So far, my creative output has been limited and all over the spectrum. They range from thrown together in a matter of minutes to painstakingly tweaked to my satisfaction over the course of months. Strict Common Practice counterpoint versus freer (but still tonal) counterpoint, good voice leading versus creative license, and secular versus sacred texts. All, however, have been for choir. One for men's voices, one for 5-part mixed, but usually just the conventional four-voice mixed chorus. I've begun a slew of others, but these are the main ones:
Paraphrase Mass: Dominator Deus [SSATB] (2008, unfinished)
Ave Maria [original, scored TTBB] (2009)
Ave Maria [revised scoring for SATB] (2009)
Regina Coeli [SATB] (2010)
Quid Est Caritas? [SATB] (2010)
Suscipe [SATB] (2010, premiered at Ave Maria University, November 2010)
I need to start writing again. I haven't touched anything since October/November 2010, and here it is, June of 2011. I've jotted down snippets and ideas, but by the end of the summer, I'm dedicating myself to writing an Adagio for Strings. Deadline: August 31. Will keep you appraised of my progress...mostly to hold myself to my word. Wish me luck!
Wednesday, June 8, 2011
Sunday, April 17, 2011
Hosana filio David...
The same crowd of Jews spreading palm branches out one day, crying "Hosanna to the Son of David...blessed is He who comes in the name of the Lord", "Benedictus qui venit in nomine Domini", are the same to haughtily scream and clamour: "Crucifigatur"...let Him be crucified.
And how we resemble them.
We glorify and follow God as it is convenient for us. We do what we want when we want it. If it strikes our fancy to adhere to what we know is right, we'll do it, and pat ourselves on the back for our fidelity to Divine Law. (Benedictus...) But the clock ticks, the hours pass, and the Truth of Christ is no longer convenient, no longer comfortable. We decide that it's easier to get rid of the One telling us this inconvenient Truth. (Crucifigatur.) --(Thanks to Fr. C.M. for inspiring these thoughts by preaching on the inconvenience of Truth.)--
When we decide that Truth, that Christ, is enough for us, and that we are willing to pay any price or make any sacrifice to remain loyal to Him, we will be able to accept the Resurrection and life which inevitably follows the Cross upon which we have thrown Him.
And how we resemble them.
We glorify and follow God as it is convenient for us. We do what we want when we want it. If it strikes our fancy to adhere to what we know is right, we'll do it, and pat ourselves on the back for our fidelity to Divine Law. (Benedictus...) But the clock ticks, the hours pass, and the Truth of Christ is no longer convenient, no longer comfortable. We decide that it's easier to get rid of the One telling us this inconvenient Truth. (Crucifigatur.) --(Thanks to Fr. C.M. for inspiring these thoughts by preaching on the inconvenience of Truth.)--
When we decide that Truth, that Christ, is enough for us, and that we are willing to pay any price or make any sacrifice to remain loyal to Him, we will be able to accept the Resurrection and life which inevitably follows the Cross upon which we have thrown Him.
Monday, April 4, 2011
Daybreak
The moment you feel the weight of the world has been lifted from your shoulders...
The clear-headed feeling of all being right with the world...
The perfect and peaceful joy, indescribable and unshakable...
The knowledge that everything will work out in the end...
The sight, whether literal or figurative, of a sunrise so profound and beautiful that you're standing on top of the world...
And thank God for it. Sometimes it comes so suddenly and unexpectedly that you can't help but praise Him. Maybe He purposefully designed such movements of the heart, to draw man back to Himself a little more obviously. A wonderful reminder of our total dependence on His providence and mercy.
The clear-headed feeling of all being right with the world...
The perfect and peaceful joy, indescribable and unshakable...
The knowledge that everything will work out in the end...
The sight, whether literal or figurative, of a sunrise so profound and beautiful that you're standing on top of the world...
The daybreak of the soul.
I believe in Christianity as I believe the sun has risen: not because I see it, but because by it, I see everything else. (C.S. Lewis, Mere Christianity)
And thank God for it. Sometimes it comes so suddenly and unexpectedly that you can't help but praise Him. Maybe He purposefully designed such movements of the heart, to draw man back to Himself a little more obviously. A wonderful reminder of our total dependence on His providence and mercy.
Sunday, April 3, 2011
What Matters Most
Often times, we're taken off guard in life - we're so set in our ways and theories and our comfort zone that when something radical is asked of us, we shy away. Unless even the surprise catches us by surprise. Sometimes the most natural inclinations and intuitions we have toward a situation (fight, flight, or anything in between) are what are most true. Fr. McTeigue has long told me that being patient is merely being present to the present, enjoying (or enduring) what is right in front of us, labouring neither over the past nor worrying about the future. For someone as serious-minded, meticulous, and detail-oriented as myself, I am naturally disinclined to follow such logic. I worry about almost everything. But then God comes along and reminds me that He already knows how things are going to turn out, that everything happens for a reason, and that joys and sorrows alike are hand-picked by Him for my salvation. What matters most is responding to the grace He offers when He offers it. It's easy to put it off, to "think about it" for a while, and to delay making a decision. But, to take St. Joseph, the earthly father of Jesus (the one to whom God Almighty entrusted both His Son and His most precious creature, Mary) for an example...when the Holy Ghost acted in his soul, he moved. Without question, without hesitation, no matter how bizarre the request. He acted on it wholeheartedly, without delay. And so should we act. Responsiveness to God's grace in our lives is crucial. Whether it's a conversation in passing, a "debate", a meaningful friendship, however it manifests itself, recognizing and pursuing the Truth is something God offers us on a daily basis. If we have the ears to hear and the eyes to see...let us pray for the courage to act.
Wednesday, March 23, 2011
Saturday, March 19, 2011
Religious Beliefs and Society: Part 2/2, In a Public World
After almost a month of keeping you few readers waiting with bated breath (I'm sure), here, at last, is part two. Before I left Ave Maria, I was looking forward to vast amounts of free time to write music, read, relax, sleep, and do whatever else it is people with free time do. Now that I've been out of school for almost a year, I've found that I have far less of this coveted time than before. C'est la vie. Work, choir, and friends keep me entirely busy. This weekend, however, I have plenty of downtime for the first time in many weeks. Meryl and Chris are up at Sweetwater, Thomas is restricted to Carmel for a tennis tournament, I have a concert tonight and another tomorrow afternoon, and it doesn't look like it's going to stop raining, so I don't want to leave my house. This means that I can write blog posts, respond to theological discussions about Orthodoxy and Catholicism, write music, watch a movie on my sweet new TV (!!), enjoy a quiet weekend, and actually cook something exciting tonight rather than swiping an apple and some yogurt out of the fridge and calling it "dinner".
NOTA BENE: I don't really have an opinion on what type of government is best. They all have their flaws, and I wouldn't care to speculate. Whatever we're doing right now isn't working, according to the thoughts expressed below. Obviously, I'm open to criticism, suggestions, further thoughts, etc. I did not bother to go into Vatican II documents on modern Catholic social teaching, but drew solely from Aquinas, scripture, and my own thoughts. These are merely my own reflections on the separation of Church and state and religious beliefs/Truth in a public realm.
How much influence can a religious institution have on a social/secular institution? Or perhaps the more salient question would be to ask if the Church can dictate how people outside of her fold live their lives. In this world of tolerance, coexistence, diversity, and relativism, it's a difficult question to answer, and I'm not even sure I can answer it. Luckily, that's above my pay grade. But being the critical thinker that I am, I'm about to take a stab at it anyway.
Let us start by defining the theoretical roles of the Church and of the state. St Thomas Aquinas writes in De Regno that "Just as the founding of a city or kingdom may suitably be learned from the way in which the world was created, so too the way to govern may be learned from the divine government of the world." The role of the Church is to guide souls to heaven. Simple. Whether they are formally inside of the Catholic Church, just associated by baptism, or entirely outside of the Church, the role of the Church is to bring men to heaven. The role of state governments should, in theory, be to maintain civility, peace, and goodness for the people under her rule, and to make society a place for the betterment of her people. From there, laws can arise, civil disputes settled, customs and practices undertaken or done away with, etc. Aristotle wrote that "[s]ince every communication, whenever it is found among men, is ordained to something necessary for life, that community will be the perfect community which is ordained to the end that man may have the fullness of human life: and this is the city. For it is in the city that man finds the satisfaction of whatever needs human life may have in the circumstances in which it is lived (sicut contingit esse)." (As quoted from Aquinas in In Libros Politicorum Aristotelis Expositio; emphasis mine.)
The Church's primary concern is for the spiritual realm, to care for the soul of man, though one cannot rationally argue that the Church cares only for the soul. Catholic relief services, Catholic social teaching, giving alms, the corporal works of mercy, etc. all point toward a care for the complete human person. The Church looks first at the soul, then sees the human person in the context of his higher calling - that He was made to know, love, and serve God, being made in His image, and that he is destined for heaven, if he has the strength to consent to the will of God.
Conversely, the (modern) state's primary concern is for the human affairs of men, to govern his day-to-day life and to preserve society from violence, unrest. The state, at least in practice, cares for men from the outside in, that is, laws will inevitably touch upon the moral, the good, and the true. But herein lies the problem with government as such: because it is concerned with maintaining peace and stability - which naturally cater to the masses - upholding morality is not always the first priority, as evidenced by the legal termination of nascent human life. This is in sharp contrast to what Aristotle believes to be the ideal city/state.
Later in De Regno, Aquinas writes: "[T]hrough virtuous living man is further ordained to a higher end, which consists in the enjoyment of God, as we have said above. Consequently, since society must have the same end as the individual man, it is not the ultimate end of an assembled multitude to live virtuously, but through virtuous living to attain to the possession of God. If this end could be attained by the power of human nature, then the duty of a king would have to include the direction of men to it. We are supposing, of course, that he is called king to whom the supreme power of governing in human affairs is entrusted. Now the higher the end to which a government is ordained, the loftier that government is." (All emphasis mine.) Christ Himself admitted that "[His] Kingdom is not of this world." He unabashedly proclaimed that he "[came] not to bring peace but the sword." Christ's teaching was for all men of all times, and yet He didn't hesitate to teach and admonish the elders and command them about social issues as well ("render unto Caesar...").
Now the question is: where, if anywhere, do the heavenly kingdom and the earthly kingdoms intersect? The Church is the heavenly kingdom as can be had on earth, and the earthly kingdoms are the governments instituted by men throughout the world. How can Rome influence civil law? How can morality be imposed by the Church onto a civil, earthly government? As stated above, I do not claim to be qualified to answer this question, nor do I claim to have the correct answers. But it seems to me that Christ Himself did not intend for a complete separation of the two. It's true, His Kingdom is not of this world. But it IS in this world. Man is a composite creature, made of body and soul. To care for one and not for the other would be to separate man from himself, and thus from God, in Whose Image we are made. If state government had certain standards that would not be compromised, certain moral standards to uphold, if not by Divine Law, at least by Natural Law, we wouldn't have to have this discussion, because some element of morality and goodness would be inherent to civil, state government. We wouldn't have to worry about separation of Church and state, but for the time being, while it may not be right to impose morality, it is nevertheless the role of the Church to safeguard the souls of men, even if that means influencing or insisting upon a standard of morality in civil government.
NOTA BENE: I don't really have an opinion on what type of government is best. They all have their flaws, and I wouldn't care to speculate. Whatever we're doing right now isn't working, according to the thoughts expressed below. Obviously, I'm open to criticism, suggestions, further thoughts, etc. I did not bother to go into Vatican II documents on modern Catholic social teaching, but drew solely from Aquinas, scripture, and my own thoughts. These are merely my own reflections on the separation of Church and state and religious beliefs/Truth in a public realm.
How much influence can a religious institution have on a social/secular institution? Or perhaps the more salient question would be to ask if the Church can dictate how people outside of her fold live their lives. In this world of tolerance, coexistence, diversity, and relativism, it's a difficult question to answer, and I'm not even sure I can answer it. Luckily, that's above my pay grade. But being the critical thinker that I am, I'm about to take a stab at it anyway.
Let us start by defining the theoretical roles of the Church and of the state. St Thomas Aquinas writes in De Regno that "Just as the founding of a city or kingdom may suitably be learned from the way in which the world was created, so too the way to govern may be learned from the divine government of the world." The role of the Church is to guide souls to heaven. Simple. Whether they are formally inside of the Catholic Church, just associated by baptism, or entirely outside of the Church, the role of the Church is to bring men to heaven. The role of state governments should, in theory, be to maintain civility, peace, and goodness for the people under her rule, and to make society a place for the betterment of her people. From there, laws can arise, civil disputes settled, customs and practices undertaken or done away with, etc. Aristotle wrote that "[s]ince every communication, whenever it is found among men, is ordained to something necessary for life, that community will be the perfect community which is ordained to the end that man may have the fullness of human life: and this is the city. For it is in the city that man finds the satisfaction of whatever needs human life may have in the circumstances in which it is lived (sicut contingit esse)." (As quoted from Aquinas in In Libros Politicorum Aristotelis Expositio; emphasis mine.)
The Church's primary concern is for the spiritual realm, to care for the soul of man, though one cannot rationally argue that the Church cares only for the soul. Catholic relief services, Catholic social teaching, giving alms, the corporal works of mercy, etc. all point toward a care for the complete human person. The Church looks first at the soul, then sees the human person in the context of his higher calling - that He was made to know, love, and serve God, being made in His image, and that he is destined for heaven, if he has the strength to consent to the will of God.
Conversely, the (modern) state's primary concern is for the human affairs of men, to govern his day-to-day life and to preserve society from violence, unrest. The state, at least in practice, cares for men from the outside in, that is, laws will inevitably touch upon the moral, the good, and the true. But herein lies the problem with government as such: because it is concerned with maintaining peace and stability - which naturally cater to the masses - upholding morality is not always the first priority, as evidenced by the legal termination of nascent human life. This is in sharp contrast to what Aristotle believes to be the ideal city/state.
Later in De Regno, Aquinas writes: "[T]hrough virtuous living man is further ordained to a higher end, which consists in the enjoyment of God, as we have said above. Consequently, since society must have the same end as the individual man, it is not the ultimate end of an assembled multitude to live virtuously, but through virtuous living to attain to the possession of God. If this end could be attained by the power of human nature, then the duty of a king would have to include the direction of men to it. We are supposing, of course, that he is called king to whom the supreme power of governing in human affairs is entrusted. Now the higher the end to which a government is ordained, the loftier that government is." (All emphasis mine.) Christ Himself admitted that "[His] Kingdom is not of this world." He unabashedly proclaimed that he "[came] not to bring peace but the sword." Christ's teaching was for all men of all times, and yet He didn't hesitate to teach and admonish the elders and command them about social issues as well ("render unto Caesar...").
Now the question is: where, if anywhere, do the heavenly kingdom and the earthly kingdoms intersect? The Church is the heavenly kingdom as can be had on earth, and the earthly kingdoms are the governments instituted by men throughout the world. How can Rome influence civil law? How can morality be imposed by the Church onto a civil, earthly government? As stated above, I do not claim to be qualified to answer this question, nor do I claim to have the correct answers. But it seems to me that Christ Himself did not intend for a complete separation of the two. It's true, His Kingdom is not of this world. But it IS in this world. Man is a composite creature, made of body and soul. To care for one and not for the other would be to separate man from himself, and thus from God, in Whose Image we are made. If state government had certain standards that would not be compromised, certain moral standards to uphold, if not by Divine Law, at least by Natural Law, we wouldn't have to have this discussion, because some element of morality and goodness would be inherent to civil, state government. We wouldn't have to worry about separation of Church and state, but for the time being, while it may not be right to impose morality, it is nevertheless the role of the Church to safeguard the souls of men, even if that means influencing or insisting upon a standard of morality in civil government.
Thursday, February 24, 2011
Religious Beliefs and Society: Part 1/2, On Friendship
This post is the first of two posts on religious beliefs in contemporary society. The first part deals with person-to-person interaction on a day-to-day basis; in other words, friendship. The second part will deal with Church-and-state, and the question of imposed morality in the government of the state.
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My convictions about my religious beliefs are strong - anyone who knows me even a little bit can bear witness to that fact. Not everyone has the same convictions as I, even some of my close friends. People are atheist, agnostic, pagan, Christian, Muslim, Jewish, etc. But not even everyone who professes to be Catholic is well-versed in their faith. Some "Catholics" pick and choose what teachings to believe. Some "Catholics" are so open-minded and liberal that their brains have fallen out. I care very much for the few people that I allow myself to get close to. But even if I'm not very close to someone, I do find myself genuinely caring for them; I want them to come to a fuller understanding of the truth. The real truth. The only truth worth talking about. And let's not fool ourselves...there's only one Truth. If you truly care about someone, Truth is what you should focus on.
That being said, I've thought a lot about the idea of religious tolerance. Everyone's entitled to their beliefs, and I can't force my views on anyone the same way they can't force theirs on me. So how can one with strong beliefs or morals relate to someone whose beliefs differ?
There are two extremes of tolerance. In one corner, you have the "I care, but not enough to speak the Truth and risk offending someone I care about in order to help them see that Truth" view. This tolerance is better described as apathy in disguise. The Truth is radical, hard to accept, but the most important realization one can come to in this life. Christians who are apathetic towards religion and towards other's beliefs can't possibly be true Christians. If we're supposed to go out and preach the Gospel, if we are really sure of our faith and of the Truth that Christ gave His Church, the Church and her teachings that have been handed down to us for 2000 years of tradition, we wouldn't sit around, listen to what others have to say, and not care about it. We'd engage them in discussions, encourage them (with the utmost compassion, kindness, and charity) to seek the one Truth that there is. This wouldn't force our beliefs on them, but at the same time, call them to a higher contemplation of the Truth, and at the same time, call ourselves out of apathy, for if we only give ourselves to God, we're like the worker in the parable in the talents who merely buried them and gave back to his master what his master gave him. If we can't bring others, as well as ourselves, to Christ, our "Christian" lives are in vain. After all, merely giving Him back the sole talent He gave us (i.e., our own soul) is not what is expected...or required.
Some view empathy as being in the middle of apathy and cruelty. I know that Aquinas viewed virtue as "the mean between extremes", but I'm not sure that quite applies here, as a closer looks sheds light on the true nature of empathy. If one empathizes with people and their plights too much without being grounded in objective Truth, you quickly lose sight of the goal (truth), and you fall into a state of moral relativism - one of the most dangerous ideas to plague our modern times. Pope Benedict XVI said: "We are moving toward a dictatorship of relativism which does not recognize anything as for certain and which has as its highest goal one's own ego and one's own desires." The empathetic mostly have the right intentions of sympathizing with other's moral plights in the attempt to help them out of them and to come to know the truth, but it's certainly a delicate balance between kindness, sympathy, and love of Truth. The empathetic again sometimes slip away into the same fate as the apathetic: not accomplishing much on their end or on the person's that they are trying to help.
People (like myself) with strong convictions, particularly those tending toward the more conservative, orthodox, and traditional side of Roman Catholicism, tend to go too far on the opposite extreme of "tolerance" in fear of becoming apathetic towards other's beliefs, and therefore, to other's immortal souls and happiness. I'm not perfect, nor will I ever claim to be. The convictions and beliefs that these people hold to so strongly, coupled with pride and human weakness, can effect a sort of the "my way or the highway" type of mentality. Cruelty and pride drive people away from the very truth you've sworn to defend. Again, all things need to be tempered with charity and truth. There's no excuse to back down from convictions, but this approach comes on a little strong and turns most people off, which is far from the goal.
So how far IS too far? They're all too far. It's hard to find a certain, objective, set-in-stone definition for religious tolerance. I've encountered various sorts of people thus far...the worst of sinners and the best of saints. Whether I like it or not, people have come to me with a variety of problems: drug addictions, suicidal thoughts, carnal desires and sins, loss of faith, pride, jealousy, despair, eating disorders, anger, hate, violence, you name it. Some of these sins I have had firsthand experience with, and I don't believe in coincidence. Our God is a very deliberate God, and there's a reason people come to me, and there's a reason that I've been placed in the situations I've been through. God has given me my talents. I've been known to be quite handy with the shovel, and I can see various dirt mounds scattered around where I've buried the talents He's given me. If I don't meet people where they are and attempt to guide them, in word and in deed, to the Truth that I know, I won't have lived out my duty as a Catholic. If I can't push aside my pride, live as a virtuous woman modeled after Mary, be diligent and careful in my life, draw others to Christ, and learn charity for all I encounter, my life shall have been in vain.
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My convictions about my religious beliefs are strong - anyone who knows me even a little bit can bear witness to that fact. Not everyone has the same convictions as I, even some of my close friends. People are atheist, agnostic, pagan, Christian, Muslim, Jewish, etc. But not even everyone who professes to be Catholic is well-versed in their faith. Some "Catholics" pick and choose what teachings to believe. Some "Catholics" are so open-minded and liberal that their brains have fallen out. I care very much for the few people that I allow myself to get close to. But even if I'm not very close to someone, I do find myself genuinely caring for them; I want them to come to a fuller understanding of the truth. The real truth. The only truth worth talking about. And let's not fool ourselves...there's only one Truth. If you truly care about someone, Truth is what you should focus on.
That being said, I've thought a lot about the idea of religious tolerance. Everyone's entitled to their beliefs, and I can't force my views on anyone the same way they can't force theirs on me. So how can one with strong beliefs or morals relate to someone whose beliefs differ?
There are two extremes of tolerance. In one corner, you have the "I care, but not enough to speak the Truth and risk offending someone I care about in order to help them see that Truth" view. This tolerance is better described as apathy in disguise. The Truth is radical, hard to accept, but the most important realization one can come to in this life. Christians who are apathetic towards religion and towards other's beliefs can't possibly be true Christians. If we're supposed to go out and preach the Gospel, if we are really sure of our faith and of the Truth that Christ gave His Church, the Church and her teachings that have been handed down to us for 2000 years of tradition, we wouldn't sit around, listen to what others have to say, and not care about it. We'd engage them in discussions, encourage them (with the utmost compassion, kindness, and charity) to seek the one Truth that there is. This wouldn't force our beliefs on them, but at the same time, call them to a higher contemplation of the Truth, and at the same time, call ourselves out of apathy, for if we only give ourselves to God, we're like the worker in the parable in the talents who merely buried them and gave back to his master what his master gave him. If we can't bring others, as well as ourselves, to Christ, our "Christian" lives are in vain. After all, merely giving Him back the sole talent He gave us (i.e., our own soul) is not what is expected...or required.
Some view empathy as being in the middle of apathy and cruelty. I know that Aquinas viewed virtue as "the mean between extremes", but I'm not sure that quite applies here, as a closer looks sheds light on the true nature of empathy. If one empathizes with people and their plights too much without being grounded in objective Truth, you quickly lose sight of the goal (truth), and you fall into a state of moral relativism - one of the most dangerous ideas to plague our modern times. Pope Benedict XVI said: "We are moving toward a dictatorship of relativism which does not recognize anything as for certain and which has as its highest goal one's own ego and one's own desires." The empathetic mostly have the right intentions of sympathizing with other's moral plights in the attempt to help them out of them and to come to know the truth, but it's certainly a delicate balance between kindness, sympathy, and love of Truth. The empathetic again sometimes slip away into the same fate as the apathetic: not accomplishing much on their end or on the person's that they are trying to help.
People (like myself) with strong convictions, particularly those tending toward the more conservative, orthodox, and traditional side of Roman Catholicism, tend to go too far on the opposite extreme of "tolerance" in fear of becoming apathetic towards other's beliefs, and therefore, to other's immortal souls and happiness. I'm not perfect, nor will I ever claim to be. The convictions and beliefs that these people hold to so strongly, coupled with pride and human weakness, can effect a sort of the "my way or the highway" type of mentality. Cruelty and pride drive people away from the very truth you've sworn to defend. Again, all things need to be tempered with charity and truth. There's no excuse to back down from convictions, but this approach comes on a little strong and turns most people off, which is far from the goal.
So how far IS too far? They're all too far. It's hard to find a certain, objective, set-in-stone definition for religious tolerance. I've encountered various sorts of people thus far...the worst of sinners and the best of saints. Whether I like it or not, people have come to me with a variety of problems: drug addictions, suicidal thoughts, carnal desires and sins, loss of faith, pride, jealousy, despair, eating disorders, anger, hate, violence, you name it. Some of these sins I have had firsthand experience with, and I don't believe in coincidence. Our God is a very deliberate God, and there's a reason people come to me, and there's a reason that I've been placed in the situations I've been through. God has given me my talents. I've been known to be quite handy with the shovel, and I can see various dirt mounds scattered around where I've buried the talents He's given me. If I don't meet people where they are and attempt to guide them, in word and in deed, to the Truth that I know, I won't have lived out my duty as a Catholic. If I can't push aside my pride, live as a virtuous woman modeled after Mary, be diligent and careful in my life, draw others to Christ, and learn charity for all I encounter, my life shall have been in vain.
Wednesday, January 12, 2011
Tales from the Harp
It's hard to follow such a liberating post as my last. It's also important to remember that good feelings are just that - feelings and emotion, which make them quite susceptible to sway and rapid change. What's important to hold onto is the principle behind the feelings, the Rock upon which our lives are built. The mercy of the Lord never ceases to amaze me, in good times and in bad. Because I cannot adequately put what I want to say into words, I'll let the Psalmist do it for me.
From Psalm 33, and from the Traditional Office of Compline for Wednesday - a great gift of the Church!
ExquisÃvi Dóminum, et exaudÃvit me: et ex ómnibus tribulatiónibus meis erÃpuit me.
[I sought the Lord, and He heard me: and from all of my tribulations, He rescued me.]
... Iste pauper clamávit, et Dóminus exaudÃvit eum: et de ómnibus tribulatiónibus ejus salvávit eum.
[The poor man has cried out, and the Lord has heard him: and from all his tribulations, He has saved him.]
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Multae tribulationes justorum: et de omnibus his liberabit eos Dominus.
[Many are the trials of the just: and from all of them, the Lord will deliver them.]
No matter how dark and desperate the psalm, the Church always ends with the Gloria Patri.
From Psalm 33, and from the Traditional Office of Compline for Wednesday - a great gift of the Church!
ExquisÃvi Dóminum, et exaudÃvit me: et ex ómnibus tribulatiónibus meis erÃpuit me.
[I sought the Lord, and He heard me: and from all of my tribulations, He rescued me.]
... Iste pauper clamávit, et Dóminus exaudÃvit eum: et de ómnibus tribulatiónibus ejus salvávit eum.
[The poor man has cried out, and the Lord has heard him: and from all his tribulations, He has saved him.]
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Multae tribulationes justorum: et de omnibus his liberabit eos Dominus.
[Many are the trials of the just: and from all of them, the Lord will deliver them.]
No matter how dark and desperate the psalm, the Church always ends with the Gloria Patri.
Wednesday, December 8, 2010
Megan's Optimism
I've been all up-in-arms lately about all the negative things happening, so it's time for an entry I've been meaning to post and haven't had the time to sit down and write about all the positive that's happened to/for me. So here I go.
God has been so good to me. Seriously, He's taking care of me. He knows what He's doing, and has deemed it best that I, apparently, don't. And for the first time in my life, I think I'm ok with that. I'm ok with not knowing what will come next. I'm ok with not knowing what I'll be doing this time next year. I'm ok with being in this cramped city with crazy people running around everywhere. I'm ok with my emotional and personal state of being. I'm ok with having little more than my job, a few friends, and my God. Because this is where He's asked me to be, this is where I'll stay until He leads me elsewhere, and this is what He's given me; no more and no less. I have what I have because He, in His knowledge, mercy, justice, wisdom, and love, has deemed it necessary that I have it. I do not have what I do not because He knows it is better for me to either wait or do without. I know this sounds uncharacteristic of me, so here are a couple of concrete reasons why all of this is suddenly ok...
1) The Gift of True Friendship. I have the most fantastic friends in all the world, because nearly all of them are rooted first and foremost in Christ. We pray Rosaries, go to Mass, talk theology and philosophy, and have edifying conversations about current world issues. How many people can boast of such a gift? But I can say with confidence that I will not take this gift for granted again; I've had to walk away from one such gift. But God, in His infinite mercy (again!) has seen it fit to allow this friendship to begin anew. The knowledge that we can once again be friends, base our friendship in the Lord, and walk the path of life together, hopefully leading each other closer to salvation with each step, brings great joy and peace to me. Even with my friends in seminary to whom I can only talk on occasion (or not at all, in the case of my dear brother Nick!), I know that the bond between us is stronger than the friendships between most people, because they're rooted as deeply as a human friendship can go - in Christ Himself. I'm so blessed, so grateful, for each of these wonderful people. I really can't put it in any other way.
2) The Gift of Giving. I spent a good amount of time this summer writing a single piece of music. It came to me phrase by phrase, parts of it just the melody, parts in a whole choral texture. I wrote this piece of music to St. Ignatius Loyola's challenging prayer known as the Suscipe for the occasion of my Jesuit spiritual director's final vows ceremony. I was able to sing in the choir that provided the music for the Mass, and the choir graciously agreed to sing my piece. It went very well, and I was pleased with it, but having Father come up to me later and express his gratitude really touched me; giving a gift to someone truly is its own reward. Another example of this: a coworker recently suggested that we get a group together to go Christmas caroling at a nursing home in the city. I agreed to help out, but spent the day yesterday hoping it wouldn't work so I could go home after work. Thankfully, that didn't happen. We went around the nursing home singing, and seeing the expressions on the men's and women's faces as we went around was such a joy. I feel like I got more out of it than they did. Watching the bedridden tap their toes to our songs of Christ's birth was one of the most rewarding things I've done in a while. And it was a corporal work of mercy, too! God gives us so many opportunities to love others and share His love, so many opportunities for grace, that we often shrug our shoulders, as I did earlier yesterday, and shuffle along our own "merry" ways, and completely miss the gifts He is, in reality, offering to US!
3) The Gift of Reason. People try to use reason against Catholics, saying that belief in Catholicism (or in God at all), is irrational, unrealistic, etc. I won't go into all the reasons that I've come to believe and be convinced of my faith THROUGH my reason, logic, rationality, study, et alii, as that would take hours, days, even years to communicate, and possibly never exhaustively, but I will say that, in relation to me being ok with God taking His time in revealing His will to me, I won't fight it because I know I can't. I know in my heart that He is in control, and that I must surrender myself to the guidance of His holy will. With His love and grace, I am rich enough, and I will ask for nothing more. Things will happen when He sees that it is best. And not before then. No sense in worrying myself.
So that's the nutshell version of why I'm suddenly deciding that I need to be patient and trusting. (Funny thing about patience, by the way - every time I pray for this particular virtue, God gives me moooore than enough times to practice it. I usually fail.) Now let's see if I can keep it up. But I can say with confidence that I have seen much fruit from it already, and that omnia possum in eo qui me confortat - I can do all things through Him Who strengthens me. (Philippians 4:13)
I can't end this post without mentioning Our Blessed Lady on the Feast of her Immaculate Conception (December 8). If you're reading this, remember that it is a Holy Day of Obligation - Ita ad Missam! Go to Mass!
(On another note...it's amazing how much can happen in a year. I can only hope that the next year proves as beneficial as this year has. Fiat. Deo gratias.)
--ad majorem Dei gloriam et animam salutem.--
God has been so good to me. Seriously, He's taking care of me. He knows what He's doing, and has deemed it best that I, apparently, don't. And for the first time in my life, I think I'm ok with that. I'm ok with not knowing what will come next. I'm ok with not knowing what I'll be doing this time next year. I'm ok with being in this cramped city with crazy people running around everywhere. I'm ok with my emotional and personal state of being. I'm ok with having little more than my job, a few friends, and my God. Because this is where He's asked me to be, this is where I'll stay until He leads me elsewhere, and this is what He's given me; no more and no less. I have what I have because He, in His knowledge, mercy, justice, wisdom, and love, has deemed it necessary that I have it. I do not have what I do not because He knows it is better for me to either wait or do without. I know this sounds uncharacteristic of me, so here are a couple of concrete reasons why all of this is suddenly ok...
1) The Gift of True Friendship. I have the most fantastic friends in all the world, because nearly all of them are rooted first and foremost in Christ. We pray Rosaries, go to Mass, talk theology and philosophy, and have edifying conversations about current world issues. How many people can boast of such a gift? But I can say with confidence that I will not take this gift for granted again; I've had to walk away from one such gift. But God, in His infinite mercy (again!) has seen it fit to allow this friendship to begin anew. The knowledge that we can once again be friends, base our friendship in the Lord, and walk the path of life together, hopefully leading each other closer to salvation with each step, brings great joy and peace to me. Even with my friends in seminary to whom I can only talk on occasion (or not at all, in the case of my dear brother Nick!), I know that the bond between us is stronger than the friendships between most people, because they're rooted as deeply as a human friendship can go - in Christ Himself. I'm so blessed, so grateful, for each of these wonderful people. I really can't put it in any other way.
2) The Gift of Giving. I spent a good amount of time this summer writing a single piece of music. It came to me phrase by phrase, parts of it just the melody, parts in a whole choral texture. I wrote this piece of music to St. Ignatius Loyola's challenging prayer known as the Suscipe for the occasion of my Jesuit spiritual director's final vows ceremony. I was able to sing in the choir that provided the music for the Mass, and the choir graciously agreed to sing my piece. It went very well, and I was pleased with it, but having Father come up to me later and express his gratitude really touched me; giving a gift to someone truly is its own reward. Another example of this: a coworker recently suggested that we get a group together to go Christmas caroling at a nursing home in the city. I agreed to help out, but spent the day yesterday hoping it wouldn't work so I could go home after work. Thankfully, that didn't happen. We went around the nursing home singing, and seeing the expressions on the men's and women's faces as we went around was such a joy. I feel like I got more out of it than they did. Watching the bedridden tap their toes to our songs of Christ's birth was one of the most rewarding things I've done in a while. And it was a corporal work of mercy, too! God gives us so many opportunities to love others and share His love, so many opportunities for grace, that we often shrug our shoulders, as I did earlier yesterday, and shuffle along our own "merry" ways, and completely miss the gifts He is, in reality, offering to US!
3) The Gift of Reason. People try to use reason against Catholics, saying that belief in Catholicism (or in God at all), is irrational, unrealistic, etc. I won't go into all the reasons that I've come to believe and be convinced of my faith THROUGH my reason, logic, rationality, study, et alii, as that would take hours, days, even years to communicate, and possibly never exhaustively, but I will say that, in relation to me being ok with God taking His time in revealing His will to me, I won't fight it because I know I can't. I know in my heart that He is in control, and that I must surrender myself to the guidance of His holy will. With His love and grace, I am rich enough, and I will ask for nothing more. Things will happen when He sees that it is best. And not before then. No sense in worrying myself.
So that's the nutshell version of why I'm suddenly deciding that I need to be patient and trusting. (Funny thing about patience, by the way - every time I pray for this particular virtue, God gives me moooore than enough times to practice it. I usually fail.) Now let's see if I can keep it up. But I can say with confidence that I have seen much fruit from it already, and that omnia possum in eo qui me confortat - I can do all things through Him Who strengthens me. (Philippians 4:13)
I can't end this post without mentioning Our Blessed Lady on the Feast of her Immaculate Conception (December 8). If you're reading this, remember that it is a Holy Day of Obligation - Ita ad Missam! Go to Mass!
(On another note...it's amazing how much can happen in a year. I can only hope that the next year proves as beneficial as this year has. Fiat. Deo gratias.)
--ad majorem Dei gloriam et animam salutem.--
Monday, December 6, 2010
Dealing with Heretics 101
A course in the art of the disposal of heretics, taught by the man of the hour, Saint Nicholas (whose feast is is today, December 6).
A fantastic article about the h-slap: the proper way to deal with heretics. Compliments of a friend of mine via facebook. Take notes and enjoy. ;-)
http://cantuar.blogspot.com/2009/12/st-nicholas-he-who-punches-heretics-in.html
A fantastic article about the h-slap: the proper way to deal with heretics. Compliments of a friend of mine via facebook. Take notes and enjoy. ;-)
http://cantuar.blogspot.com/2009/12/st-nicholas-he-who-punches-heretics-in.html
More hate speech. Time for action. Write the White House.
Fr. Z recently posted on an anti-Catholic joke made by a White House speechwriter. It's extremely offensive, unfair, and biased. I just wrote a comment and sent it to the White House. I would encourage all of you to do the same. http://www.whitehouse.gov/contact Below is my original letter - feel free to use it, modify it, or write one yourself. If this offends us, we can no longer remain silent.
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Dear Sirs,
I write to you with the utmost respect, but what I have to say deserves your attention and action.
Recently, White House Speechwriter Jon Lovett cracked a joke about TSA's new screening policies, and about the "defrocked priests" who, when employed with TSA, would be able to "lend a…Well, not lend a hand, but you know.”
This, while perhaps seen as humourous by some, is really a blatant attack on Catholic Christians throughout the world. 22% of Americans call themselves Catholic. While not all will find this offensive, and while not all who do will write to you, I would like to humbly but firmly request that someone apologize for this statement. Had this been a joke at a Muslim's expense, or at a homosexual's expense, or at an ethnic minority's expense, it would be labeled as hate speech and immediately retracted. It saddens and offends me that Mr. Lovett's words have gone this long without retraction or apology. America has certainly set a double standard in this case, and I cannot stand idly by and watch my beliefs and the 99% of faithful Catholic priests attacked in a poorly-thought-out joke by someone so esteemed in the White House.
I hope that something is done about this swiftly. Thank you kindly for your time and for your attention in this matter.
Respectfully yours,
[Name]
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Dear Sirs,
I write to you with the utmost respect, but what I have to say deserves your attention and action.
Recently, White House Speechwriter Jon Lovett cracked a joke about TSA's new screening policies, and about the "defrocked priests" who, when employed with TSA, would be able to "lend a…Well, not lend a hand, but you know.”
This, while perhaps seen as humourous by some, is really a blatant attack on Catholic Christians throughout the world. 22% of Americans call themselves Catholic. While not all will find this offensive, and while not all who do will write to you, I would like to humbly but firmly request that someone apologize for this statement. Had this been a joke at a Muslim's expense, or at a homosexual's expense, or at an ethnic minority's expense, it would be labeled as hate speech and immediately retracted. It saddens and offends me that Mr. Lovett's words have gone this long without retraction or apology. America has certainly set a double standard in this case, and I cannot stand idly by and watch my beliefs and the 99% of faithful Catholic priests attacked in a poorly-thought-out joke by someone so esteemed in the White House.
I hope that something is done about this swiftly. Thank you kindly for your time and for your attention in this matter.
Respectfully yours,
[Name]
Monday, November 29, 2010
Anti-Christ Christmas Ad
Father Z at WDTPRS has a very interesting post and poll about a Christmas ad that targets...Christians?! This prompts the question in my mind: When does "free speech" become "hate speech"? Is there such a thing in America anymore? Why do Catholics allow the media and anti-Christians to walk on us? Why not stand up for our beliefs and make a fuss ourselves? (I had an entry on this last month.) Turning the other cheek is one thing. But even Christ upset tables in the Temple.
God, grant us the grace to never be complacent.
God, grant us the grace to never be complacent.
Wednesday, November 24, 2010
Made for Another World
I have just come to an important realization. I will never - ever - be satisfied. No one can give me what I truly want. I can't win it for myself, nor can it be achieved through luck or hard work. I will never be satisfied.
I want peace. I want happiness. I want joy. I want Love. And only God can fulfill these desires in my heart. Our hearts are restless until they rest in Thee. - St. Augustine, "Confessions"
Some things will bring me closer. Others further away. To help myself get to this unattainable-in-this-life goal, I must cling to those things that bring me close to my Goal, and shun those that do not.
When I moved to San Francisco, I missed home terribly. When I got over that, I missed Ave Maria horribly. I visited Ave Maria last weekend and home this weekend. Surprise, surprise...this isn't cutting it either. Certainly there are things or people or experiences along the way that leave me teetering on the edge of what I want, but, in the end, they can only bring me so far. The rest can truly only be filled by Christ's love for me - and my cooperation in that Love.
This is what I strive for. If I find in myself a desire which no experience in this world can satisfy, the most probable explanation is that I was made for another world. - C.S. Lewis, "Mere Christianity"
Sometimes I think that religious life would be easier. I'd get to pray, read, work, and truly do all for the glory of God without the distractions and ho-hum-ness of daily secular life. Being in the world is a trial not easily overcome.
I'm truly thankful (and not just because tomorrow is Thanksgiving Day) for all of my friends who have brought me closer to this ultimate goal, who continue to inspire me to lead a good life, who encourage me when I feel like I can't go on, and who never let me rest when I do something to hinder my progress along the road to salvation. I can only pray that one day, I can return even a small part of this huge favour.
Oremus pro invicem.
I want peace. I want happiness. I want joy. I want Love. And only God can fulfill these desires in my heart. Our hearts are restless until they rest in Thee. - St. Augustine, "Confessions"
Some things will bring me closer. Others further away. To help myself get to this unattainable-in-this-life goal, I must cling to those things that bring me close to my Goal, and shun those that do not.
When I moved to San Francisco, I missed home terribly. When I got over that, I missed Ave Maria horribly. I visited Ave Maria last weekend and home this weekend. Surprise, surprise...this isn't cutting it either. Certainly there are things or people or experiences along the way that leave me teetering on the edge of what I want, but, in the end, they can only bring me so far. The rest can truly only be filled by Christ's love for me - and my cooperation in that Love.
This is what I strive for. If I find in myself a desire which no experience in this world can satisfy, the most probable explanation is that I was made for another world. - C.S. Lewis, "Mere Christianity"
Sometimes I think that religious life would be easier. I'd get to pray, read, work, and truly do all for the glory of God without the distractions and ho-hum-ness of daily secular life. Being in the world is a trial not easily overcome.
I'm truly thankful (and not just because tomorrow is Thanksgiving Day) for all of my friends who have brought me closer to this ultimate goal, who continue to inspire me to lead a good life, who encourage me when I feel like I can't go on, and who never let me rest when I do something to hinder my progress along the road to salvation. I can only pray that one day, I can return even a small part of this huge favour.
Oremus pro invicem.
Tuesday, November 16, 2010
Forgiveness
It is my humble but strong opinion that the words "I forgive you" are the most powerful that can be spoken by a human person. More powerful, even, than "I love you".Forgiveness presupposes profound love, humility, and freedom. It encompasses love entirely. Giving up your own pride and stubbornness, especially about something you yourself are not at fault over, something that you could justify holding onto, but instead choosing the good of another - THEN, you have managed to love as Christ loved.
Even Christ, in His last moments before His glorious death, spent His breath forgiving the penitent thief and granting him eternal life. Love consecrates, but forgiveness redeems.
"Blessed are the merciful, for they shall obtain mercy."
"Father, forgive them; they know not what they do."
Sunday, November 14, 2010
Byzantine Chant
In other news...a friend of mine introduced me to a fantastic internet radio site: Ancient Faith Radio. Lots of fantastic Byzantine chant on there. Check it out!
The Death of My Voice
As a soprano, my throat is of the utmost importance. It's pretty much the only part of me that I cannot tolerate not working properly. Broken arm, ok, I can deal with it. Broken ankle, I'm used to it. Colds, headaches, back pain, ok, I'll live. But a persistent sore throat that has become swollen to the point of me not being able to sing strongly at all, and not make a sound a 6th above middle C? That's a problem. A big one. I went in for choir rehearsal before Mass this morning and couldn't sing at all. It's as if my throat hired an assassin. "HEY, she's been working us too hard again, and we won't stand for it. *whisper whisper whisper*" They planned a sabotage/sting operation whilst I was asleep last week and, unfortunately, my immune system let me down.
I've only had it this bad once before - and that was the beginning of 2010 when I had to go through all sorts of trouble - a specialist, a really expensive look at my throat, steroids, not speaking for a week, then NSAIDs, then strength training, and not singing for a MONTH. Not my idea of fun. So I hope this passes quickly.
Other than the death of my poor throat, it's been a good weekend. No updates to report about the curveballs previously mentioned. Something about the "P" word...what was that again? Oh right, patience. Clearly not one of my virtues!
I've only had it this bad once before - and that was the beginning of 2010 when I had to go through all sorts of trouble - a specialist, a really expensive look at my throat, steroids, not speaking for a week, then NSAIDs, then strength training, and not singing for a MONTH. Not my idea of fun. So I hope this passes quickly.Other than the death of my poor throat, it's been a good weekend. No updates to report about the curveballs previously mentioned. Something about the "P" word...what was that again? Oh right, patience. Clearly not one of my virtues!
Thursday, November 11, 2010
Flight Risk
I was a flight risk
With a fear of falling
Wondering why we bother with love
If it never lasts
(Taylor Swift, "Mine")
Every time I wish that something would go right and then STAY that way (and YES, I'm speaking in general, not specifically about love), I remember that God made me a promise. When I was at my lowest, He made me a promise that He had something better in store for me. That I could have been happy with what I was lamenting, but that He had something better. Whenever I say that I can't go on, this promise rings in my ears. He has never let me down before, nor has He ever failed to deliver on a promise He's made. I have no choice but to take everything with a grain of salt (or two), and wait patiently for Him.
My soul is waiting for the Lord, more than watchmen for the daybreak. Let the watchmen count on daybreak, and Israel on the Lord.
(From Psalm 129)
It's not a matter of "if". It's a matter of "when". And I would fail to be faithful to my state in life if I preoccupied myself with the future...or with the past. As Fr. McTeigue always tells me: "Patience is being present to the present." (He also tells me, quite sarcastically: "Don't worry; I just know. Everything will be ooooooooooo-kay! LOL)
According to the multitude of my sorrows in my heart, Thy comforts have given joy to my soul.
(Psalm 93:19)
Joy is an objective reality. Joy is NOT synonymous with happiness. But being joyful is a choice, and a duty. It is a gift from God, and something to be responded to. I'm striving to be the woman that God created me to be...and He certainly didn't create me to be crabby and depressed and edgy all the time. Relapsing into those categories would be, at this point, sinful.
With a fear of falling
Wondering why we bother with love
If it never lasts
(Taylor Swift, "Mine")
Every time I wish that something would go right and then STAY that way (and YES, I'm speaking in general, not specifically about love), I remember that God made me a promise. When I was at my lowest, He made me a promise that He had something better in store for me. That I could have been happy with what I was lamenting, but that He had something better. Whenever I say that I can't go on, this promise rings in my ears. He has never let me down before, nor has He ever failed to deliver on a promise He's made. I have no choice but to take everything with a grain of salt (or two), and wait patiently for Him.
My soul is waiting for the Lord, more than watchmen for the daybreak. Let the watchmen count on daybreak, and Israel on the Lord.
(From Psalm 129)
It's not a matter of "if". It's a matter of "when". And I would fail to be faithful to my state in life if I preoccupied myself with the future...or with the past. As Fr. McTeigue always tells me: "Patience is being present to the present." (He also tells me, quite sarcastically: "Don't worry; I just know. Everything will be ooooooooooo-kay! LOL)
According to the multitude of my sorrows in my heart, Thy comforts have given joy to my soul.
(Psalm 93:19)
Joy is an objective reality. Joy is NOT synonymous with happiness. But being joyful is a choice, and a duty. It is a gift from God, and something to be responded to. I'm striving to be the woman that God created me to be...and He certainly didn't create me to be crabby and depressed and edgy all the time. Relapsing into those categories would be, at this point, sinful.
Tuesday, November 9, 2010
Suffering
"Impassibilis est Deus, sed non incompassibilis." God cannot suffer, but He can suffer with. - Pope Benedict XVI
As I was walking to work this morning, I began my Rosary. It takes an enormous amount of concentration for me to do this, partially because it's morning and I haven't had coffee yet, and partially because walking through Golden Gate Park, there are so many beautiful things to look at! Consequently, I only got one decade prayed. Today is Tuesday - the Sorrowful Mysteries. As I was walking and praying and meditating, this line from Pope Benedict kept going through my head: Impassibilis est Deus... I began to wonder. How could God NOT suffer? Christ was fully man and fully God, and He seemed to have suffered unthinkable sufferings in the Agony in the Garden, much less through the other events recounted in the Sorrowful Mysteries. He suffered the worst tortures, and died the most horrendous death on the Cross. And Pope Benedict's statement didn't make a lot of sense to me, until I thought about it as a whole: ...sed non incompassibilis.
"Passibilis", Latin, meaning "capable of feeling or suffering, susceptible to emotion"
Im- being a negating prefix
-com- being a linking word to mean "with"
God can not only not suffer, but He is incapable of suffering altogether. He cares so much for mankind, however, that He deigned to descend to earth to suffer alongside our own suffering.
When Christ was agonizing in the Garden of Gethsemane, He saw the sinfulness of mankind in its totality. He agonized with us, on our behalf, not for His own sake. He assumed upon Himself the burden of our offenses.
We are never alone in our suffering. Christ has already suffered-with us...suffered in our stead. How little are our cares and sufferings in comparison to the burden He has shouldered for us. And how ungrateful am I to persevere in my sinfulness, pride, and misery.
As I was walking to work this morning, I began my Rosary. It takes an enormous amount of concentration for me to do this, partially because it's morning and I haven't had coffee yet, and partially because walking through Golden Gate Park, there are so many beautiful things to look at! Consequently, I only got one decade prayed. Today is Tuesday - the Sorrowful Mysteries. As I was walking and praying and meditating, this line from Pope Benedict kept going through my head: Impassibilis est Deus... I began to wonder. How could God NOT suffer? Christ was fully man and fully God, and He seemed to have suffered unthinkable sufferings in the Agony in the Garden, much less through the other events recounted in the Sorrowful Mysteries. He suffered the worst tortures, and died the most horrendous death on the Cross. And Pope Benedict's statement didn't make a lot of sense to me, until I thought about it as a whole: ...sed non incompassibilis.
"Passibilis", Latin, meaning "capable of feeling or suffering, susceptible to emotion"
Im- being a negating prefix
-com- being a linking word to mean "with"
God can not only not suffer, but He is incapable of suffering altogether. He cares so much for mankind, however, that He deigned to descend to earth to suffer alongside our own suffering.
When Christ was agonizing in the Garden of Gethsemane, He saw the sinfulness of mankind in its totality. He agonized with us, on our behalf, not for His own sake. He assumed upon Himself the burden of our offenses.
We are never alone in our suffering. Christ has already suffered-with us...suffered in our stead. How little are our cares and sufferings in comparison to the burden He has shouldered for us. And how ungrateful am I to persevere in my sinfulness, pride, and misery.
Sunday, November 7, 2010
Curveballs, Fire, and Critique
I am copying Meryl's blog format for this post. You will find below three sections. 1) My life, 2) A reflection on Purgatory, and 3) Something controversial.
SECTION ONE: Baseball on the mind...?
God likes to throw odd pitches to me at very strategic times, I've noticed. Maybe He thinks I'm a good hitter and wants to challenge me...maybe it's a warning to say I should look out...maybe it's a test...maybe it's just Him laughing at me. I don't know. Sometimes He throws a curveball and I don't anticipate it (or know how to swing!), and sometimes He'll throw a slider and I'll basically run into the ground. Whatever it is, it means that He's telling me something. Oh, that I had ears to hear!
I got a pitch thrown at me recently, and it's in slow motion, so I'm not even sure if it IS a curveball. All I know is that God is true to His word. He told me that He has my life worked out for me. So I guess I should stop worrying about the pitch and let Him tell me whether or not to swing instead of analyzing it from a thousand different angles. Cooperation is the key.
SECTION TWO: A little more serious.
In dealing with frustrating situations, knowing that cooperation with God's grace and the situations in which I find myself can be directed toward a greater End: the greater glory of God and the salvation of my soul and of those souls around me. It's important to remember that every action, every thought, every inclination, will be examined on the day of Judgment. Everything will lead us further from Christ or closer to Him. And we'll have to give an account of everything...EVERYTHING...at the end of our lives. Modern society likes to tell us that there are no consequences, no rules, and nothing to worry about during life, and that there's nothing awaiting us after we die. The Church knows something different...consequences are real, rules effectively gives us freedom rather than slavery, and that, after we pass from this fleeting life...there is Heaven or Hell forever.
This morning, Canon Jean-Marie Moreau, ICKSP, gave a homily that was nothing short of shocking. It's the month of November (in your charity, please stop reading and say a prayer for the poor souls in Purgatory. Pater Noster...Ave Maria...Gloria Patri...), so Father preached on the reality of Purgatory. He said that the fire we know here on earth is a fire that was created for our convenience: cooking, heating, purifying, etc. The fires in Purgatory are the same as the fires in Hell. They were created for our inconvenience, for punishment. The souls in Purgatory yearn to be relieved of their suffering and to be united with God. They can no longer help themselves while they are in Purgatory. They rely on OUR prayers.
SECTION THREE: Some of you may not like this....
...but I've been reading Alice von Hildebrand's critique on Christopher West's take on A Theology of the Body, the popular work by Pope John Paul II on the meaning of human sexuality and love, and its relation to the Divine Persons. Having read both the TOB (for a class at Ave Maria) and Alice von Hildebrand's critique, I very much recommend it to you. The reason I bring this up at all is because I've gotten a few emails from an FSSP priest with various different resources on thoughts of the TOB. (Side Note: He highly recommends reading St. Teresa of Avila's Interior Castle or St. Francis de Sales' Introduction to the Devout Life instead. I must agree with him; trying to explore such mysteries without careful thought, great wisdom, and constant guidance is very dangerous. Spiritual reading by the Doctors of the Church and the mystics is more edifying, tried-and-true, and conducive to salvation.) However, if you are a TOB fan (or not!), you may find Mrs. von Hildebrand's reflections to be thought-provoking and beneficial to your own understanding. You can find the link here.
SECTION ONE: Baseball on the mind...?
God likes to throw odd pitches to me at very strategic times, I've noticed. Maybe He thinks I'm a good hitter and wants to challenge me...maybe it's a warning to say I should look out...maybe it's a test...maybe it's just Him laughing at me. I don't know. Sometimes He throws a curveball and I don't anticipate it (or know how to swing!), and sometimes He'll throw a slider and I'll basically run into the ground. Whatever it is, it means that He's telling me something. Oh, that I had ears to hear!
I got a pitch thrown at me recently, and it's in slow motion, so I'm not even sure if it IS a curveball. All I know is that God is true to His word. He told me that He has my life worked out for me. So I guess I should stop worrying about the pitch and let Him tell me whether or not to swing instead of analyzing it from a thousand different angles. Cooperation is the key.
SECTION TWO: A little more serious.
In dealing with frustrating situations, knowing that cooperation with God's grace and the situations in which I find myself can be directed toward a greater End: the greater glory of God and the salvation of my soul and of those souls around me. It's important to remember that every action, every thought, every inclination, will be examined on the day of Judgment. Everything will lead us further from Christ or closer to Him. And we'll have to give an account of everything...EVERYTHING...at the end of our lives. Modern society likes to tell us that there are no consequences, no rules, and nothing to worry about during life, and that there's nothing awaiting us after we die. The Church knows something different...consequences are real, rules effectively gives us freedom rather than slavery, and that, after we pass from this fleeting life...there is Heaven or Hell forever.
This morning, Canon Jean-Marie Moreau, ICKSP, gave a homily that was nothing short of shocking. It's the month of November (in your charity, please stop reading and say a prayer for the poor souls in Purgatory. Pater Noster...Ave Maria...Gloria Patri...), so Father preached on the reality of Purgatory. He said that the fire we know here on earth is a fire that was created for our convenience: cooking, heating, purifying, etc. The fires in Purgatory are the same as the fires in Hell. They were created for our inconvenience, for punishment. The souls in Purgatory yearn to be relieved of their suffering and to be united with God. They can no longer help themselves while they are in Purgatory. They rely on OUR prayers.
SECTION THREE: Some of you may not like this....
...but I've been reading Alice von Hildebrand's critique on Christopher West's take on A Theology of the Body, the popular work by Pope John Paul II on the meaning of human sexuality and love, and its relation to the Divine Persons. Having read both the TOB (for a class at Ave Maria) and Alice von Hildebrand's critique, I very much recommend it to you. The reason I bring this up at all is because I've gotten a few emails from an FSSP priest with various different resources on thoughts of the TOB. (Side Note: He highly recommends reading St. Teresa of Avila's Interior Castle or St. Francis de Sales' Introduction to the Devout Life instead. I must agree with him; trying to explore such mysteries without careful thought, great wisdom, and constant guidance is very dangerous. Spiritual reading by the Doctors of the Church and the mystics is more edifying, tried-and-true, and conducive to salvation.) However, if you are a TOB fan (or not!), you may find Mrs. von Hildebrand's reflections to be thought-provoking and beneficial to your own understanding. You can find the link here.
Wednesday, October 27, 2010
When life gives you lemons...
Chuck them at people!
Not that I have any lemons at present. :) I just heard that yesterday on "Lie to Me" and thought it was brilliant. On to better, greater thoughts...
America has set such a double standard. If anyone twitches in the general direction of a Muslim, the media is outraged, nonsensical comments get posted on CNN, and people think it'll cause a nuclear strike against America in the coming weeks. But when the Democratic party in Minnesota blatently attacks the Catholic Church, there are no such headlines, no outrages, no snide comments, no nothing. On the one hand, we must be doing something right. On the other...when will we stand up and fight for what we believe in? Part of the reason that Islam is so powerful is that they are convinced of what they believe and will stop at nothing to achieve their goals. When will Catholics have the same convictions? Of course I'm not advocating blowing up people that don't believe as we do. I am, however, advocating a renewal of true Catholic activism. There's a lot of junk surrounding us in these days, and, as Catholics and as missionaries in the truest sense, it's our responsibility and obligation to work through it, be faithful, and save souls. I don't care if you're a layman, husband, wife, student, child, priest, religious, bishop, the Pope, or run-of-the-mill apathetic cafeteria Catholic. By virtue of your baptism and confirmation, you signed up in Christ's army. Now it's time to fight the battles. If you don't like it, don't pretend!!
"I know thy works, that thou art neither cold nor hot. I would thou wert cold or hot. But because thou art lukewarm and neither cold nor hot, I will begin to vomit thee out of my mouth." Apocalypse 3:15-16
Not that I have any lemons at present. :) I just heard that yesterday on "Lie to Me" and thought it was brilliant. On to better, greater thoughts...
America has set such a double standard. If anyone twitches in the general direction of a Muslim, the media is outraged, nonsensical comments get posted on CNN, and people think it'll cause a nuclear strike against America in the coming weeks. But when the Democratic party in Minnesota blatently attacks the Catholic Church, there are no such headlines, no outrages, no snide comments, no nothing. On the one hand, we must be doing something right. On the other...when will we stand up and fight for what we believe in? Part of the reason that Islam is so powerful is that they are convinced of what they believe and will stop at nothing to achieve their goals. When will Catholics have the same convictions? Of course I'm not advocating blowing up people that don't believe as we do. I am, however, advocating a renewal of true Catholic activism. There's a lot of junk surrounding us in these days, and, as Catholics and as missionaries in the truest sense, it's our responsibility and obligation to work through it, be faithful, and save souls. I don't care if you're a layman, husband, wife, student, child, priest, religious, bishop, the Pope, or run-of-the-mill apathetic cafeteria Catholic. By virtue of your baptism and confirmation, you signed up in Christ's army. Now it's time to fight the battles. If you don't like it, don't pretend!!
"I know thy works, that thou art neither cold nor hot. I would thou wert cold or hot. But because thou art lukewarm and neither cold nor hot, I will begin to vomit thee out of my mouth." Apocalypse 3:15-16
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