Living Life … in Plymouth!

Today, we had a small class that didn’t ask many questions, so we finished rather early.  I popped in some of my fellow trainers’ classes to see if they needed help, but they were doing great and close to finishing.  I hadn’t had lunch yet and figured that I would head somewhere where I could hang out a bit and update some of my lesson plans to finish out the day.

I drove over to Plymouth, and was intending to go to the Box Bar, but because everyone had this week between Christmas and New Year’s off … Plymouth was overrun with people!  🙂  How fun to be out with all these people!  Much better than staying in an empty training classroom in a nearly empty building with no recourse to coffee!  After finding parking, I was right by this restaurant I’ve been longing to try.  It’s called Simple Sandwich, and as they are only open 11 am to 5 pm, I hadn’t caught them when they were open before.

I grabbed a big table and spread all my work stuff out.  As I updated my lesson plans, I got to watch the snow fall and people walk around downtown.  And eat this great turkey sandwich!  After finishing updating Front Desk 1, I decided to move my location (even though there were plenty of free tables) to the Plymouth Library.

I inquired about library privileges, but it turns out they are not reciprocal with Troy Public Library.  Not only that, but one cannot purchase a membership, and even though I’m in Plymouth nearly every day, my work address is not in Plymouth, so I can’t get a business membership.  Rats.  But, they did issue me a temporary library card and said that when it expired, they could give me a new one.  I thought at first that it was just so I could use the computers while I was there, but no!  I have lending privileges as well!  Score!

Let me tell you … Plymouth Library is NICE!  🙂  Colorful, cozy and lots of books!  What more could you ask for?  They even had a fairly big section on Genealogy, which was good, since my dad gave me the project of researching our family tree.  As it turns out, both my mother and my father’s ancestry goes back to 1630s New England, so many of the books on the shelves were relevant for me.  I used my cell phone camera as a pocket Xerox and took about 135 photo of relevant pages.  That should keep me busy for a while!

With both parents having history as founding settlers and the Native American aspect, I suppose I’m as American as it gets, right?!  🙂

By the time I got home, I was too tired for dinner and went straight to bed.  Which is why I got up at 1:30 am and am here at 3 am writing a blog post.  LOL!  It’s going to be a long day!  Dear Starbucks, expect my business!  🙂

Retreat Journal

Day One:  Friday, December 09, 2011

I come into this retreat experience remembering the disappointment that was last year’s retreat.  My expectations were completely different than what actually took place and caused no small amount of frustration.  This year, I know basically what to expect, and I know that I can to an extent determine the course of my own retreat experience.  Last year, I thought that we were confined to the schedule of the retreat center and was rather annoyed to find out that instead of a restful, quiet, prayerful time, my day was filled from dawn to starlight with conferences.  Now, I know that I can skip those and that’s totally okay.  Not that the talks might not be valuable in themselves.  But for me, I need some time set aside for personal reflection and prayer.  I have tons of distractions at home and find it difficult to get anything done there.  Here, at least, I have fewer distractions.  I hope.  🙂  I know that I have my laptop and my cell phone, but I intend to use my computer for only offline work, and my cell for the Liturgy of the Hours.

What are my goals for this retreat?  I suppose first off, I want to get some studying in for my Nature & Mission of the Church final that I have on Tuesday.  I know, that doesn’t sound very retreatesque, but I really should study, and it’s about His Church, so it will help me to get closer to God while I read the material, right?  I think that’s a valid use of my retreat time.  Perhaps I’ll work on that second paper for the class while I am here as well, for much the same reasons.  On a personal note, I hope to spend some real time in quiet prayer and reading of the Scriptures.  I pulled several books off the shelf from their library and hope to dive into those a bit, too.

What’s happened so far?  Well, Mila and I arrived a little before 6 pm and got our room assignments. I spend a few minutes, not really unpacking, but rather putting things in the general area of where I would like them to be and just taking a moment in my room to be alone.  I know, not my usual modus operandi, but a good thing, I think.  At 6:30 pm, we went in to dinner, and I ended up sitting next to a girl who lives in Rochester Hills and grew up at St. Anastasia (although she doesn’t go there now).  We had a good conversation, which ran until the time for our opening conference at 7:30 pm.  I have to say, that was *long*.  Perhaps not temporally long, but it was tough to sit through all of that.  Plus, the little movie (or, well, longish movie) that they had us watch was set to this really sugary, calming music.   Probably not the best move to show people after a long day at work at the end of a long work week and right after eating.  🙂  But, I managed to stay awake, although I was tempted to leave and return to my room for a little while.

The message of our time here at the retreat center is “Are We There Yet?” and is attempting to focus us on our lives and the goal of attaining Heaven and how to get there.  Okay, decently interesting.  I suppose I can reflect on this.  🙂  The only problem came when they started talking about the schedule for the next couple days.  See, most of it was fine, until they started explaining about Reconciliation.  There are going to be two time periods tomorrow where we can go to the chapel and the priests will be available for individual reconciliation.  However, they are also going to have a communal reconciliation on Saturday night, and the priest said explicitly that, “Just come up to me or Fr. P.  You don’t have to tell us any sins or say any act of contrition, because we will assume that you have already done this on the way up.  Just let us know that you want the sacrament and we will give you sacramental absolution.”  Is this even legit?  I thought that communal reconciliation was just for cases of emergencies, like war or something.  I don’t see how this could be justified when we have recourse to Reconciliation two other times on the same day!

Alright, I’m not going to gain any headway on that matter and now probably isn’t the best time to try and argue about that.  Plus, maybe I’m wrong.  I really don’t know what the rules are for religious order priests.  Perhaps it just rubs me the wrong way and that’s just my issue.  No matter.  I can just go to Reconciliation the normal way and not worry about the rest.  And, hey!  I can spend that time that they are going to be using for the communal reconciliation to pray on my own!  Win-win!  🙂

Next item that made me want to say Hmmm…  The anointing.  At the end of the opening conference, they had us all come up to either Fr. P or the female retreat director (or assistant, I’m not sure what her official title is) to get an anointing, which I took to be a kind of blessing for our retreat.  And what she said was pretty much that, a blessing.  It was good.  And it smelled good too!  Wait.  Too good.  Is that…?  No…  Could it be…?  Did they just anoint us all with Holy Chrism?!?  Can they do that??

At any rate, I now smell great.  We all spent some time in front of the “exposed” Eucharist (the ciborium was out of the tabernacle, yet remained covered).  Not sure if that’s different that if He were in the tabernacle or not, but it’s Jesus and the point is that I got to spend some time with Him.  I think, too, that my wish that he were out a little more is okay by Him; after all, I just want more of Him…  How could He say “No” to that?  😉

And now to start reading the first of my retreat books:  “The Little Prince” by Antoine de Saint Exupery.  I remember reading this is French class; however, any Christian references were completely lost on my atheist self, so I was quite surprised to see it on the shelf here under Spirituality.  I suppose I am about to find out…  Wish me luck and that the Holy Spirit may see fit to give me some insight.  🙂  See you on the flip side!

Day Two:  Saturday, December 10, 2011

Good Morning!  This morning’s schedule looks pretty full already!  🙂  20 minutes until Morning Prayer, breakfast, a conference, a meeting with a spiritual director, reconciliation, Mass, then lunch!  🙂  That’s a lot of eating in just a few hours!  🙂  I’m going to go get clean and put my thoughts in order!

I have to say, I love being in places like this.  I love the simplicity of it all.  It reminds me of being in the military and staying in hotel rooms.  Oddly enough, these are things which I greatly enjoy.  And they had my favorite Kashi cereal for breakfast!  Yum!

I feel a little guilty by missing their conference.  However, in their road trip analogy, some of the talks which they outlined yesterday, I feel that I am comfortable with in my own journey.  As I sit here in my room, looking over my book of prayer intentions, I see a line which I had written in the opening page, regarding intercessory prayer, “It is casting our weakness before God’s strength and having a bit of God’s passion burn in us.”  This simple sentence speaks to me in so many ways.  My priest offers to us to think of the offering of the gifts during Mass to be an opportunity for us to put any of our needs or struggles before the Lord, so then as we pray that the Holy Spirit transform the bread and wine into the body, blood, soul and divinity of Christ, so too will something miraculous happen to those particular items which we will to also be upon that paten.  I feel that I am constantly putting things on my paten and offering them to God.  “Please, these are the things that I care about.  I know you can fix them.  Please help!”  Mostly they are people.  I love people.  I love to make people happy.  I love to help people.  I love to be around people.  And I love to pray for people.  I suppose this is a good thing, since I am an intercessor, right?  The part which talks of a bit of God’s passion burning within me, I feel is that deep care, concern and love that I have for the people for whom I intercede.  They may not be people, necessarily, whom I know personally.  Or they may be people with whom I have difficulty.  But nonetheless, I have love for them in my heart, and concern for their well-being, which I believe is God’s love and passion for His people, which He allows to flow through me for their benefit.  The connection between all of us people is as amazing as it is mysterious and I am so grateful for the opportunity to be a part of this.  I wouldn’t miss out on it for anything!

I now have about 7 minutes before my meeting with one of the retreat spiritual directors here.  I’m not exactly sure what I will say, or what advice to ask for.

Oh wow.  I don’t even know what to say about that.  I have to talk to my spiritual director after that meeting.  Much to pray about.

Thank you, Lord, for a beautiful Mass.  I am so happy to be allowed to participate in giving Your Precious Blood to others.  I pray that they will be open to the graces which You wish to bestow upon them, and that I may also be open to Your grace.  Amen.

I love going to Reconciliation.  I am always glad to tell the Lord through the priest that I am sorry for offending Him and that I wish for His grace so that I may live a holy life deserving of the gifts which He gives me.  This one started off a little humorous:

I was probably the 6th or 7th penitent.  I entered the confessional and began:

“In the name of the Father, and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit, Amen.  Bless me, Father, for I have sinned.  It has been – ”

“Are you here for Confession?”

“Um, yes?”

“Oh, okay.  Go ahead.”

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I finished reading “The Little Prince.”  It is a cute story.  There is much in there that I could relate to Biblical truths, but for now, I think I will simply reflect upon it in my heart for a bit.  There is one part that I’d like to share.  The little prince relates the story of the fox which he tamed.  It is this taming, this relationship, which makes the fox special to the prince and makes the prince special to the fox.  He also relates this taming to the relationship that he has with his rose on his small planet.  Of this the fox says, “It is the time you have wasted for your rose that makes your rose so important.”  This makes me think of two things:  first, about how praying for someone, if you do it sincerely, creates a visceral connection between you and that other; and second, about how Father says that “wasting time” with the Lord is the best way to spend your time.  I think because it fosters that relationship.  Particularly in front of the Blessed Sacrament, are we tamed by Him.

Next, I started working on my paper a bit.  Peeked through some notes.  Dropped in and stood outside the door to one of the conferences to see what it was that I was missing.  Came back, and worked some more on my paper.  Spend a bit of time not doing anything in particular, but just sitting back and enjoying the quiet.

I suppose that I’m not too good at being quiet for a long period of time, because at 5 pm, I decided to check out the other conference, although not quite in the way that one might expect.  I had discovered on my previous scouting mission that there is a speaker that feeds into the living room area right outside the conference room.  So, I could sit out there in a nice, big comfy chair and listen to the talk.  Even better, I brought with me Henri Nouwen’s, “Can You Drink the Cup?”  So I got to read and listen at the same time.  Multitasking at retreat!  Score!  🙂  15 minutes until dinner, and it’s supposed to be Annie’s famous pot roast.

Words worth reflecting on from Fr. Nouwen, “Lifting our cup means sharing our life so we can celebrate it.  When we truly believe we are called to lay down our lives for our friends, we must dare to take the risk to let others know what we are living,” (59).

Next book read, “The Seven Deadly Sins and Why We Love Them,” by John Steinbacher.  The part I like best about this book is that it spoke of the power of prayer, and how patients can be healed or recover faster when their priest is praying for them.  I’m sure this is why I have been out of the ER for as long as I have.  Thank you!  🙂

After that, “Lessons from the School of Suffering,” by Fr. Jim Willig:

One day, when I thought I was alone, I prayed in church.  While making this offering before the cross, a parishioner came up to me, put her arm around my shoulder and prayed, ‘Dear God, please heal Father Jim.  And give me his cancer.’  I was incredulous.  I looked at her, and then back to the Lord and quietly prayed, ‘If she insists, Lord, hear our prayer!’  Later I was able to pray, ‘Lord, rather than give my cancer to her, give her heart of love to me – the love that prompted her to deny her very self and pray in such a loving way,’ (21).

I pray like this sometimes.  If I see someone I care greatly for suffering or sick or in pain, I will often ask that the Lord give that to me instead of to him, if that be His will.  Another great quote from Fr. Jim is, “I do not know what my future holds, but I know who holds my future,” (23).

Day Three:  Sunday, December 11, 2011

I went to bed about midnight, knowing that I was going to have to get up early in the morning and leave the retreat center prematurely so that I could attend the baptism of my cousin’s daughter, which was scheduled for 8 am.

This morning, I’m feeling very sick.  I really just want to curl up in my own bed and just sleep the day away, but I have a lot of things to do.  After the baptism, I have to go to the 10:15 am Mass at St. A’s because they are going to read my Mass intention for Fr. Anonymous and I really want to be there for that!  🙂  After Mass is RCIA.  Hopefully, I will be able to get back home about 1:30 pm.  However, I will still have to study and write my papers, so I won’t be able to crawl into bed just yet.

Lord, please, give me strength!

A Fantastic Evening

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Have I mentioned lately that I love God? Because I love God! He blesses me so often, and so much! (I know that is not a *reason* to love God, but others showing you affection is always a happy thing).

Tonight, I had a *fantastic* evening! Oh, let me count the ways!
1. I wasn’t as sick as I have been lately.
2. After work, I dragged my friend with me to Reconciliation. She hadn’t been to Confession since Easter, and was glad that she had gone.
3. Next, I took her to Fiamma Grille in Plymouth, where we had yummy appetizers! Another friend had mentioned that we might be going out for dinner later, so I didn’t eat a meal.
4. After dropping my friend off at home, I went to the Seminary’s Christmas Choir Concert.
5. I listened to some great music!
6. I met up with several friends and got to spend some time with them. I love these people and I’m so happy that I was able to be around them, even if for a short time!
7. Through everything, God was very present to me. Earlier in the day, a dear friend had asked me to pray for him for something specific. Before the evening’s activities, I found out that God had granted my prayer request for my friend! After Reconciliation, I felt the Lord’s presence in everything and everywhere I went.

God + food + music + friends has got to = some small preview of Heaven! Can I go there now? 🙂 Because I loved tonight, and if Heaven is anything like tonight (and I have reason to hope that it is better), I want to go there NOW! 🙂

A Good Shepherd Will Lay Down His Life for His Sheep

Prayer.

That very intimate and special gift of yourself that you can offer for the good of someone else.

When I really need someone to pray for me, I will ask my priests. Not to say that I won’t be asking *everyone*, but I will specifically ask my priests to pray for me.

Why is this? I ask myself.

Perhaps it’s because I expect that they will “get it” more than the average person. That they will truly understand the gift of prayer and the import of this communication with our Lord. That they will not pray in a careless manner, but pour themselves into it sincerely.

Perhaps because of their ordination. That extra mark on their soul. That special conformity to Christ. The way a miracle happens in their hands (at least) once a day. Perhaps I have some expectation that because of this their prayers are heard (or at least heeded) louder than someone who is not a priest.

But, perhaps most of all, it is because of an image lodged in my mind. Of what they look like when they pray for me:

And of course, they do this for hours at a time. Wearing a man-shaped depression into the floor.

So, if you ever wonder why Father is busy, where his time goes, or why his back hurts … question answered. He’s been praying for me! (And probably you, too!)

Because a good shepherd lays down his life for his sheep. Or at least lays down. 😉

The First Day of Advent!

Happy Advent!

It feels as if this season just snuck up on me! To be honest, I am not fully prepared for Advent yet. I haven’t found my Advent wreath from last year, although I didn’t have dinner yet and I did light a purple candle tonight. I hope that “counts.” 🙂

I did put up parts of my Nativity to get ready:

Mary and Joseph are starting their long trek from Nazareth to Bethlehem.
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Meanwhile, in Bethlehem, the manger and the sheep are waiting for their arrival:
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A new tradition that I am starting is what I call the “Advent Tree of Prayers.” I didn’t know that there already was something called an Advent Tree, otherwise known as a Jesse Tree, before I named it. On my tree, I intend to place prayer intentions each day of Advent, and pray for those people and intentions throughout the season. To make my “tree,” I cut down a branch from a pine tree in my yard.

And here is my first intention of the season!
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More time in prayer, reading Scripture and participating in the sacraments are also on my agenda for this season.

What are your plans for Advent? Also, if you have any intentions for which you would like me to pray, please let me know! 🙂

Why the Wedding Ring is Worn on the Fourth Finger

Why Wedding Ring on Fourth Finger?

The thumb represents your parents.
The index finger represents your siblings.
The middle finger represents yourself.
The ring finger represents your spouse.
The little finger/pinky represents your children.

Hold your hands together like the picture. Join your middle fingers back-to-back, and the remaining fingers tip-to-tip. Now, try to separate your thumbs. They will separate because your parents are not destined to live with you forever. Rejoin your thumbs and separate your index fingers. They will separate because your siblings will have their own families and lead their own lives. Rejoin your index fingers and separate your little fingers/pinkies. They will separate because your children will grow up, get married, and settle down. Rejoin your little fingers/pinkies and try to separate your ring finger. They will not be able to separate because your spouse is meant to be with you throughout your entire life, through thick and thin.

(Re-posted from a friend’s Facebook page).

Question of the Day

What would it have been like when the apostles first celebrated the Eucharist?

It seems that Peter would be the one to lead. Can you imagine, though, going to your friends, “Hey guys, He said, ‘Do this,’ so why don’t we give it a go?” And then trying to figure out precisely what it is that you were to be doing, with everyone watching? Even if you remembered everything with perfect clarity, to ask yourself if this is what He meant? Would James and John be asking to be the celebrant for the next day?

I don’t think they would have celebrated Mass while the Risen Lord was with them, but what about the 10 days until Pentecost? Or did they have to wait until the coming of the Holy Spirit? I’d think it would have to be after Pentecost. Because 1) it’s the calling down of the Holy Spirit which transforms the gifts and 2) if they partook of the Eucharist, presumably they wouldn’t have been hiding scared in the Upper Room at Pentecost, but would have been able to draw upon His strength.

So, if they waited until Pentecost, what did they do on that Sunday in between?

How the Navy Taught Me to be a Better Catholic

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One of the first things you learn when you are in training to be a Reactor Operator is Basic Electricity and Electronics, or B-double-E. A solid foundation for the rest that you will learn in order to be successful in your job. In our training program, we have to go over a vast amount of material in a relatively short time. It is much faster-paced and dense than most college curricula. Because of this, there is not enough time to explain the origin of all of the theories and formulas which we employ. To try and diffuse our persistent, “But why?” questions, Chief instituted this simple practice:

The “I Believe” Button

So, there would be concepts that he would introduce, saying, “This is the way it is. You’re going to have to trust me and hit your ‘I Believe’ button, so we can continue.”

In a way, the Church is full of opportunities for us to hit our “I Believe” buttons. The very nature of the Church herself is a mystery. God is a mystery. Sacraments are a mystery. Faith is a mystery. We can understand these things to a degree, but never in totality, due to the infinite nature of God.

Because I have been conditioned by my military training to take some things on faith, I am better disposed to submitting my intellect and my will to the teaching of the Magisterium on matters of faith and morals.

I know that it’s possible to not know exactly how everything works, but trust that I will have enough knowledge to get the job done (or in the case of the Church, be provided with all the knowledge necessary for my salvation and my mission to evangelize others).

It is also a reminder to me to be humble, for there are things which I don’t know, and there are things I will never completely understand and that’s okay. My worth and dignity aren’t based on the knowledge filling my brain, or the sharpness of my intellect, but rather the way I live my life according to the faith.

I am glad that I have had this idea presented to me, so that when confronted with a difficulty, instead of allowing it to present a question in my faith because I don’t have an answer, I can hit my “I Believe” button and be strengthened in my faith. Because I trust in the Holy Spirit which guides the Church according to His Truth.

Worse Than the Hippo…

Okay, sometimes I stumble across things which are just not right, but which are exceedingly funny. In the spirit of the Halloween holiday, I will share:

A while back, one of my priests asked me to pray for a shepherd’s heart for him, because he said that he sometimes felt like the wolf wanting to devour the flock.

Later, we edited this to a hippo because I have a fear of dogs. (Even though hippos are like *the* most vicious mammal ever…)

Well, someone, inspired by Jurassic Park no doubt, came up with one even worse.

The Velocipastor!

Happy Halloween!

Because Prayer is Important

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Since I have a long commute, I have a long time to think about things in the morning. This morning, intercessory prayer was on my mind. Specifically, I had asked a friend of mine to pray for a different friend of mine and was thinking about this.

See, I ask this particular friend of mine to pray for others on a fairly regular basis. And, when I have a intention that really needs prayer, I always ask this particular friend.

He happens to be a priest, but this is not why I ask him to pray for others.

I’m sure he gets many prayer requests due to his line of work, but I go to him for who he is. Of course, this gets a bit complicated because ordination changes you, and you are ontologically conformed to Christ, so being a priest *is* a part of what it means to be him in a way that my job is not and will never be a part of who I am.

What I mean, then, is that I go to him because I recognize him to be a man of integrity. And I don’t just mean that he does what he says he will do (although this is part of it), but an all-encompassing integrity that colors everything.

So, when I ask him to pray and he says he will, I know that he isn’t praying in an empty fashion, but is putting something of himself into the effort. Which is how we are all supposed to pray, right?

Prayer is an encounter with God. So it really shouldn’t be undertaken lightly. Happily, joyfully, frequently — of course! But with gravity, reverence and sincerity, also. In a way, prayer is an offering of myself to God. Hopefully, I would do this to benefit others much more than I do so to benefit myself.

And because prayer is an encounter with our Lord, the God who made us, and because it necessarily involves all of me (and not some sort of superficiality), prayer is at once incredibly important and the best gift you could possibly give another person.

So, I do not take this lightly. If you ask me to pray for you, I will do so with as much integrity as I can. And if I ask you to pray for something or someone for me, it is because I trust you and believe you to be a person of integrity.

And I don’t ask lightly, because I know of what I am asking of you.

With all my heart, Thank You and God Bless!