one more from John L. Allen Jr.’s Column about non violence …

By JOHN L. ALLEN JR.

New York

On a cold, rainy morning in Naples’ Plebiscite Square, flanked by the Archbishop of Canterbury, the General Secretary of the World Council of Churches, and the Patriarch of Constantinople, Pope Benedict XVI said that “prayer is the greatest force for the transformation of the world.”

Benedict came to Naples to open an international inter-religious meeting sponsored by the Community of Sant’Egidio, titled “For a World without Violence: Religions and Cultures in Dialogue.” The conference continues through Tuesday, when 51 leaders representing a cross-section of faith traditions are expected to issue an appeal denouncing the use of religion to justify violence.

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CHICAGO — Violence can happen anywhere. But when Israel Morales, a neighborhood organizer and parishioner at St. Nicholas of Tolentine Parish on Chicago’s Southwest Side, was gunned down this summer near the church, community members decided they had to do something.

The first thing they did was have a Mass outside, near where Morales was killed. Since then, the parish has had three more street Masses, with another set for Sept. 27, all on blocks where violence has occurred.

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Holy Men and Women

We need diverse models of discipleship.

The list is replete with poets like John Donne, George Herbert and Christina Rosetti. It also contains many Catholic saints of recent vintage, like the anti-British Joan of Arc, and post-Reformation Catholics, like Philip Neri, Francis de Sales and John Bosco. With the inclusion of figures like John Henry Newman and Charles de la Foucauld, moreover, it even anticipates the official Catholic canonization process.

In recent years we have also seen books, like Robert Ellsberg’s All Saints: Daily Reflections on Saints, Prophets and Other Witnesses for Our Time (Orbis, 1997) and My Life With the Saints, by James Martin, S.J. (Loyola 2006), that mix the lives of saints with those of uncanonized figures. And modern-day icons have also proved highly popular, like those produced by Bridgebuilding Icons of Burlington, Vt., which depict images of saints not well known today, like Aelred of Rievaulx, as well as highly popular but not yet canonized “saints” like Oscar Romero and Dorothy Day.

Martyrial Ecumenism

Even official Catholic observances have shared in this trend. During the Jubilee of 2000 Pope John Paul II chose to honor Protestant as well as Catholic martyrs of the 20th century as a matter of common witness. In a 1995 visit to Slovakia for the beatification of three Catholic martyrs, he acknowledged Protestants executed by Catholics in the Counter-Reformation:

How can we fail to acknowledge, for example, the spiritual greatness of twenty-four members of the evangelical churches who were killed at Presov? To them and to all who accepted suffering and death out of fidelity to the dictates of their conscience the church gives praise and expresses admiration.

To underscore his words, John Paul also paid silent homage to these martyrs at a monument to their memory in the city square of Presov. Some have referred to this as John Paul’s martyrial ecumenism. Indeed, in his address on the occasion he declared that the witness of Christian martyrs of all denominations in the 20th century “is a heritage which speaks more powerfully than all the causes of division. The ecumenism of the martyrs and the witnesses to the faith is the most convincing of all; to the Christians of the 21st century it shows the path to unity.

These developments in liturgy, devotional reading, popular piety and official ecumenism suggest a desire to honor a wider range of Christians and religious leaders of other traditions than any traditional martyrology or calendar of saints does. The existing official collections, even when expanded to include more lay people, married people and non-Europeans, still do not honor the many men and women who have nurtured our faith, witnessed in an eminent way to the Gospel or strengthened the life of the church.

Martyrs were the earliest saints, and martyrologies like the listing in the Roman Canon were the earliest lists of saints. Memories of such sacrifices are important in the formation of Christians and of the Christian community. They keep us mindful of the value of our faith. As long as we recall our martyrs, “taking up the cross” remains more than a scriptural metaphor for enduring the little inconveniences of life. Believers learn that witnessing to the Gospel has been personally costly and that, whatever the security of our local church today, we ultimately live in “a vale of tears.”

As Peter Brown relates in The Cult of the Saints (Univ. Chicago, 1980) and as every reader of Ellis Peters’s Brother Cadfael mysteries knows, the cult of the saints that originated with the veneration of martyrs’ remains brought standing to the community and locale associated with their lives, their sufferings and their miracles. Today as well, a canonization of Opus Dei’s Josémaria Escrivá or Mother Teresa of Calcutta lends legitimacy and prestige to their followers, validating their styles of spirituality and the distinctive charisms of their foundations. The teachings of theologians and the writings of mystics also receive greater standing when their authors are publicly honored as saints. In the church’s liturgy, official recognition also attests to the intercessory power of the saint.

Models of Holiness

The first Western saint who was neither a martyr nor a confessor (someone who suffered imprisonment and torture for the faith) was St. Martin of Tours, a soldier convert who became a monk, bishop and missionary. The pre- and post-Vatican II sacramentaries recognize a variety of saints: doctors (that is, teachers), pastors, kings and queens, virgins and religious, missionaries and so on. In our own day, a principal motive for naming new saints has been to provide accessible models of the Christian life. That is why Pope John Paul II was set on canonizing so many lay people and people from a wide range of nationalities. He canonized 483 people and beatified more than 1,300, more than all who had been so recognized between the the Council of Trent and the beginning of his pontificate.

In his book The Catholic Heritage (Crossroad, 1985), Lawrence Cunningham has provided historical surveys of different types of Christians: soldiers, theologians, mystics, monks, reformers and social workers, to name a few. The different kinds of exemplary Christians suggest how rich the company of saints is. The terminology of sanctity keeps expanding even for martyrs. People now speak of martyrs for nonviolence, martyrs of charity (like Maximilian Kolbe, who was killed in place of an intended victim) and martyrs for human dignity (like Archbishop Romero and Bishop Juan Gerardi of Guatemala, who were killed for their defense of human rights). The Jesuit sacramentary contains prayers for victims of Christian disunity.

Sanctity as Conversion

In an earlier book, The Meaning of Saints (Harper &Row 1980), Cunningham proposed that the exemplary character of sainthood is the most important consideration for people today. That is not to dismiss the intercessory role or the place of the miracles, but to say that saints are of greatest interest to us as models of discipleship. “No devotion to the saints is more acceptable to God,” Erasmus wrote, “than the imitation of their virtues…. Do you want to honor St. Francis? Then give away your wealth to the poor, restrain your evil impulses, and see in everyone you meet the image of Christ.”

Cunningham refers to secular saints—men or women of no evident faith or even professed nonbelievers who possess such integrity of life, such uncompulsive and tolerant clarity of vision and such subordination of their own interests to the service of humanity that the only word that comes close to describing them is “saint.” While not Christian (in The Catholic Heritage he calls them “outsiders”), they appear to others to be Christlike. As an example he cites Dr. Rieux, the protagonist in Albert Camus’s novel The Plague. I have known individuals who, while their lack of faith puzzled me, led lives of such goodness that, for lack of another word, they could only be described as “holy.”

The phenomenon of the secular saint prompts one to ask, what is sanctity? In general, I would suggest, holiness consists in integrity of life, such a thoroughgoing goodness that it seems to exceed all deliberate human effort. For that reason, even incidental flaws in one’s biography may raise questions about an individual’s holiness. Blessed Charles de Foucauld, a French soldier of fortune turned desert solitary, inspired several distinctive religious congregations of Little Brothers and Sisters and is nearly universally admired, but the fact that he supplied information on German troop movements in Africa to his French countrymen during the First World War is thought to have impeded for many years his march to canonization.

A Test of Orthodoxy?

There is a canard that if you anticipate being canonized (or being made a bishop), you should commit nothing to writing. For a confessional memoir or a theological doubt put in print is likely to hold up one’s process. In my view, such impediments are secondary. During the Reformation, Brad Gregory explains in Salvation at Stake (Harvard Univ. Press, 2001), a virtuous life over time and a courageous, holy death were eventually devalued as tests of martyrdom, and orthodoxy became the ultimate test of a true martyr. At other times, however, suspicions of heresy were no bar to sainthood. Some of the positions of St. Thomas Aquinas, for example, were formally condemned in his day; and more recently we have Pope John Paul honoring the witness of Protestant martyrs of the Reformation. What really is at stake in naming saints, it seems to me, is the holiness of a life. How thoroughly converted was a person?

Christians may be admirable for a variety of qualities and still be flawed. St. Jerome, for example, appears to me to be a saint by virtue of the Med-iterranean “big man” theology: if you are a larger-than-life personality with enough devoted followers and powerful connections, on your death you are named a saint. Despite all his learning, his devotion to Scripture and holy places, as well as his austerities, Jerome was irascible, ever ready to engage in controversy. Except for the church’s tradition, it would be very hard for me to think of him as a saint. As I see it, sanctity involves a completeness of conversion that Jerome, with his tempestuous temperament, did not exhibit (See John W. Donohue, “Holy Terrors,” America, 5/13/1995).

We can identify other saintly figures with possible flaws. Mother Teresa, despite her service of the poor, was criticized by Christopher Hitchens and others for her refusal to engage issues of justice. We might also consider Reinhold Niebuhr, as influential a theologian as we had in 20th-century America and a thinker from whom we still learn. One of the great puzzles of Niebuhr’s life, however, is how with every shift of his political ideas and commitments, he turned his back on his old friends. In that respect, there seems to have been something hard in him that was neither humane nor holy.

Or think of the proponents of nonviolence whose anger against the military or adherents of the just war theory mars their commitment to peace. Christianity is the central fact in the lives of all these Christians, but their lives are flawed in this respect: certain dimensions of their personalities have not been converted. They are saints in the generic sense that they belong among those who have been saved by Christ; they model certain Christian virtues. They may have made great contributions to the life of the church, but their sanctification still seems lacking in some significant way.

Neurotic Saints

This is not to say that flawed people cannot become recognized saints. Saints have their faults. John Berchmans, one of the Jesuit “boy saints,” quipped that his greatest cross was “the common life.” (Today’s Jesuits say his brothers probably felt the same way about John.) We all are sinners, but the notion of sanctity involves such thoroughgoing conversion that Christ shines through despite our faults and weaknesses.

Are there neurotic saints? I think so. St. Francis of Assisi was not called pazzo, crazy, for nothing. But whatever great things we may have done, whatever “little way” we may have followed, or whatever our failings, the final test is whether others can perceive that we are “new men and women” in Christ. Two of the Jesuit North American martyrs, Jean de Brébeuf and Noel Chabanel, illustrate the point.

Brébeuf was a hearty Norman peasant who could best his Native American captors in paddling a canoe or playing their games. He was generally admired and so brave in facing death that his slayers cut out his heart and ate it in testimony to his courage. Chabanel, by contrast, was an aristocrat who felt out of place among the tribes. Everything about their life grated on him, and he acutely feared torture and death, but he too is venerated as a saint. Even today, Brébeuf is the more appealing character; but because Chabanel endured his life and death for Christ, we regard him also as a saint.

A saint can have great human weaknesses but even in them be made holy. One reason asceticism played such a strong role in traditional Catholic spirituality was that it was considered evidence of the desire to convert. While Chabanel’s martyrdom makes the issue somewhat moot, his struggle to overcome his inbred fastidiousness and his natural revulsion at the natives’ way of life demonstrates a heroic desire to love the people to whom he had been sent.

Mother Teresa’s cause rose in my estimation when I learned some years ago, prior to the publication of Mother Teresa: Come, Be My Light (Doubleday 2007), that after the mystical experiences that led Mother Teresa to found the Missionaries of Charity, she prayed without consolation for the rest of her life. An exceptionally dedicated life of service, like hers, shows a deep level of conversion when it is done in the midst of the “dark night.” Saints are women and men we regard as thoroughly converted, especially in the way they have dealt with their own failings and weaknesses.

So when we look to saints and martyrs today as models for ourselves, we should find not only men and women of virtue for us to emulate, but also flawed human beings, whose personal struggles to respond to God’s grace in their weakness led to the transformation of their characters. For us these women and men are tests of our own willingness to be thoroughly converted. How we are conformed to Christ in our weakness is the test of holiness for us all.

Drew Christiansen, S.J., is the editor in chief of America. This article is an adaptation of a paper given at the second Mennonite-Catholic Martyrs Conference at Saint John’s Abbey, Collegeville, Minn., in 2003, and published in Martyrdom in an Ecumenical Perspective: A Mennonite-Catholic Conversation, Peter C. Erb, ed. (Pandora, 2007).

 

 

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When the dark wood fell before me
And all the paths were overgrown
When the priests of pride say there is no other way
I tilled the sorrows of stone

I did not believe because I could not see
Though you came to me in the night
When the dawn seemed forever lost
You showed me your love in the light of the stars

Cast your eyes on the ocean
Cast your soul to the sea
When the dark night seems endless
Please remember me

Then the mountain rose before me
By the deep well of desire
From the fountain of forgiveness
Beyond the ice and the fire

Cast your eyes on the ocean
Cast your soul to the sea
When the dark night seems endless
Please remember me

Though we share this humble path, alone
How fragile is the heart
Oh give these clay feet wings to fly
To touch the face of the stars

Breathe life into this feeble heart
Lift this mortal veil of fear
Take these crumbled hopes, etched with tears
We’ll rise above these earthly cares

Cast your eyes on the ocean
Cast your soul to the sea
When the dark night seems endless
Please remember me…

Loreena McKennitt – from Album: The Book of Secrets

Loreena Homepage: http://www.quinlanroad.com/homepage/index.asp

on wikipedia: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Loreena_McKennitt

months went by. I could not log in to my wordpress due to some situation. First, I didn’t have much time to spare recently. Classes and papers dominated my daily activities. I enjoyed them actually. I wrote some articles too at a local magazines. It’s fun, but I think I prefer to write some posts in my own site. It’s easier, of course, since you don’t need many complicated bureaucracy.

Second, it’s about the connection problem. I don’t have internet connection like I had before at Xavier. I simply postponed everything since the upload size restricted to certain amount due to local service provider limitation … um, also, our minimum budget either.

so, … I think it’s should explain everything. But, I will be back here once in a while and tried to convert this page to what I think it might be useful to others.   

The greatest among you must behave as if he were the youngest,

the leader as if he were the one who serves.

 

The Christian paradigm about leadership, even tough we are accustom to hear it, is always something that hard to live out. How can we be the greatest if we are the lowly and little one? It contradicts the worldly understanding about being outstanding and the perfect one. But, if we look to our patron today, St. Gregory (540-604), we may find some answers.

He was a prefect of Rome when he renounced the world and entered a monastery. Although he was ordained as a deacon, but later on he stepped to the papacy throne in 590. He was willing emptied the papal treasury in order to ransom prisoners of the Lombards when they attacked Rome. He was doing the same when the city broke down by plague and famine. Here we saw a man of God whose willing to sacrifice his preferences for God’s will. He did what St. Paul said in today’s reading, “for it is not ourselves that we are preaching, but Christ Jesus as the Lord, and ourselves as your servants for Jesus’ sake.”

However, still we find difficulties to know how to give up our preferences and become humble enough to let the Lord engaged in our life. In centuries afterward, during the middle ages era, we found religious people were not as pious as St. Gregory. Many clergies stepped in the church hierarchy with motivation to gain wealth and glory of themselves. St. Gregory had words about it. In one of his writing, “Homilies on the Gospels”, he wrote, “Perhaps it is not after all so difficult for a man to part with his possessions, but it is certainly most difficult for him to part with himself. To renounce what one has is a minor thing; but to renounce what one is, that is asking a lot.”

Although, we may not find the same condition to church today, it is worth for us, learning from the piety of our saint, that we reflect to our everyday action and ask what motivate us to do so. Very often it is easy to cover our own need with “good act” as if we are doing good things, but, the more we did it, we would find ourselves dying since we just sold our soul to the world. 

Let us ask grace that as the earthen vessels, we may hold the treasure that has been given by God to ourselves and dedicate it only for his glory.

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May the shelter I seek be the shadow of your cross. Let me not run from the love that you offer.

David Fleming, SJ

from “making the parts whole”, August 12, 2007

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Saturday afternoon, 04 August 2007. It was an extra ordinary day. I finally was able to meet some of my high school friends.  One of the girls of the nineties gang, had invited me to her daughter birthday party. Therefore, I met some of my friends … with their kids!
Some have only one child, but some other have three or more. Seeing this kids was reminding me about how old I am right now. At the same time, I felt also happy to see them since I felt like an uncle to almost every kids that I met that day. Their parents introduced myself to them by saying that word too. They said, “Say something to Uncle Buddy…” or “please say your name to Uncle …” and words that similar like these.
But, it did not make that day extra ordinary before I met a new friend of mine, name: Arthur. He is a son of my closest friends, Henry and Yenny. Henry befriended with me since high schools. People around us acknowledged that we were too close that made them asked if one of us appeared to go somewhere alone. They would say to me: “where is Henry?” Yenny became the other friend soon after she appeared to the friendship we had. I did not know whether this relationship could explain my extra ordinary experience with Arthur that evening. But, I considered there should be a connection about it.
I came early to meet Yenny and Henry that afternoon instead of going by myself to the party. That was my first meeting with their son. Two years ago when I left to Chuuk, Arthur still slept in his mommy’s womb. He did not blink when he saw me. He easily smiled and asked me to play with him. He did not show that he was shy or scared. He just easily befriended with me. His mommy wondered about it. She said, “He acts so different with you. He used to be shy and afraid of a stranger.”
We went to the party together. Arthur constantly showed his interest with me. When we finally returned to his home, he even accepted to drink his milk from a bottle that I hold for him. I did it since he refused to do so with the help of his maid and his mom.
To conclude the event that night. Arthur finally should went upstair to his room and sleep. His mommy took him by the hand to go to his father and saying his goodnight. Arthur asked for a kiss from his father and Henry did it. But, before his mother took him, he intended to come to see me and did as same as he asked to his father. He was saying goodnight and asked me to kiss him.
At that moment, I felt shock. It was something that I did not ready to experience. It was not that I felt “stranger” to a little kid, but it was a very rare experience since it was a first time for me to meet him and he just easily showed his affection like he knew me for so long. It was so strange …
That night, after I returned home. I tried to reflect my thought about my experience with Arthur. I kept asking myself, what it was mean to the acceptance that he made?
I noticed from the annual retreat, I began to learn about God, who loved me so much like a father to his son. I reflect so many times, that I noticed and understand myself as a child that he loved.
Arthur suddenly opened up another side of this reflection. By showing me his affection, he shared and made me understand what makes God, The Father has a huge heart to love me. I began understand that God’s love came from a love that he accept from us too, his children. It is clear by now, that my love to him should be a part that needed to create such relation between me and the Father. Because Arthur loved me, I felt that I loved him too. I used to know that God is one who first love me, there fore that I should love him too. Now that I notice, the love itself is a source that make me become his love and his to mine.
I think Arthur just opened a side that I never discovered before. He just like his parent, become one of the closest friends that I had in my life, since he teach me to love.
        

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Today's StripToday's StripI started writing a daily journal since last July. It is different than what I can write here on this “almost abandoned” blog.  After awhile of solitude writings, I just realized that they should not be separated. I found my after dawn journal, can be a good source of this blog since now I am back to my “normal” world.
Below you will find one of the thought that I had recently and one that came from the journal that I made.

Originally Published on: 01-AUG-1960

Linus’ question above represented a question that I liked to say to myself, which for the other side of me, would argued  whether I like to discuss about it or not. Linus innocently concluded his conversation with Lucy, by saying: “religion is a very touchy subject”
My question: How touchy it is? and more important, why does it so sensitive subject?

If somebody would asked me the same question that Linus did, I could sure the answer will be as same as Lucy’s. That is because … maybe, I don’t pray today and that made me feel irritated to myself. In other words, if I have a problem with such issue, I have a tendency to avoid it. I don’t want to face reality that I had a problem with it.
It was as same as you don’t like somebody. You will try to avoid meeting the person, since you could not bear to face reality that you are weak and do not ready to accept yourself.
So, we can say problems often reflect about who you are and what kind of person are you. Funny that I see about myself by reflecting this comic strip to me. But, you must agree with me that we learned most, not from a class room that we attended during schools, but from meetings and experiences with other people and your surroundings. 

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I just wanted to share what I’ve got from my last retreat. But, it is not something “heavy”, like usual. It is only a joke.

one day, a sister who taught in a school for a slum area kids, tried to teach her class about multiplication.

she said, “students, If your mom ask you to buy 10 pieces of bananas and each of them costs you 100 rupiahs, how much many that you have to pay to the seller?”

one kid raise his hand and proudly shouted, “about 800 rupiahs”

the sister said, “No. It’s wrong.”

the other kid said, “around 750.”

The sister kept her patience, but said, “that’s a stupid answer.”

the other kid tried, “I think close to 700 rupiahs or above.”

the sister were angry by now. She said, ” You guys stupid … stupid … and stupid. That should be an easy answer.”

the elder kid finally asked his teacher, “Sister, how much that you paid for the bananas?”

and the sister said, “a thousand.”

and all kids in the class shouted at once to her, “oh sister, you’re stupid.”

I hope you are able to catch the message.