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NEW YORK SCOUTSThe Catholic Mirror featured Catholic Scouting in the November/December 2017 issue. It profiled many dedicated boy and girl scouts. Scouting is multi-generational and Edward and Robert Parocki have shown great dedication to Catholic Scouting. The thoughts of Robert’s dad were featured last month on the diocesan blog and now Rob offers his input.

 

By Robert Paprocki

St. Mary Parish, Longmeadow

What connection do you see between Scouting and your faith?

My link to the church and my participation in the Boy Scouts of America have some inherent links, as one of the cornerstones of being a Scout is to be reverent. That is the 12th point of the Scout Law. Duty to God and Country is built into the opening of the Scout Oath, and it is certainly something that I tried to incorporate during my time as a scout. I served as my Troop’s Chaplain’s Aide. At the time the troop Chaplain was Fr. Francis Reilly who was the pastor of St. Mary’s Parish in Longmeadow. The troop is chartered out of St. Mary’s. For a number of years and on outings it was my job to try to help my fellow Scouts remain true to the Oath they take and remain reverent during trips. While talking about God didn’t really happen in my troop, it was always a little aspect of what was going on.

Why should young people get involved in Scouting?

I believe that all young people should try to get involved in Scouting. Scouting taught me a lot about how important it is to go through life prepared. Many of the skills that I learned through the Programs offered by the Boy Scouts of America have served me well over the years. Outdoor skills, understanding wildlife and survival, interpersonal skills, and much more are available through the program. It’s also a wonderful opportunity for kids to meet people that they may not have necessarily known otherwise. Two of my best friends, for example, would have been completely unknown to me had it not been for the Scouting program.

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While Scouting taught me a lot, I fully understand the program isn’t suited for everyone, nor are certain parts of the program suited for everyone. I think that, even if it’s just for a year, every Boy should try getting involved in Scouting at some point. The doors opened by advancement in Scouting are numerous and can follow you through life. That said, I myself never earned the rank of Eagle Scout. I was much more involved in Scouting for the opportunities to do things that I would have never gotten to do otherwise, as well as the camaraderie. Some people will get the most out of Scouting by focusing on advancement, others will benefit the most by going through in the same way that I did.

What is your current role?

My current role in Scouting is as an Adult Leader with Troop 90 Longmeadow. There’s not much for me to do on a week-to-week basis at our meetings, but when kids need help with something that I know about, I do my best to provide assistance. I also participated for two years on the staff of the Summer Camp run at Horace A. Moses Scout Reservation in Russell, MA. We are members of the General Knox district of the Western Massachusetts Council. People who want to get involved/want to find their nearest troop should contact the District Executive, Alex Cantor at (413) 594-9196 ext. 7031

 

 

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ART HOLIDAY TRADITION

By Jessie Arabik

“I met God’s will on a Halloween night; he was dressed as a bag of leaves.”  Martina McBride sings these lyrics about a disabled boy who taught her about the most important part of life in a simple, profound way.  “The boy showed me the truth; in crayon red, on notebook paper, he’d written, “Me and God love you.”  The lyrics develop the connection between a small boy named Will and the will of God for our lives.  Meeting God’s will can be surprising, mysterious, but can also be found in the ordinary events of life.

Did you ever have a dream or a goal, but face a series of obstacles so unexpected that you started to reconsider your path?  Certainly, sometimes we are meant to fight and overcome obstacles, but it is also possible that a surplus of obstacles might be God’s way of turning us away from one option and towards something better.

Did you ever have a problem solved in a perfect way?  Some situation in your life where all these seemingly random pieces fell into place to make a solution that you could not have seen possible.  God works in the lives of all His people simultaneously.  This means that He can orchestrate a complex solution that solves many problems at the same times.  We become part of the solution for another person, just as they do for us.

Did you ever feel a strong pull to pray for something specific at an unexpected time?  Abraham Lincoln is quoted as saying, “I have been driven many times upon my knees by the overwhelming conviction that I had nowhere else to go. My own wisdom and that of all about me seemed insufficient for that day.”  The Holy Spirit may inspire us to spend time in prayer to help us cooperate with God’s will at that moment.

May we all find a way to meet the will of God in our lives.

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Recently, The Catholic Mirror featured a story on Catholic scouting. Several people were interviewed. Many offered important and inspiring comments. Ed Paprocki of St.Mary Parish in Longmeadow took the time to respond to several questions about his experiences with scouting. He has been involved since he was a boy. Enjoy his thoughts below.

Please explain your role in scouting.

I have been in Scouting since I was 11, on and off, but for the last 20 odd years back in the on mode.  I am the “Charter Organization Representative” (COR) for Troop 90, Longmeadow.  Troop 90 is sponsored by St. Mary’s R.C. Church of Longmeadow.  As the COR, I am the liaison between the Troop and St. Mary’s.  In this role, I work to keep the Parish informed if there are things that may affect the Troop-Church relations, coordinate with our Pastor the Troop’s enrollment, and see the Troop maintains itself as an extension of the Parish in their activities.  In addition, I am an Assistant Scoutmaster, supporting the Troop activities and the boy’s advancement in Scouting while trying to bring new ideas to the boys for activities and learning experiences.  When I am not involved with the Troop, I support the Scout Council’s Scout Camp, Horace A. Moses Scout Reservation in Russell, with maintenance activities.  When time permits, I still support the Theodore Roosevelt Council of Long Island, New York which is my “home Council” at their camp, Onteora Scout Reservation in Livingston Manor, New York.  Lastly, I was asked to be on the National Council’s “National Camp Assessment Program” team for the Northeast region.  In this roll, myself and a host of Scouters visit other Scout Camps in the Northeast to see they are conducting good Scouting programs and the camp are being kept up to the Nation Council’s standards.

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What has it meant to be able to do something like this with your son?

When I was a Scout and a young adult leader, I completely enjoyed the Scouting Program.  I did hiking, camping, cooking, community service projects, white water canoeing, two weeks of summer camping with my Troop, taught boys much younger than myself scouting and life skills at the Troop level and as a Camp Staff member for 7 summers.  More importantly, I was doing things and learning things that could not be done in a typical school setting.  Many of these activities were outdoor activities.  It was simply a lot of fun.

When Robert was old enough to join Scouts (he first entered Cub Scouts at the age of 7), I asked him if he was interested in it.  From the stories I told, he wanted to try it out to see what it was about.  I became reactivated in Scouts at that time to be a part of his experience and to return to the fun of Scouting I had enjoyed when I was his age.  Together we completed Cub Scouts, and he continued with the Boys Scouts at the age of 11.  Here is where I got involved with Troop 90.  I assisted when asked for help and I watched him grow in his abilities and learning experience with the Troop, much the way I did in my young Scouting days.  He enjoyed doing the activities and learning different things.

One of the best trips we did as a Troop, and father and son, as a 10 days super trip with the Troop to South Dakota.  We did a lot exploring the sights of the Black Hills and learned a lot of the history of the area.  We, as a Troop, we able to do the Flag Retirement at Mount Rushmore when we were there – that was an amazing experience, especially when the MC asked for members of the audience who were either active or retired military to join on stage… there almost wasn’t any room for all of us.

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Please comment on the value of Catholic scouting.

Scouting is by in large a community of something bigger than most people can imagine.  As a matter of fact, it is a huge community – World Wide.  I was traveling in China on business and was in Hong Kong.  I saw a young boy in a Boy Scout uniform walking with his grandfather (the man was older than I).  I stopped in front of him, and gave him the Boy Scout salute.  He smiled back at me and saluted me.  Although we didn’t say a word to each other, we knew we experienced many of the same things through Scouting.  A common bond tied through a simple gesture.

In kind of the same way, a Catholic Parish (or any Church or Congregation community) is a large community of something bigger.  In Scouting, the first two things a boy is asked to learn is the Scout Oath and the Scout Law.

The Scout Oath is: “On my honor, I will do my best, to do my duty to God and my Country. To help other people at all times.  To keep myself physically strong, mentally awake, and morally straight.”

The Scout Law is: “A Scout is, Trustworthy, Loyal, Helpful, Friendly, Courteous, Kind, Obedient, Cheerful, Thrifty, Brave, Clean, and Reverent.”

The oath is just that, it’s a promise to be a good citizen by helping those in need; to be loyal to God first and to the laws of the land; and to strive to be a good person.  These are the teachings our Church, and many other Churches, work to impress us with too.  Helping other at all time – be charitable and being kind to all those around us… these are parallel objectives, to guide our youth onto a track of being a good person, a good citizen, a follower of the faith.

In a similar way, the Scout Law has the same message as our Ten Commandments (Lord Baden Powell, the founder of the Boy Scout program, wanted to call them the Scout Commandments except there were 12 of them and the name was already taken… figured he better not try to improve on a good thing or upset the “Him”).  You can take each point of the Scout Law and equate it to the Ten Commandments. The Commandments are present in many faith followings, some vary but the core is there. Scouting strives to reinforce this core.

Is Scouting Catholic Centric, inviting only Catholic boys or an organization looking to convert people to the Catholic faith, NO. ABSOLUTLT NOT!  It is an organization that enhances the teachings of Faith almost indirectly.  Be kind, not just to your friends, but to all you meet; put on a happy face whenever you can, God loves you and wants you to be happy; be reverent, and each in their own fashion, for there is a greater power than you and that power has given you so many wondrous things to see, smell, touch, taste, and do.

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Feel free to add any comments or thoughts.

Scouting has connected me to many of my closest friends.  Some of them we connected instantly, while others became friends slowly.  They all are important to me and I hope I am to them.  There are several people left an impression on me.  One friend of mine, Tony, was a very passionate person for helping others.  Sometimes, his passion was near blinding.  He always saw, or felt, there was a way to help others, either through direct service or finding ways to get them items to help those in need.  Tony would somehow find things that many people would consider waste or surplus, and turn it into gold for others.  One time he was looking at a farmer’s field after Halloween and thought, “… boy, there are a lot of pumpkins out there. Wonder what becomes of them.”  Tony finds the owner of the field, strikes up a conversation with him finding out the pumpkins were going to be turned into the soil as the farmer prepared the land for winter.  Tony arranged for the farmer to give him a pick-up truck load of these pumpkins.  Tony takes them to a local Soup Kitchen, and the director was overwhelmed with the receipt of the pumpkins.  The Kitchen created all kinds of dishes for their clients using these “unwanted pumpkins” feeding many for almost nothing.  He was a young Knight of Columbus becoming a member shortly after turning 18.  He tried to get me to join the Knights while I was in college.  I politely turned him down as my studies were first at the time, and I did not know where I would be finding a job.  Little did I know he left his mark on me, and some 30 years later I joined the Knights and now I’m a Fourth Degree Knight as well.  Tony developed colon cancer a few years ago. He fought the demon’s disease hard, he amazed his doctors with his willingness to go the long road. All the time, Tony felt Good was wanting him to do just one more thing as part of God’s plan. While in Nursing Homes, Tony went about his days helping staff, talking with others affected by cancer, consoling loved ones when someone passed.  His work came to an end about two years ago. His brother said, “Tony was at peace, having completing his assigned tasks. He was ready to meet God.”.  Tony is one friend I will never forget, and he as I are Boy Scouts.

Another amazing person that I met was a young priest while I was working as Summer Camp Staff member, something I did for 7 summers.  Father Bob was a real nice guy and someone you could talk to about many things.  He also played a mean banjo.  Fr. Bob really didn’t want to be at our Camp, but he agreed to support the Bishop for a few weeks until the Bishop could assign someone else to fill the role as Camp Catholic Chaplin.  After less than two weeks, Fr. Bob contacted his Bishop and asked him to stop looking for a replacement, he wanted to stay the entire summer at Onteora as the camp’s Catholic chaplain.  Father Bob went on to be our Catholic chaplain for more than 7 summers.  He and the Protestant chaplain, Reverend Ben, made up “The God Squad”… two people that were just amazing individuals and a great team working together and supporting the Boy Scouts.  They made an impression on me that has stuck to this day, even though at the time, it didn’t seem that it did.

As time moved on, Fr. Bob was asked to be the Catholic chaplain for scouting in the Theodore Roosevelt Council – a very big thing then and even today.  He later was appointed to other larger Scouting chaplain roles, including being appointed World Chaplain to Catholic Scouting by the Holy See for a four year term and was re-appointed in 2004 .  Additionally, his priestly responsibilities grew – becoming a pastor, later elevated to Monsignor, worked for the Dioceses of Rockville Centre (Long Island, NY), and he’s now known as Bishop Robert Guglielmone, the 13th Bishop of the Dioceses of Charleston, South Carolina (you can see his biography athttps://sccatholic.org/bishop ). I am happy to know that Scouting is a big part of this wonderful man’s life, and it may be a big reason for his elevation to Bishop…

My reason for bringing this up is being a part of the Boy Scouts of America one will meet all different people during one’s time as a Scout and even more as a Scouter.  These people may not change you immediately, but they leave an impression on you that will last for a life time.

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POPE PARISH VISIT ROME

By Jessie Arabik

As a kid, I would look at images of the Holy Family and wonder about St. Joseph.  Why did he always wear a chestnut brown coat, when he had that famous colorful cloak, the one that caused all the jealousy among his brothers?  Eventually I realized that was another Joseph, from another time in history.  A classic case of mistaken identity.  It’s an error which is more common than we might realize, especially these days.

How do we identify ourselves?  More importantly, how does God identify us?  Perhaps the answer to the second question can give us a clue as to what our answer to the first question should be.  The Catechism of the Catholic Church states it clearly:  we “have become children of God, partakers of the divine nature.”  If we have internalized that truth fully, and seek it live it out, then there are a lot of behaviors that suddenly are out of the question, eliminated as out of sync with that identity.

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Making decisions becomes easier when viewed through this lens.  Remember the popular bracelets that read, “What would Jesus do?”  They were effective because when we are searching for the right answer to a question, it can help to consider what Jesus would do in our place.   And considering what He would do confirms what we, who would wish to be like Him, should do.

When you walk through a mall or drive on our city streets or watch the news, sometimes you can wonder if the people in the world today realize they are children of God and part of the divine nature.  We don’t always act or speak or treat others like we believe it.  How do we bring back an awareness that how we act demonstrates who we are?

Somehow, as a culture, we must find ways to instill in our people the feeling that they are important and have a contribution to make which cannot be filled by any other person in the world.  We also must find a way to show our young people especially that they have a dignity that is God-given, that other people can try to diminish, but can never take away.

So, the next time you are handed a pen and a sticker that reads, “Hello, my name is…” maybe fill it in, “Child of God”.  It is absolutely accurate and says a lot more about you than anything else could.  Then let’s try to live up to that name.  A classic case of an accurate identity.

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By Father Paul Mooradd

Fear of God
Matthew 17: 1-9

Why do Peter, James and John,
Fall down very much afraid,
When God spoke from far and yon,
OF this pleasure displayed

Moments before they felt good
Happy to be in this place.
Now bowing low as they should
Daring not to see God’s face.

Unable to behold Him.
Creatures o Infinity.
Their lives only shadow’s dim.
Consumed in God’s love.

Reassured of being by Jesus’ gently touch.
They rise in simplicity, Enough, though not very much.

 

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A candle cannot sine in the face of the sun.
So how much less are we in the presence of God?
This is the race no man can win, but all must run.
That futile becomes our self-sacrificing prod.

All man claims against infinity mean nothing.
For we are dust and unto dust we shall return.
Only through self-sacrifice we to others bring.
Life. This its true purpose, each in the world must learn.

God breathed, that man in Him might become alive.
Now our true life, his self-sacrificing Spirit.
Shows we are always with God, and from him derive.
Life as love.Which is untrue, if we won’t give it.

We live only as we give what we received.
Indeed, having by forfeit must be believed.

 

Father Paul is a Maronite rite priest who serves in the Diocese of Springfield. Read more about him on iobserve.org.

BUTTERFLY TENNESSEE CHURCH

By Jessie Arabik

“Try to meditate on the love of God manifested in creation,” a wise priest once told me.  I thanked him for the advice but thought to myself that the topic would be exhausted in about three hours.  Well, that was 16 years ago.  But I always reflect more on this during summer and the growing season, especially when I drive by the corn fields each morning and mark the passing of time by how high the corn stalks are.

Creation is the ultimate “refresh” button.  Every morning, we get a chance to be a better person than we were before – more patient, more kind.  It can be difficult to give others a second chance and almost impossible to give ourselves a second chance.  But God forgives us and allows us to start over, so we should try to do the same.

Creation is tenacious hope.  My grandmother had a rose bush that looked awful – more brown than green, no blossoms.  I tried to get her permission to remove it, but no way was she giving up on that plant.  It didn’t produce one flower for an entire year; she still believed.  Walking by the flowerbed on the day she died, a single red rose bud caught my eye.  Coincidence, maybe, but it reminded me to never give up hope, even on that very sad day.

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Creation is infinite.  Every season, every day, every minute has a new beginning unfolding.  And it’s happening all over the world, in every country, in every town.  When I think of the problems in our world, I think of the babies being born today and pray that they will have the solutions that we haven’t thought of yet.  People who will have lifelong friendships are introducing themselves today.  The story of the world unfolds one moment at a time.

Creation is evidential.  It’s proof of God’s love.  Why else would He have created things that only have a use for us?  He doesn’t need the tides of the ocean or the beauty of freshly fallen snow.  Maybe lots of the things around us are the ways in which He is showing us how much He loves us.  Are we paying attention?

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Recently 58 pilgrims returned home from a 12-day pilgrimage to Lourdes, Fatima and other holy places. Not everyone will have that opportunity but being a pilgrim is still possible — even if it is just for a day. Jessie Arabik submitted a reflection on that theme and shares those thoughts on the diocesan blog. Others who would like to submit a blog should e-mail p.weber@diospringfield.org or r.drake@diospringfield.org.

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To walk from central France to Rome is about 300 miles, not an easy trip at all.   Probably it was even more difficult in 1902 when the writer Hilaire Belloc recorded the details of his pilgrimage in the book “The Path to Rome”.  He describes and draws the people, the scenery, and the local customs in elaborate detail.  He reflects on the surroundings and on the Christian faith that he treasured; it’s an excellent book that remains in print more than 100 years later.  But what makes a pilgrimage different than a mere journey?  Definitions differ, but perhaps a pilgrimage is a trip with a purpose; to understand something better – yourself, God, the world – or to silence the noisy world for a while.

There is plenty of summer left in New England and lots of pilgrimage opportunities available.  Most of these locations mentioned below are around an hour’s drive from Springfield.  Why not become a pilgrim for a day?  Here are a few tips on how you might become a local pilgrim.

  1. Choose a location. Perhaps you have a special devotion to St. Jane de Chantal, St. Joseph, St. Anne, St. or St. Faustina. Great!  The trip can help you enrich that devotion or foster a new one. Here are some suggestions:

Sisters of the Visitation Monastery in Tyringham, MA:  A community of contemplative nuns.

St. Joseph’s Abbey in Spencer, MA:  A Trappist monastery in Central Massachusetts.

St. Anne’s Shrine in Sturbridge, MA: Visit the church, the outdoor shrines, and the icon museum.

National Shrine of Divine Mercy in Stockbridge, MA: Marians of the Immaculate Conception.

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     2. Leave the normal distractions of your daily life behind. It may be hard to imagine but try not to check Facebook, Twitter your e-mail or phone during your pilgrimage day. Maybe leave the radio off and try to immerse yourself in silence instead.

  1. Make time for prayer. Start the day with Mass at a local parish.  Or do a quick internet search on your destination and plan to attend a service once you arrive.  Ask God to show you where He wants you to grow and what things in your life He would ask you to change.  Bring Him any special needs for you, your friends, and the world.  In CCD, they taught, “Prayer is conversation – talking and listening to God.”  Most of us have the talking part mastered; try to focus on the listening part.

May we re-discover the power of pilgrimages.  Walking 300 miles is optional.

By Peggy Weber

IMG_8596Those familiar with social media know that there is a new term “FOMO.”  It means “fear of missing out.” It is defined as “Anxiety that an exciting or interesting event may currently be happening elsewhere, often aroused by posts seen on social media.”

I have not experienced FOMO  but as a young girl I had a different kind of worry. I had “FOMA.”  This is not as well-known but it means “fear of Mary appearing.” I had often read of the young children and others who had the Blessed Mother appear to them and I always worried that she might show up and start talking to me. I would walk past the giant stature of Mary in my school yard and say hello. I  smiled and said a prayer, but I never wanted that statue to come to life or to see her in the lilac bush in my back yard. Oh, I wanted to be a good and holy girl but I did not want to deal with all of the difficult things that happened to those who were blessed with a Marian apparition.

For example, the children of Fatima, Jacinta ,7, Francisco, 9 and Lucia, 10 were questioned over and over by their parents and parish priest. As more and more people came to the site where Mary appeared the government grew uneasy.  On August 13, 1917, the provincial administrator jailed the children. He interrogated and threatened the children to get them to divulge the contents of the secrets. It is reported that Lucia’s  mother hoped the official could persuade the children to end the affair and admit that they had lied. Imagine how difficult it must have been for those youngsters. 

Bernadette Soubirous, who saw the Blessed Mother at Lourdes, was mocked and questioned about what she saw and even told not to return to the site where she encountered Mary.

And Juan Diego had to prove to the bishop that Mary was real. Thanks to a cascade of roses and the picture of Our Lady of Guadalupe on  his cloak he got approval, but of course it took courage for a poor man in Mexico to speak up to the bishop. He did, though, have Mary on his side.

It takes a lot courage to speak out about the faith. It is not easy to be holy. And as we celebrate the 100th anniversary of the Blessed Mother appearing at Fatima, let us applaud the courage of those who shared their blessing and withstood doubt, hardship and even prison. It is good that they didn’t have FOMA.

Weber is a former columnist for Catholic Communications. 

 

 

 

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The following is a reflection by Gail Waterman on her friendship and faith journey with a fellow Third Order Dominican.

On the day of Mary Hickson’s funeral Mass, Tuesday, October 25, 2016, a small group of Third Order Dominicans, Mother of God chapter, gather at the funeral home to convey our condolences to Mary’s only child, Michael, and to bid farewell to our dear sister, Mary. Michael commented that his mother was truly a dedicated member of the Dominican order.

Mary and I had grand times traveling together back and forth to the Dominican Monastery in West Springfield to attend Mass and our chapter meetings on the third Sunday of the month. Our chats would last the distance we traveled to the monastery. We chatted about current events and chapter activities and reminisced about the “good old days” in the Third Order chapter life. Gossip was never part of our conversations. When we returned to her house, she would get out of the car, turn around and sweetly say, thank you and whisper “I love you.” She would then put her hand to her mouth and glow a kiss to me. I would quickly respond, as I drove away, “I love you more.” We would laugh wholeheartedly, she knew I wanted to have the last word. Outwardly, she was a quiet, gentle woman but inwardly she was a very strong, Irish, Catholic woman. Mary celebrated her 91st birthday on Oct. 10, 2016.

Every year, on the first Sunday of the October, the Dominican Nuns have a Blessed Roses Prayer Service at their Monastery of the Mother God on Riverdale Street. This year, on October 2, Dominican Father Jacob Restrick, a visiting Dominican priest and former religious assistant for our chapter, presided at the service with Benediction, followed by a short talk, and blessing of the roses. A blessed rose is given to all who are there.

At the service, I went to the sacristy to tell Father Jacob that my sister and I were going to visit Mary Hickson at the Mont Marie Health Care Center in Holyoke. I wanted to bring a blessed rose to her and asked Father Jacob to write a short not to her on the Blessed rose prayer leaflet. He was happy to do so.

When we arrived, Mary was in her bed looking very uncomfortable and in distress. But upon seeing the blessed rose and note from Father Jacob, those beautiful blue, Irish eyes started smiling when reading the note. Father Jacob mentioned the “postcard collection” that both he and Mary had initiated. I am sure it brought back the memory of the day she brought a cardboard shoe box to him that was filled with her treasured postcards that had pictures and images of holy and sacred places from all over the world. She did not know what to do with them and did not want to throw them away. Father Jacob suggested that she start a collection of postcards and get the chapter involved, make it a chapter apostolate. It is now one of our chapter’s treasures. This was only one example of the many thought and generous activities that Mary was involved in.

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On October 12, 2016, I received a phone call from Kevin McClain, a member of our chapter, who was devoted to Mary Hickson. He told me that Mary was not doing well and was receive meds and nutrition via IV. A short time later, she was taken to Holyoke Hospital.Later, I received a phone call from Pauline Bacon, another member of our chapter who lives a short distance from where Mary used to live in Holyoke. Pauline wanted to tell me that she visited Mary ad all signs indicated that she Mary was closer now to our Blessed Mother who would soon be taking her to Jesus. She sat beside her bed and prayed the rosary out loud. While praying, Pauline wondered if a priest had been called to anoint her. Pauline went to the nurses’ station and the nurse reassured her that Mary had received her final anointing from her parish priest.

On October, 18, 2016, Our Blessed Mother came to Mary and quietly took her by the hand to meet Jesus face-to-face. That was the same day I had eye surgery at the eye clinic in Holyoke. Not knowing that Mary had passed on to eternal life, the thought crossed my mind several times to stop at the hospital and visit her but the final decision was that it was best not to do so and I continued my journey home. I was at peace with that decision. Mary passed away at about the same time I was having the surgery.

On Tuesday, October 25, chapter members gathered at the funeral home to pay our last respects and convey our condolences to her her son, Michael. When it was time to leave,  we stood before the casket and said our final goodbyes — till we meet again. She was clad in a lovely, pale blue and green floral, silk dress. She wore her lay Dominican scapula and a small black and white Dominican cross was pinned to it. Her light blue crystal rosary beads were thoughtfully arranged over her dainty, little hands. AS we stood silently gazing upon Mary’s lifeless body, knowing she was very much alive in the spirit, we all sang the Salve Regina — Marian antiphon. This was the first time we ever did anything like that — it was spontaneous. The hymn is sung at the conclusion of our chapter meeting ant at the end of the Night Prayer in the Liturgy of the Hours.

Following the viewing at the funeral home, our delegation of Dominican laity went on ahead of the procession to be at Blessed Sacrament Church in Holyoke. It is our tradition to form a “Guard of Honor” as the casket enters and leaves the church. As the casket was carried into the church and place at the foot of the altar the choir sang Mary’s favorite psalm – the 23rd — “The Lord is my Shepherd, the is nothing I shall want.”

Blessed Sacrament Church is one of the first round churches built in the United States,circa, 1960. In the center of the church is the altar. Above the altar is a large crucifix that hangs from a strong rope that reaches the dome of the church.

When listening to the readings, certain words seemed to resonate her entire life: “I have fought the good fight to the end; I have run the race to the finish; I have kept the faith.” (2 Timothy 4)

The pastor began his homily by telling everybody the story that all seminarians hear. The  story is that every parish has a very pious woman who always goes to Mass on Sunday and weekdays. She is always doing good things and always spends a good deal of time in church praying, particularly the rosary. HE paused and then said that the story describes Mary.

Wen it came time to relieve the Holy Eucharist, we processed by Mary’s casket and I couldn’t help but pat the casket with my hand and sadly whisper, “I love you, dear Mary.” When I returned to the pew and tried to reflect and meditate on the wonderful significance of the Eucharist, I could not help but think of Mary again and suddenly lifted my head. My eyes gravitated to the crucifix above the altar. My eyes were fixated on Jesus, nailed to the cross, and I “heard” these words emanating from the body of Jesus, “I love you more.”

 

 

 

 

 

 

View of gardens at papal villa of Castel Gandolfo

By Peggy Weber

Recently, Pope Francis announced he was giving something up.

No, it is not a lenten resolution. Rather, it is just following the style of a man who wants to live a simple life.

News agencies reported that he formally gave up his summer residence, Castel Gandolfo, and opened it as a museum. Previously, he opened the gardens to the public but now most of it can be seen as of Oct. 21.

There is a special train service from Rome and so it boosts the economy of the town which often relied on visitors when the pope was in residence in the summer.

Pope Francis has not spent a night in this beautiful place that the Vatican has owned for 400 years. It is a clear message from the pontiff that this kind of life does not fit with his message of mercy and smelling like sheep.

His decision got me thinking. What can I give up — not for lent or even advent but for good? What could I do without that would remind me every day that I am trying to be a better person.

REFUGEES PASS THROUGH HUNGARY

I could try coffee but that would make everyone around me miserable. I tried one lent and it did not work.

However, is there something — even small — that would keep me focused on what matters in life.

I know people who do not eat meat on all Fridays as a way of making a sacrifice. However, I did not eat meat this twice this past week and did not give it a thought.

I could vow to do something every day, but I really like the notion of sacrifice.

I also know myself and realize that I lose steam on some of my resolutions. So for the month of November, in honor of All Saints and All Souls, I will give up playing games on my Kindle and computer. It might sound silly to some but often I spend an hour just fiddling with “crushing candy” or popping something. I usually do it while watching TV but I know I can do without them.

So what can you give up for a month or forever?