Examen prayer, Thursday 2/23

Thursday: Prayer, Fasting, Almsgiving

We have officially entered the Lenten season. At yesterday’s all-school Mass, we heard proclaimed as our Gospel reading a portion of the Sermon on the Mount from St. Matthew’s Gospel. In this famous text, our Lord instructs us on how to properly rely on the three major pillars of the Lenten spiritual life – prayer, fasting and almsgiving.

It is important to note the focus our Lord gives to these three practices. The focus Jesus gives prayer, fasting and almsgiving is exactly the opposite to how we are naturally inclined to orient them.

Think: When we give alms, we naturally want to praise ourselves – and make sure others do as well. When we fast, we are tempted to be gloomy and irritable, focusing on the pain of what we are giving up. Even when we pray, we tend to focus on ourselves – “how well we are doing”, if we’re in the right postures and saying the right words (especially with the new Mass translation!).

When we observe the three Lenten practices in this worldly way, in Jesus’ words, we “already have our reward.” That reward is nothing more than our own empty praise.

Pray: how often do I tend to focus on myself in my everyday life? In my relationships with others? In my relationship with God? (silence)

In stark contrast: Jesus’ focus is totally on the Father. It is not denial for denial’s sake that our Lord instructs us give alms secretly, to pray in your inner room, to fast quietly and cleanly. No, we do these things in this way because we do them for the sake of the Father. Isn’t that why we do these practices in the first place? To let God into our lives more completely? We pray, we fast, we give alms not that we may be glorified, but that we may more easily allow God to be glorified in us.

And when we do this, the Father Himself becomes our reward. What more could we ask for?

Pray: how can I make the focus of my life more and more the Father in heaven? How can I more concretely desire the Father as the object of my life?

Let us continually pray that the Father may become more and more the center of all our lives, and that we may desire this reality all the more.

Ash Wednesday: Examen prayer reflections

Today (for most readers, yesterday) began the great penitential season of Lent. I’ve been blessed with the opportunity to give the midday Examen prayers here at St. Ignatius in this week kicking off the Lenten journey. I’ve decided to share my three reflections with you here. (Remember they are given as a guided prayer, so perhaps you should read them as such.)

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I. Given “Shrove” Tuesday, 2/21

Tomorrow is Ash Wednesday. How do we prepare for the Lenten season?

Perhaps we should ask, what is the point of Lent? Is it something people make us do to feel bad, some authoritarian masochism? No. Is it atonement for my sins and the sins of others? Yes, but more.

Ultimately, Lent is about the question: Where do I need to make room for God in my life?

Ask yourself this question. Where do I need to make room for God in my life?

Do I have some habits that get in the way of God’s speaking to me? Perhaps: Laziness with homework, household chores, keeping up friendships; spending too much time in front of the TV, on video games, on the internet; overworking or spending too much time away from family; neglect of those who have less than I do; taking lightly God and the Church, especially Sunday Mass?

Do I lack some practices that might allow God to draw closer to me? Especially daily prayer and Sunday Eucharist; also respect for parents, love of family members, goodness to friends; openness and kindness with strangers/those who are different from me, especially the poor.

Take a moment to look at your own life and see where you can better let God in.

Choose one of these areas of your life. Tomorrow, at the all-school Ash Wednesday Mass, offer one of these areas of your life up to God [hopefully the readers already did this!], and resolve during these 40 Lenten days to let God work in that area of your life. Stay with this commitment over the next six weeks of preparing for the Paschal Triduum.

God bless you during this holy season.

St. Ignatius Loyola, pray for us. +

Kairos 152

Monday morning I was given the opportunity to join the Kairos (#152) that would be leaving the next afternoon. A combination of factors amongst the adults signed up for the retreat called for some young blood to be added to the roster. Thankfully the coordinator of the retreat, Mike Tracy (campus ministry), got a hold of Arrupe and asked if one of the AVs would like to come. Since I wouldn’t be on Pallbearer duty at all this past week, and since retreats and the theological/spiritual life are sort of my thing, I jumped on the opportunity.

I had the pleasure of being an adult on this retreat for the first time after participating and leading Kairos back in my student days. I’m happy to have been on this retreat with some excellent men of the St. Ignatius community. Amongst them were longtime friends Jerry Skoch (administration) and Hugh McManamon (college counseling). These men graduated from Ignatius only one year apart in the late 70′s, and also went to the same grade school together. It was lovely to see their friendship so strong after 40 years. What was also great to see was their obvious holiness expressed in their talks given to the kids, yes. But they expressed this holiness more often and more importantly in the way they viewed themselves, others, and the Lord in our everyday conversations at meals and around the house. Often I think it is the mark of true saints-in-the-making that, of course, they realize their sinfulness, God’s overwhelming love for them, and then they react to that love. But, even deeper, these people have a lightness of heart and excellent sense of humor and liveliness to go with that awareness and action of holiness. I’m privileged to have experienced such a presence for the past four days at the Jesuit Retreat House.

One of the motivating factors for my jumping on this retreat was the excellent lineup of student leaders. I happened to know five of the eight young men on this retreat fairly well beforehand, those five being involved in service at the school, as well as sports and good academics. Meeting the other three leaders was not a disappointment. All eight of these guys to varying high degrees expressed a strong and vibrant faith in God, a love for their families and friends, and respect for themselves by avoiding unhealthy substances and physical practices. Even moreso did this group express a very close-knit friendship and enthusiasm which was beautiful to see.

It’s edifying to go on these retreats as an adult to see how much crap some of these guys have gone through, which applies for the retreatants as well. Yes, there are the stupid decisions of sex, drugs and alcohol that are brought up, there’s the nervously-discussed topics of the different social “classes” at the school, and there’s the never-spoken-of topics of race and orientation. But what’s really striking is the things many of these young men have had to suffer at the hands of their own families. The statistic that 50% of American marriages end in divorce seemed to be incarnated in that JRH meeting room. And the tears, the wavering voices, the downcast eyes that are the result of them is only more proof that the institution of marriage and the restoration of the family is a moral crusade this generation needs to fight for.

Yet, also, redemption was recalled so often in the leaders’ talks and, to an extent, the students’ reactions (and there’s plenty of room for more redemption to occur, rest assured!). It’s wonderful to see the immediate mushy, fuzzy-feeling reactions of the juniors at the end of the retreat. But, as Fr. Canfield was speaking of during his homily the last day, it’s even more wonderful to see a group of eight young men who took the call of conversion that God made to them on Kairos and lived it out, and continue to live it out a year later (and God willing will continue to much longer). This is my prayer for the juniors who made the retreat this past week. Live it out. Believe the voice of God that spoke to you on this retreat. Trust.

As if all this weren’t enough (and of course there’s much more that I don’t have room to type here), I get to do it all again in five weeks on Kairos 155. I actually signed up for this one, so I’ll get to work with the leaders in the formation process of the retreat. I’ll also get the chance to give a talk of some sort. We’ll see what the plan of attack for that one will be. Prayers for the Kairos 152 guys, and the 155 guys upcoming, are always appreciated.

Alumni Volunteer Winter Retreat

Oddly enough, one thing that the Alumni Discernment and Volunteer Program did not feature until this year was a retreat for the young men in service to the school. A retreat would allow the young men in the program to take some time away from school and contemplate their call for the second half of, and after the volunteer year. Thankfully, with the strong support of former AVs and current Arrupe staff John Gill and Pat Valletta, the AVs, under the direction of Fr. John Libens SJ, did indeed make a retreat the first weekend of 2012.

The four of us trekked down to Hinckley Retreat House, a good 45 minute drive south of the city, Friday afternoon around 4. The Lord blessed us with beautiful weather, especially for January. Temperatures were in the mid 40′s; rain was nowhere to be seen, with nary a cloud in the sky. The brilliant sunshine illuminated well the beautiful, peaceful Hinckley landscape: one large ranch style house in the middle of a large wooded area. I could tell we were in for a fruitful weekend.

Upon arriving, the four of us claimed our rooms, set up shop quickly, and proceeded to head immediately to the SJ-famous Angie’s Pizza about ten minutes up the road. (Angie’s was a favorite stopping place of Fr. Jim Lewis, SJ during his time in Cleveland, apparently.) Here the four of us dined on a few fine pizzas and broke in the evening with good conversation. After a stop to stock up on food at the adjacent Giant Eagle, the group headed back to a darkened Hinckley house landscape for a quick meeting to discuss our hopes and plans for the retreat. After this, Fr. Libens left the three of us youngin’s the rest of the evening to relax, enjoy the house’s comforts, and of course spend some good time praying with Scripture and listening to the Lord’s promptings. We took advantage, poring a bit over the words of Jeremiah, before building a boy-scout approved fire (thanks for Andrew) for the rest of the evenings’s conversation (without TV!).

All slept in til the late late hour of ~9am Saturday morning (some of us later than others – namely, me), being dragged out of bed for hopes of bacon and eggs. Saturday morning’s conference with Fr. Libens brought us to thinking about our patterns, our habitual decision making process, and how this affects our discernment for the road ahead. Afterwards, the three of us had time more time to reflect and to explore the well-sunlit grounds. Upon coming back around noontime to discuss the fruits of our prayer, all had good things to share, especially Michael, who had a very allegorical prayer experience (which I hope he will share on the blog soon!). We wrapped up this conference fitting our experiences and reflection into the context of Ignatius’ First Principle and Foundation: “to praise, reverence and serve the Lord our God and thereby save our souls…” The morning concluded with lunch.

We once again had ample time to journal, read, reflect, or spend the time however we pleased in the first part of the afternoon. I chose to go for a run through the pretty Hinckley countryside – a very solid decision. The latter half of the afternoon was spent in one-on-one meetings with Fr. Libens to discuss how our years had been going, what we were thinking and desiring to do in the coming months and year, and how Fr. Libens could be of help to us in our journey. We also had the opportunity for some Sacraments in both Reconciliation and then Eucharist at 5pm. Both were extremely refreshing and a worthy part of any retreat experience. Also refreshing were the tender and perfectly cooked steaks the four of us enjoyed following Mass, prepared by the tag team of Michael and Andrew (thanks, guys!).

Unfortunately, Fr. Libens had been coming down with a cold all weekend and was being hit hard by eveningtide, so we essentially had the whole evening free to spend as we liked, only being advised to read the first three chapters of Mark before bed. Once again the three AVs built a fire in the fireplace and enjoyed good conversation til midnight, accompanied this time by the NFL playoffs.

Before I knew it, Sunday morning had arrived, and the last hours of our retreat had dawned. The group of four had one last conference Sunday morning tied in with the celebration of the Eucharist. These discussions placed our experiences, our prayers, and our service in the context of the person of Christ, for whom the Eucharist and service were two inseparable realities. Afterwards, we cleaned up quickly and departed back for St. Ignatius to give Fr. Libens a much needed break at home!

I’m grateful for my experiences on and the graces of this retreat, especially the quality time spent with my brother AVs after the Christmas holidays, and the graces of the Sacraments we received. I am sure that this (and perhaps another summer retreat?) will become an annual staple for the Alumni Discernment and Volunteer Program.

Final Funeral of 2011

Today I had the honor of being present and praying at the final funeral of 2011 served by the St. Joseph of Arimathea Pallbearer Society. The service, held in the furthermost corner of Calvary Cemetery, consisted of nothing more than graveside prayers and lasted no more than five minutes. In addition to a priest and the funeral home director, we seven representatives of St. Ignatius High School were the only people present at Joseph Linden’s funeral.

Those present at Joseph Linden's funeral praying for his full entry into heaven.

When I received the call for this funeral on Wednesday morning, truth be told, I had the temptation to put it off. The Arimathea ministry has been called to a few “funerals” in the past which consisted of nothing more than arriving at the cemetery, lifting the casket 50 feet from a hearse to a grave, and calling things a wrap. I wasn’t assured that things would be much different today when the caller arranging this funeral didn’t even know if there would be a service at the graveside this morning. How frustrating would it have been for the six boys to get up “early” on a day of Christmas vacation, drive 20-30 minutes to school, just to move a casket a few feet and then go home. Thankfully, in the end and after a bit of prayer & consultation, I decided this call was worth taking. If there were no priest or even a funeral home director present to lead a prayer service, I would lead one by myself.

Over the next two days, the thought of being present at this man’s burial stayed with me, right up until the trip this morning. I came to realize, slowly but surely, the great importance of our presence at Calvary Cemetery for Joseph’s interment. What seemed at first a bit like “cheap labor” was transformed into a deep understanding that we, the St. Ignatius community, truly are Joseph’s family. He may not have had any biological family left here on earth to care for him in his last moments, but he did have the six young men, some current students, some young alumni, to pray for him and his full entry into our true family in heaven, the communion of saints. I couldn’t get the thought out of my mind that, if we weren’t there to carry Joseph’s pall and pray for his soul, there may have well been no one outside that priest and that funeral home director to pray for Joseph and his entrance into the fullness of life with our Lord – a matter of no small importance! Prayerfully imagining meeting Joseph at the pearly gates, seeing his thankful face and knowing his gratitude for our prayers provided further consolation for serving his funeral, however short.

In this way, that final funeral of the 2011 calendar year consisted only of the boys (some of them alumni on Christmas break), the priest and the director was so symbolic of the importance and ultimate mission of the Arimathea ministry. I pray that all those involved in fine ministry, from the adult coordinators and drivers to the student leaders and pallbearers, may be grateful that they are so blessed and honored to be part of this sacred service.

Eternal rest grant unto him, O Lord.

Advent’s Consummation

As evening falls here in Shaker Heights, the last moments of Advent fade away with the daylight and the coming of the Light of Christmas begins. While I lounge lazily in my pajamas watching football all day, my mind wanders to these past four weeks of preparation and watchfulness. Sounds like a typical liturgical season for me: many promises, some reasonable, some unreasonably lofty, made in the days leading up to Advent; said promises held onto for a good week or two; the gradual relaxing and waning of such promises over the next week; the fall back to my same old habits and attitudes the week leading up to Christmas.

Naturally, my initial reaction to this reflection is one of frustration, or at least the temptation to be frustrated. I’ve been trying a little harder year by year to “take seriously” these seasons of preparation and penance, and every year I fall back to the same old undesirable habits and the same annoying attitudes. Why can’t I get it right this time? I’m 24 now (so old!) – I should be old enough to follow through on these commitments. If I can’t get things done right now, will I ever be able to? Such are the thoughts the evil spirit suggests that I make my own.

Thankfully, the Good Spirit helps me realize that I really have “aged” and “matured” the past few years since college graduation. (I like to think I have!) I have seen the great yet naive overzealousness of college underclassman, the same kind of healthy overzealousness I once had myself. I like to think that in the past few years, through various events of my life, the candle’s flame in my heart – one that once bounced back and forth, to and fro, and consequently didn’t get much of its work done – has begun to settle down and bit and focus on what it really needs to do. And I like to think that much of the reason for this is because I have been forced to rely much more on grace these past few years than I (seemed to) need to during my zealous undergraduate years. Now, as the wax of my candle has melted down a bit, I have around my flame some protection of the candle holder glass, grace, to make sure the wind of my pride doesn’t blow it out. I have realized more deeply how human I am, how weak and flawed I am. And more importantly, I have realized more deeply how wonderfully rich in mercy and care God is.

And so, although I have once again “failed” in my Advent resolutions, I still end up with the goal of what this Advent season is: hope. So long as one honesty pursues his resolutions, even though he fail, he cannot help but hope, knowing that the impending coming of the Lord this night is one of great mercy.

Christmas Vacation

At long last, it’s here – Christmas vacation! And, a bit to my surprise, it’s been here for almost a week already. I think I began writing this post shortly after the Christmas Food Drive on Saturday, and all of a sudden it’s Friday. Sometimes time flies when you’re not hustling and bustling all over the place all day every day.

Thankfully, my pre-Christmas preparations are quite light, so I haven’t had to do too much running around like so many others do at this time of the year. The few present I have had to buy are bought and stowed away; the people I have needed to visit have been visited. This time truly has been a break, and a fun, refreshing, and enriching one at that.

Today I embark back to the Williams household in Shaker Heights for a few days of Christmas celebration with my family and my girlfriend’s family on Christmas Eve. Upon my return to Rutilio Grande early next week, my eyes will be turned to the future, having a solid two weeks to plan for next year as much as I can before the madness of school life returns.

I hope to post some sort of collection of my thoughts on Christmas over these next few days. Let’s take this final day or two of Advent to intensely prepare for the coming of the Lord, to let our hearts desire Him in a more concrete, powerful way. Be ready, for he says to us through the liturgy, ERO CRAS – “Tomorrow I will come!”