My thoughts and reflections on my Catholic Faith, Fulton Sheen, the problem of suffering, and books

Wednesday, May 13, 2015

A Prayer Request, and a Few Thoughts on Friendship--UPDATED

UPDATE via his brother: Brendan's surgery has been completed, and it was successful. Obviously, he still has a long road of treatment ahead, so please continue to keep him in your prayers.

My dear friend and former history professor Brendan is having surgery today to remove the tumor (recurrence of Ewing's sarcoma) in his shoulder-blade. Please keep him in your prayers!!!

Our Lady of Fatima, pray for Brendan!
St. Peregrine, pray for Brendan!

(Brendan in January 2012, one month after he finished chemo the first time)

Friday, April 17, 2015

2015 ... Can I have a do-over?

Okay, y'all. I want a "rewind" button. I want to rewind the clock back to January 1...or at least, the end of January, and start this year all over again.

I want to rewind the devastating news I got on January 30, the prayer request from the friend who rarely asks me for prayers; I don't want to find out that Brendan's cancer is back. He was supposed to be in remission! He was more than half-way to the five-year mark! I was counting the months down! It's not fair!!!

I want to rewind Lent, and actually read Job this year. Except...would I have read Job if Brendan hadn't gotten sick again? Probably not. So let's skip Job, thank you very much.

I want to rewind the horrible tragedy that happened to a friend's family only a month ago.

I want to rewind the death of Brendan's if the man doesn't already have enough to deal with.

I was going to take a break this week from social media, to try to wrap my head around all of this; and then the work week was sooo crazy, it gave me no time to breathe, much less sit and pause and wrap my head around all of this.

I have taken a break from Facebook; but I blog so infrequently these days, I figure this wouldn't hurt my attempts to clear my head. In fact, seeing as I think best when I get my thoughts out of my head and "onto paper" (in this case, "onto the screen" of whatever device you are using to read this), I thought it might help. That's why I started blogging 4 years ago, anyway.

So, yeah...I want a do-over button. I want to start 2015 over again.

Unfortunately, I can't start the year over again. There is no "rewind" button.

All I can do is keep going forward.

And one of the ways that's keeping me going forward is this: I am learning, slowly, step by step, and fighting it all the way, that prayer is not simply "the only" thing I can do for all of my friends; prayer is the most important thing I can do for all of my friends who are suffering in one way or another this year.

So I guess I just have to keep plodding forward, and praying, and plodding, and praying, and falling down and getting stuck, and praying some more.

Because the God I'm praying all-powerful. He's all-knowing. He's all-loving. He's all-merciful. And the best thing I can do to help my friends, and myself, is to ask Him for help.

Oremus semper pro invicem!  (Let us always pray for each other!)

Thursday, April 16, 2015

2015...Three and a half months in

Can you believe we're already more than 1/4 of the way into 2015?

I can't.

2015 started off so beautifully...then the end of January brought devastating news, and sorrow, and prayers...and my hopes that 2015 would be better than 2014 were dashed.

Somehow I slogged through the snowy month of February, which quickly became Lent, and tried to read the Book of Job.

Then March brought more snow, and the decision to sign up for driving lessons and make 2015 the year that I get my license. (Two more lessons to go; and, God-willing, before the end of April, I will have a driver's license.)

Then Holy Week was upon us, and I had only made it to chapter 9 of Job (out of 42 chapters...) and my Triduum and Easter in Front Royal were good, if quiet (which enabled me to catch up on Sheen's Life of Christ).

Now somehow it's a week and a half since Easter; Divine Mercy Sunday came and went.

I'm currently taking a break from  Facebook and my email account in order to get my head on straight, to get my priorities in order, and to try to wrap my mind around some of the things that have happened in 2015.

Because it's been a rough year so far.

I'll be back around April 26 or 27.

Oremus semper pro invicem!

Saturday, April 4, 2015

The Stillness--and yet the Hope--of Holy Saturday

It is Holy Saturday.

Our churches are empty; there is no red sanctuary lamp telling us that Our Lord is there.

Because He is not.

He is dead, and buried; and we weep, but we weep with hope because we know He will rise again.

The Apostles did not know that; they thought all hope was gone, as Ven. Fulton Sheen writes in Life of Christ:
The very fact that the women brought spices proved that they did not expect a Resurrection. It seemed strange that such should have been the case after the many references by Our Lord to His death and His Resurrection. But evidently the disciples as well as the women, whenever He predicted His Passion, seemed to remember more His death than His Resurrection. It never occurred to them as a possible thing; it was foreign to their thoughts. When the stone was rolled to the door of the sepulcher, not only was Christ buried but also all of their hopes.
However, our hopes are not buried, because we know "that we have already won--only the news has not yet leaked out!" (Sheen, Our Grounds for Hope).

We have won.

Because He has risen.

Friday, February 6, 2015

Prayer Request

Almost four years ago, I asked y'all to pray for an awesome history professor:

Dr. Brendan McGuire

Thanks to your prayers, Brendan beat cancer then.

But it's back now, in his shoulder; and on Monday, he's starting agressive chemotherapy.

Brendan reading the Easter Proclamation at St. Patrick's Day 2014

In the years since I've graduated, Brendan has become a very dear friend; we're on a first-name basis now; and though I don't see him very often, we keep in touch via email.

And when I found out last week that his cancer was back, I felt like the air had been knocked out of my lungs.

"Noooo!" I shouted to God in the chapel and while wandering around campus; "he's supposed to be cured, he was in remission! He'd made it 3 1/2 years; I was counting down the months until he'd reached the 5-year-mark! This can't be happening!"

And my world was officially upside-down, on its head, again. Thankfully, my job is one I can do without thinking about what I'm doing; I can iron, and clean a house, and fix breakfast for an elderly couple, and try to smile...and all the while, my mind can be forty miles away in Front Royal and my heart can be muttering prayers.

I've wrestled with God again, like I did in 2011; I've asked Him "Why?"; I've maybe sort of kind of been a little mad at Him; and I might have told Him that this just isn't fair.

A friend told me the usual: "trust in God," "pray"; and I might have gotten a little mad, just like I did 4 years ago, at the platitudes; but then someone told me this yesterday:
It might seem that all those phrases--"trust in God," "prayer is the only thing we can do," etc.--are just words, but Our Lord is the Word, and the Word became flesh, and He is with us.
The Word on the Cross took on our suffering, and gives us His identity. And when you ask "Why?" you are joining Him as He has joined you, as He cried out that same question: "Why do the innocent suffer? Why have You abandoned Me?" and you're entering into the mystery of suffering. And suffering "reveals man to himself."
I know all that intellectually, though it's good to hear it again; but there's still the heavy feeling on my hear that there's nothing I can do for Brendan.

Which is a lie.

The only thing I can do for Brendan is to pray for him.

And prayer is the most important thing I can do for Brendan.

A wise man told me this yesterday: 
Assume for a moment that I am God...the all-powerful, all-knowing, all-loving, all-merciful God. And you have this friend, Brendan, who's suffering. What is the most powerful thing you can do for Brendan?
Ask that all-powerful God for help
So your Christian charity, pray for Brendan, his wife Susan, and their three children! Pray for him to beat this just as he beat it in 2011, pray for strength and courage for him as he again carries this heavy cross.

Prayers to St. Peregrine.

Sunday, November 9, 2014

The Church has spoken up for her children!

The Instrumentum Laboris (Working document) of the Synod on the Family is the first Church document I’ve seen that specifically addresses the topic of the children of divorced parents. (If there are other documents, please point them out to me.)

According to the document, the responses to questions in the Preparatory Document "raise the issue of the children of separated or divorced persons, who notably lack the attention of society. They bear the burden of conflict within marriage and require the Church's care." (87)

I am pleased to see a Vatican document reminding us that the children are the ones hurt by divorce. It is very true that children of divorce "notably lack the attention of society." Their parents are surrounded by friends who support their decision regardless of the fact that Christ and His Church forbid divorce; but their children have no support system. The children may be exhibiting behavior problems, throwing temper tantrums, and otherwise trying to cope with the upheaval in their lives; and they are neither seen nor heard.  “O, she’s just going through a stage,” people might say, making no correlation to the upsurge in tantrums, and the fact that six months ago, her mother kicked her father out of the house.  “O, he’s just being a boy,” people say about a boy bullying other children, not realizing that the boy’s father just left, and the boy is angry and hurt and confused.

And the father did not just leave his wife; divorce is not just a separation of the spouses. That father left his kids behind. No amount of visitation and joint custody can make up for the fact that, to a child, his parents’ divorce means that one of them is abandoning him.

Many children feel--whether they admit it consciously or not--that the divorce was their fault. So the Synod Fathers specifically state that the children are not at fault, and that the Church needs programs to help children of divorce:

Particular Churches are well aware that children or young people are not to blame for the choices and living situation of their parents. Consequently, children are welcome everywhere, without distinction with respect to others and with the same love and attention. The Christian formation offered to them is no different from the initiatives in catechesis and pastoral activities intended for the other children in the community, namely: catechesis; schools of prayer; introduction to the liturgy; associations… parochial schools and camps; and youth groups. Special programmes to assist children in healing their wounds and working through their problems appear lacking. Consequently, the responses hope for the promotion of programmes on their behalf and support groups, especially in the difficult period of the separation and divorce of their parents, when they must be able to continue to hope in family relationships, despite the fact that their parents separate. In a diocese in northern Europe, where the number of children of divorced parents is very high, some pastors, to deal with these family problems and the strain on the children who on weekends cannot always attend the catechesis classes, are scheduling catechesis on alternate weekends, so that children can always participate without feeling different. (IL 149, emphasis added)

This is going to do a lot towards healing the countless children of divorce who feel abandoned by the Church, who feel that there was nothing geared toward them, that if they missed Sunday school every other Sunday because they were with their other parent, no one made an effort to help them catch up. 

However, the statement "Particular Churches are well aware that children or young people are not to blame for the choices and living situation of their parents" needs to be put into practice, it needs to be lived by the Church. Because children feel that. Even if the thought never consciously crosses the mind of a 7-year-old: "Daddy left Mommy because I was bad, or because I wasn't good enough, or I wasn't worth enough," that's still what they're feeling inside. It is true that good, sound psychology can go a long way toward healing that wound; but there is also a spiritual component to that wound, and only their Mother, the Church, can heal that.

It will probably be years before we see any practical effects of the Synod, but this is a huge step in the right direction.

Because if the Church doesn't speak up for the children of divorce...who will?

Wednesday, September 3, 2014

Fulton Sheen's Cause Suspended...

My faithful readers, I come to you with very sad news tonight:

Fulton J. Sheen's cause for canonization has been suspended.

Read the full story in the Press Release here.

And Bonnie Engstrom's take on it here. (She's the mother of James, who allegedly came back to life through Sheen's intercession.) Both the medical experts and the theologians approved the miracle.

Please storm heaven with me!

Write the Vatican if you're so inclined!

Tell people why Sheen is still relevant, why we need his example in our world!

Write the Archdiocese of New York!

God Love Y'All!

Heavenly Father, source of all holiness, You raise up within the Church in every age men and women who serve with heroic love and dedication. You have blessed Your Church through the life and ministry of Your faithful servant, Archbishop Fulton J Sheen. He has written and spoken well of Your Divine Son, Jesus Christ, and was a true instrument of the Holy Spirit in touching the hearts of countless people.
If it be according to Your Will, for the honor and glory of the Most Holy Trinity and for the salvation of souls, we ask You to move the Church to proclaim him a saint. We ask this prayer through Jesus Christ, our Lord. Amen.