginity more admirable and resplendent. What appears good only in comparison with evil would not be truly good. The most excellent good is something even better than what is admitted to be good

Being single is truly the more difficult way, the one possessing the possibility of greater eternal rewards, yet its difficulty must be stressed over the glory. I put forth that very few people remaining single, not accepting Church sanctioned celibacy, obedience, and edification through the life of a proper religious, will not be able to live a vibrant spiritual life. A life alone, answering to no one, unaccountable, able to move about not answering for words, thoughts, and conduct is a dangerous life. Commitment and obedience to no one begs forth perversion, spiritual sickness allowed to fester and move about when ever challenged or proper healing presented. As in marriage, celibacy does not absolve a sinning nature. I admire the closing Catechism quote by St John Chrysostom. Marriage and virginity complement one another, working within the body of Christ together. A prospering Catholic single is able to move about, socializing with married couples, enjoying children, being humbled, not insulted, by the fact good families will tend to see the single person as incomplete. Good people convinced the single life is empty, or there is something wrong with the single person, a temper issue, sexual confusion, or selfishness ruling the single person’s life. A spiritually prospering single will embrace the scrutiny, able to stay simple and proud, secure in faith, hope, and charity, presenting a deeper lessen about life: Virginity for the sake of the kingdom of heaven is an unfolding of baptismal grace, a powerful sign of the supremacy of the bond with Christ and of the ardent expectation of his return, a sign which also recalls that marriage is a reality of this present age which is passing away….When the body assist in all parts becoming stronger, the body becomes greater. Singles and married Catholics must strengthen one another, respecting, admiring and learning from each other. They must humbly engage one another.  What appears good only in comparison with evil would not be truly good. The strengthening of the body of the Church is through balance, all parts recognizing the good within one another. If I am only good based upon my declaring of other things evil, not perceiving God’s will within all things, I am failing as a Catholic. And not so much in finding other things evil, yet not properly respecting or honoring all parts of the Church. This is where an extreme difficulty of being single, and truly following in the way of Christ presents itself, demands the embracing of humility, demands the strengthening of a proper prayer life. I cannot traverse a more difficult spiritual path without the essential strengthening of a rich prayer life.

This is becoming longer than intended. I am simply going to quit, more thoughts ruminating, yet I close. Life calls and I answer.

Final thought, contemplate that last sentence of St John Chrysostom: The most excellent good is something even better than what is admitted to be good.  A bit of a stretch, yet I propose: the wonder and marvel of mystery usurping speculation (reason), presumption and even remarkable knowledge exist within the words.  The wisest can instruct and guide on goodness to the highest degree and still it is nothing compared to the personal insight the Holy Spirit provides those able to immerse themselves within mysteries through a strong prayer life, or even better truth unrecognized, truth unknown stymies that which is known.

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Being wrong is edifying

A clarification regarding the last post after a discussion with my favorite Tanzanian priest. Father stressed that the two natures of Jesus, Divine and human, are always present. At times, one of the natures would dominate. The transfiguration would be a time the Divine nature dominated: And the Word was made flesh, and came to dwell among us; and we had sight of his glory, glory such as belongs to the Father’s only-begotten Son, full of grace and truth. (John 1:14). During the crucifixion, the human nature influenced greater. No man has ever gone up into heaven; but there is one who has come down from heaven, the Son of Man, who dwells in heaven. And this Son of Man must be lifted up, as the serpent was lifted up by Moses in the wilderness; so that those who believe in him may not perish, but have eternal life. (John 3:13).  Overall, father is hesitant discussing demanding theological issues with a layperson. An aspect of his priestly subtle brilliance I admire. I adore his constant stressing of the importance of mystery, the relaxing of a reasoning approach, unspokenly supporting the direction of St John of the Cross defining faith, hope, and charity as the proper means to access God. I do not take my thoughts overly serious. I am no theologian. I am no Church authority. I am a man recovering from alcoholism. I possess a deep prayer life, exercising adoration daily, celebrating mass daily. I have read a lot. I have experienced a lot. I trust in God, believing I have artistic insight. I am willing to be wrong. I am wrong. Today I was wrong twice blatantly. First regarding the Corpus Christi procession. I became excited, assuming.we were taking the Eucharist out to the streets. That is a Corpus Christi procession I am familiar with through Father David Mary. Today we simply walked within the church. It was a wonderful celebration the sisters on fire singing. After mass, I was able to meet with the cloistered sisters, informing them of the strength and inspiration celebrating daily mass with them brought me. One who is special meeting eyes, forcing my eyes to the ground. I showed them my filled monstrance necklace, along side a Miraculous Medal. It is smaller, yet identical to the sisters’. I did not know that when I bought the Eucharistic medallion. My second case of being wrong involved a Philippine woman. My friend Andrew, maintenance employee, informed me of a Philippine woman attending the Church for five years praying for a husband. I thought I would like to have lunch with this woman. I believed I was speaking to this woman before mass. After mass, after visiting with the sisters, I sought the woman, inviting her to lunch. She thanked me for the invitation, responding my husband and I would love to have lunch with you. Embarrassed, I apologized. She insisted, saying she enjoyed celebrating mass with me. She sat right behind me. She intelligently said we are all Christians and we know many people. I would like you to enjoy lunch with us. I responded that I would like that myself. The idea brought pleasure. Socializing with Ann, there were never families, no children, no couples married in Christ. The singles world leaves me cold and empty, feeling shallow and selfish, incomplete and confused, scattered and absolutely depleted spiritually. The idea of socializing with a devout couple excites me the more I think about it. Regarding Ann, she is strongly in my prayers. Today was such a moving religious experience I find myself able to dismiss the project of putting everything in writing. My mind desires and knows it could crush her, so many more things to say, that she deserves to be crushed, yet my heart says peace.

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Corpus Christi comes, a parade out into the streets

Solemn feast of Corpus Chrsiti, the Church providing, a procession to celebrate and share in edifying community. As we trudge the awesome steps toward the Trinity, let love grow and reign supreme in our hearts. Serious in devotion, we become sensitive. Healing, we become vulnerable. Brutally honest, we expose ourselves. Thirsting for God, we appear feeble. Learning to love, we become tender. Growing in the spirit, we surrender. Trusting in God, we resort to tears and prayers. To the worldly, we seem weak, one who can be easily dominated, one who can be defeated with impunity. May we exercise appropriate care in sheltering ourselves from the worldly, from those playing at faith like teenagers. Thrill-seekers and the self-consumed can inflicted horrible damage to those accurately purifying upon the contemplative path of Calvary. God is good and providing, allowing everything to happen as it should. We do not seek victory focusing our eyes upon the Cross. From struggle may we grow stronger, the Eucharist (Corpus Christi) and our prayer life always the source of strengthening. Our love multiplying the consequence of advancing. Lord have mercy upon us all.

Here is a commanding consideration, a thought to ponder, from the writings of Saint Alphonosus Rodriguez.

But he suffered not only in His body, but in His soul also, and after a manner far more painful. For, notwithstanding human nature was in Him united to the divine person, yet it hindered him not from feeling the indignity of His sufferings in as lively a manner as if this union had not been at all. Moreover, to render this pain the greater, he was deprived of all consolation; which was the reason that he cried out upon the Cross: ‘My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me?’ The holy martyrs were solaced in their torments by comforts from heaven, which made them suffer all things; not only with courage, but even with joy; but Jesus Christ, in order to suffer the more for the love of us, vouchsafe, as to His sacred humanity, to be deprived of all sorts of comforts both of heaven and earth, and not only forsaken by His disciples and friends, but even by His eternal Father. ‘I am become like a man without help or succor’, and yet this man was the only one who ‘was free amongst the dead’…the only one who was free from sin, and consequently ought to have been free from all pain.

The thought brings tears. Jesus absolutely abandoned upon the cross by the Father and Holy Spirit. All Divine consolation stripped, all humanely assistance fleeing, he humanely suffered upon the cross. Nailed to the cross, beaten, humiliated, His only resource was His humanity. Enduring, proving as a man He was a worthy member of the Trinity, His broken and bruised heart magnified love and forgiveness. In His humanity, Our Lord was triumphant. He won the victory for us as one of us. The man Jesus attained eternal salvation for all. He was not playing a game upon the Cross, cleverly allowing the omnipotence of the Trinity to tolerate the nonsense of silly humans being in some staged theatrical drama play. He went through everything vulnerable, on His own, abandoned, experiencing immense pain and consternation as a common man. The Son proved Himself, made His Father and the Holy Spirit proud, joining in unification, the formation of the eternal Trinity. The Father must be immensely proud of His Son. How could He not celebrate and honor His mother, standing weeping her pierced heart out, tears cascading at the foot of the Cross  The beloved apostle John supporting her, contemplatives setting the stage for ages to come.. May we in our humanity endure and hold to His example, always placing Him before us as the one we conduct our actions and thoughts for. The aim of our bent bows upon the Cross.

To set the table for the feast today, one more time Anima Christi:

Soul of Christ, sanctify me
Body of Christ, save me
Blood of Christ, inebriate me
Water from the side of Christ, wash me
Passion of Christ, strengthen me
O good Jesus, hear me
Within Thy wounds hide me
Separated from Thee let me never be
From the malicious enemy defend me
In the hour of my death call me
And bid me come unto Thee
That I may praise Thee with Thy saints
Forever and ever
Amen

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Lighten the mood

If a wise man has an argument with a fool, the fool only rages and laughs, and there is no quiet.
Proverbs 29:9

I was dumb and silent, I held my peace to no avail; my distress grew worse,
my heart became hot within me. As I mused, the fire burned; then I spoke with my tongue:
Psalm 39
St Raphael the spiritual guide

St Raphael the spiritual guide

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