Who We Are

1 10 2012

I worked an actual 8 hour day today, by which I mean I was in the office for eight consecutive hours.  I understand that normal people do this all the time, but I am not a normal person.  I am a youth minister, and my “full time” job is actually only supposed to be 30 hours a week.  It’s worth pointing out, too, that I’ll be working fifteen hours on Saturday, and actually, pretty solid times for the rest of the week too.

I am tired, and cranky because of my ankle (did I mention I sprained my ankle two weeks ago?  Yeah, I did.  And it’s aching right now). I worked an eight hour day, changed into sweatpants, poured a glass of wine and plopped down on this couch, intending a nice, relaxing night of Netflix and knitting.

Now, however, I have turned off Netflix.  And I started working.  As in for my job.  I am planning the large group session entitled “God’s Call to Each of Us”.  This is what I was planning to do tomorrow at work.  Why am I voluntarily doing it now?

This. –> http://newsinfo.nd.edu/news/33741-nd-vision/

I watched the video, which several of my friends had posted to Facebook.  Sometimes, that sort of thing fills me with a vicious longing for the college days gone by, for the summer I had 60 best friends, for the pink hair, for the purpose, for the feeling that comes with being a part of something larger than myself.  And yeah, okay, there’s some of that tonight.

But mostly, one phrase stood out to me: vocation is not so much about what we do, but who we are.

I am struggling right now with what I do.  I don’t know if my job is the best fit for me, if my career is the best fit, if I am doing what God wants me to.  There is a lot of very, very green grass on the other side of several fences.

But I will figure that out.  And in the meantime, through the stress and long hours, I am called to live in charity and patience and longing for Christ’s will.

And before this spurt of wisdom passes, I should probably write the Proclaim for Sunday.





7 Quick Takes: Resolution

7 09 2012

1.  In case you were wondering, Notre Dame football is back and it is wonderful.  I had a very good time at the gamewatch with the Milwaukee club, and plan to return tomorrow.  The team looked pretty good, and more than anything I am just SO HAPPY to have them back.

2.  I have not been overwhelmingly public with this bit of news, but I just submitted the last of the paperwork, so I guess it’s time for the announcement.  I am not going to be finishing my degree at Marquette.  It’s expensive, it’s draining, it’s no longer a good match for my career goals…. so when I (eventually) get a Masters, it will not be from Marquette.  It will also probably not be a straight-up academic MA, either.  With my interest in ministry, I want a program that is more in tune with ministry.

Major thanks, though, to the amazing and wonderful professors I have had over the last year who have taught me so much.  I will miss them more than anything else.

3.  I have had Taylor Swift’s new song, “We Are Never Ever Getting Back Together” stuck in my head for about two days.  Now, as a youth minister, I feel it is my professional duty to be able to recognize, identify & mildly enjoy whatever the heck it is teens these days listen to on the radio. This particular song is catchy and upbeat, and let’s face it, I like pretty much any music I listen to.   So I went to watch the video, because that’s a good way of listening to songs I am too cheap to actually purchase myself.

Those of you who follow me on Twitter or are friends with me on Facebook know of my reaction.

I do not know what sort of drugs the creative team was on, but they appear to be having a good time.  I think it’s a blatant attempt to pander to a much-discussed “hipster culture” that nobody really understands (Hint: Hipsters aren’t one homogeneous whole).  I also think it’s really, really funny.

Really, really funny.

So, if you need cheering up, check it out.  It’s a laugh a minute.

4. I just received a text notifying me that my goddaughter just army crawled about 6 inches.  This child is 4 months old and utterly amazing.  I am so blessed that she and her delightful parents are in my life.

5.  I started knitting my boyfriend a scarf for Christmas an embarrassingly short time before the holiday last year.  I knew from the get-go that it wasn’t going to be finished in time, but I got a respectable six or so inches done before we exchanged gifts, so I just wrapped up the whole work-in-progress, needles in all.  I then repossessed it immediately so I could finish it (rest assured, it was not the only present I gave him).

I am not a consistent knitter.  Which is why I’m still working on that same scarf.  I am determined to finish it this month.  I have a very specific deadline, and in order to meet it, I am taking that scarf everywhere with me.  This is a point of great amusement for lots of people.  Expect to see the scarf-in-progress making guest appearances in pictures and anecdotes for a little while.  I may keep it up after I finish this project and move onto the next one.  Maybe I’ll make a name for myself as the girl who knits.  It apparently makes me very interesting.

6.  One of the places I brought the scarf was the first ever Milwaukee Moth Story Slam!  If you are not familiar with The Moth, you really need to be.  It’s a non-profit organization dedicated to story telling, specifically, live, first-person story telling.  No notes, no props, just you & an audience.

My boyfriend found The Moth many months ago, and has been listening to all of their podcasts.  They came to Milwaukee for a Mainstage show back in May, and we went and had a grand old time.  It was so fantastic.  Now, they have established a Story Slam in Milwaukee.  Story Slams involve 10 audience members being selected to tell their own five minute stories based on a unified theme.  I did not have a story for last night’s theme of NERVE, but the boyfriend did, and he rocked it.  So many nervy people with great stories made the night one to remember and just completely reinvigorated my spirit.

7.  These quick takes are going up pretty late tonight.  It has been an odd day, one part awesome, due to leftover Moth love and a fantastically extended coffee date with a friend, but one part good old-fashioned awful.  The downside to remembering how you are meant to live is realizing all the ways you are not there.  Keep me in your thoughts and prayers and good vibes.  It’s one heck of a ride.

 

As always, Jen has all the quick takes.  Let’s see if I actually remember to link up my own post this week…





A Friendly Corner of My Desk

9 08 2012

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A homemade iced mocha in a travel cup from the local Catholic elementary school, a candle from the Sophomore Road Trip I coordinated, fresh ink for my fountain pen & an inspirational group photo from ND Vision.  The picture is my favorite, and is the first personal item I brought to work.  I keep it on my desk to remind me why I’m in ministry, but also to remind me of the community that has shaped me and prayed for me to be where I am.  It’s a reminder, also, to pray for all of them on their current fantastic endeavors.  For any Vision kids reading this– I love you & I’m still praying.





In the face of controversy, Ave Crux, Spes Unica

18 11 2011

(Shout out to the Congregation of Holy Cross for the title!)

Even when I’m not blogging frequently for you all, I’m pretty darn plugged in these days. Honestly, I’m falling more in love with Twitter each day. The live tweeting of the United States Conference of Catholic Bishops’ Fall Meeting was amazing. What a way to stay up to date on what’s going on in the hierarchy of the Church in the US!

Other discoveries that come via Twitter make me a little less giddy inside, however.

The fashion company United Colors of Benetton has launched a controversial advertizing campaign this week. I first stumbled onto what is dubbed the Unhate Campaign when I read a news piece announcing that, in the wake of serious objections, Benetton had pulled its ads featuring Roman Catholic Pope Benedict XVI locking lips with Mohamed Ahmed al-Tayeb, the grand sheikh of al-Azhar mosque in Cairo .

Wait, what?

Yes, that’s right, Benetton’s new advertizing strategy revolves around photoshopped images of world leaders in conflict with each other kissing. Don’t click any of the following links unless you’re okay with seeing some of the photos.

As I mentioned above, I encountered this campaign through its opposition. As far as I can tell, there are six images of world leaders in all. In addition to the Pope and el-Tayeb, the featured partnerships are Kim Jong-il, Supreme Leader of North Korea & Lee Myung-bak, President of South Korea; Barack Obama, President of the United States & Hugo Chávez, President of Venezuela; Angela Merkel, Chancellor of Germany & Nicolas Sarkozy, President of France; Mahmoud Abbas, President of the Palestinian National Authority & Benjamin Netanyahu, Prime Minister of Israel; and Hu Jintao, President of the People’s Republic of China & President Obama (again?).

The White House is unhappy. The Vatican is unhappy enough to be pursuing legal action. I can’t imagine any of the others who have had their images used without permission for a series of clothing ads are much more thrilled.

Let’s put aside that anger for a moment, though. Let’s put aside the fact that the US president was used in more than one conflict. Let’s put aside the fact that the only religious leaders featured are both outspoken critics of physical expressions of homosexuality. Let’s put aside the fact that the only heterosexual kiss featured is also arguably the least sexual kiss.

The intention of this campaign (other than the obvious selling of clothing) is to mobilize the people of the world against hatred. To quote Benetton’s press release, “Hatred is never appeased by hatred in this world. By non-hatred alone is hatred appeased.” This sentiment is apparently a quote from the Sutta Pitaka, a book containing over 10,000 teachings of Buddha or his disciples. Seems like an okay intention (ignoring, again, the obvious selling of clothing).

But then we get to what is my deepest discomfort in relation to this campaign, a discomfort I would suggest be shared by all Christians, especially those involved in youth ministry.

To represent this nonhatred, Benetton has chosen the image of the kiss, which they refer to as “the most universal symbol of love”. These particular pictures are “symbolic images of reconciliation- with a touch of ironic hope and constructive provocation”.

I can think of a much more universal symbol of love (not to mention ironic hope): the cross.

Obviously, a European fashion house, especially one willing to use images of a Pope & Imam in this fashion, isn’t going to be holding up the sacrificial love of Jesus Christ as a model to emulate. But to zoom in on a sexualized love as the way to save the world?

What of the love of a parent getting up at 5:00am to make sure the kids have all of their clean laundry, book reports and breakfast ready before it’s time for school?

What of the love of a little sister who thinks the world of her older siblings, even when their peers at school aggressively don’t?

What of the love of a priest who stays up half the night with a dying parishioner only to make it to the church on time for 7:00am Mass the next morning?

What of the love of St. Francis, begging in the streets for help rebuilding the church? And of St. Clare who supported him however she could?

What of the love of St. Joan of Arc, which led her to the mess of French politics, and ultimately to death in an enemy’s court?

What of the love of all the martyrs, recognized and unrecognized, who offer up not only their death, but every minute of their daily routine, to a cause greater than themselves?

I could scribble on for pages about the lack of caritas in modern understanding of love, or of the limited understanding we now have of its translation, “charity”. I can lecture until I’m blue in the face to teens about Theology of the Body and respecting & honoring ourselves enough to wait. In the end, it’s not going to make a difference if I, and others teens are watching, don’t live it out authentically.

Love is a choice, an act of the will. It is not a bunch of words. It’s not an image. It’s not an ad for clothing or a publicity stunt.  Advertisers might not be looking to the cross for hope, but we as Christians need to. Want reconciliation? There’s a sacrament for that. Christ has paid our debt, if we’re willing to accept. And if we’re going to make real, radical changes in the world, changes like the ones the Occupy movement, the Right to Life movement, and sure, even Benetton, are theoretically working for, we need to embrace the cross with every choice in our lives.

Until then, all we have is a lot of fuss and a winter wardrobe we don’t know what to do with.

EDIT: After writing this post, I read Fr. Ron Rolheiser’s most recent column, entitled “Love Beyond Naiveté and Romance”.  It addresses the concept of Christian love far more effectively than I have.  Go to his website to read it.





TheThird Edition of the Roman Missal

11 11 2011

Hi all! Wondering where I’ve been? Working, mostly. Also some studying. Both of these occasionally lead me to wander the Internet aimlessly, discovering cool Catholic things. All of the above contributed to this particular post.

Do you know about the new translation of the Roman missal? For those of you not in the know, the Roman missal is the book that contains what might be referred to as the script for liturgy in the Catholic church. All of the prayers said at Mass, all year long,are contained within that book. Back when the Mass was always said in Latin, it was a (comparatively) simple process to distribute the text to the Catholics of the world. Now that Mass is said in the vernacular (the local language), the Mass needs to be translated. We’ve been using the first rushed translation of the Mass for a few decades now. That’s changing.

I’ve been spending the fall preparing the teens (and lots of other random people I encounter) for the changes.

Do you think you know all about the changes? Are you prepared? Then take this quiz, courtesy of Jimmy Akin, a Catholic apologist.

Click!

If you find yourself in need of a little more information before we make the switch, head on over to ismasschanging.org and watch the video designed for your age / place in life.  It’s a fabulous website put together by LIFETEEN.

And yes, this is more or less insight into my days.

More posts over the weekend.  Love from Wisconsin!





A wry observation & a photo

25 08 2011

So today is turning out to be a rougher day than I expected it to be, for a variety of reasons.  I’m feeling frustrated with myself and my situation and I’m stuck with nothing to do for a while but whatever I can find on Teh Internets.  Oh joy. 

I’m looking through the stats associated with this blog.  Now, I am not so popular as to have lots of people constantly checking to see if I’ve updated, or to read what I’ve posted when I have actually updated.  The one major exception to this is when I posted from the airport in Las Vegas.  That post generated more than 50 visitors to my blog in the next 36 hours or so.

Apparently all you have to do to get many readers is to write about Vegas.

So… Las Vegas Las Vegas Las Vegas.

And have a look at the blurrier-than-previously-realized view from my new desk in my new office:

 

Maybe my cell phone isn't always the best for photos...

 





Serving God

17 08 2011

This past weekend, I was blessed to be on the leadership team for a retreat in Colorado.  This retreat, Ladies of Our Lady: A Spiritual Journey, was for ND Women Connect in Region 2.  I was absolutely blown away by how well this retreat worked out, and all the possibilities that will come out of it.  Ladies of Our Lady is expanding, my readers.  So much good will come out of this weekend.

In an effort to share some of the experience with you all, I am posting the text of a talk I gave on the retreat.  The theme of the talk is serving God.  I realize that I have not posted many reflections of this nature up here yet, despite the fact that it was something I had in mind when I started this blog.  I hope you enjoy. 

 

“God is Calling.  How will you answer?” 

That is the statement and question the ND Vision program is built around.  As has been mentioned, I was blessed enough to serve as a mentor-in-faith with this summer program for high schoolers.  It was an experience that irrevocably changed my perspective on vocation.  The greatest gift Vision gave me was beyond a reminder that vocation is constant, a perpetual calling that is much deeper than religious/married/single life.  No, far greater was the chance the program gave me to live each moment of my life grounded in that purpose.  The summer I spent at Notre Dame ministering to high schoolers was a time when every minute was purposeful, every choice made for a truth beyond myself.  It reiterated deeply how much I felt called to ministry, especially ministry to high school students.

And what timing!  I was a mentor in the summer before my senior year.  It was exactly the right time for me to pause and reflect on what needed to come next in my life.

 I came out of that summer pulled toward direct service.  I didn’t know if I could commit to graduate school yet.  So much had happened to me at Notre Dame that I was a little burnt out.  I wanted to drop everything for a while and reconnect with myself and with God. 

When I found the PULSE program, I was so sure I was in the right place.  PULSE is a small organization which aims to bring talented, energetic young people into the city of Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania to implement positive change from the ground up.  Each year’s eight participants live together in an intentional faith community, participate in weekly seminars geared toward learning more about the city, professional life and themselves, and are placed in different non-profit agencies throughout the city.  We have one food budget for the house and we eat and pray together each night. 

PULSE is not a Catholic program, rather its roots are Mennonite and its composition is ecumenical.  I wanted to go take my deep Catholic, Notre Dame experience and test it out in a broader Christian community before  I wanted to test it out in a much broader secular world.

I was so ready.  I finally felt like I was really living out a radical Christian calling.  Matthew 19:16-30 tells a pretty well-known story of someone else wanting to follow Christ:

Now someone approached him and said, “Teacher, what good must I do to gain eternal life?”  He answered him, “Why do you ask me about the good?  There is only One who is good.  If you wish to enter into life, keep the commandments.”  He asked him, “Which ones?” And Jesus replied, “You shall not kill; you shall not commit adultery; you shall not steal; you shall not bear false witness; honor your father and your mother; and ‘you shall love your neighbor as yourself.’” The young man said to him, “All of these I have observed.  What do I still lack?”  Jesus said to him, “If you wish to be perfect, go, sell what you have and give to [the] poor, and you will have treasure in heaven.  Then come, follow me.”  When the young man heard this statement, he went away sad, for he had many possessions.  Then Jesus said to his disciples, “Amen, I say to you, it will be hard for one who is rich to enter the kingdom of God.  Again I say to you, it is easier for a camel to pass through the eye of a needle than for one who is rich to enter the kingdom of God.”  When the disciples heard this, they were greatly astonished and said, “Who then can be saved?”  Jesus looked at them and said, “For human beings this is impossible, but for God all things are possible.”  Then Peter said to him in reply, “We have given up everything and followed you.  What will there be for us?”  Jesus said to them, “Amen, I say to you that you who have followed me, in the new age, when the Son of Man is seated on his throne of glory, will yourselves sit on twelve thrones, judging the twelve tribes of Israel.  And everyone who has given up houses or brothers or sisters or father or mother or children or lands for the sake of my name will receive a hundred times more, and will inherit eternal life.  But many who are first will be last, and the last will be first.”

 Wow.  Leave everything you have, all of your possessions, all of your family, all of your career… and follow Christ.  I was going to try something maybe close to this, leaving my comfortable Notre Dame bubble of familiar places and culture and go love God through loving others. 

“Try” might be a key word there.  As previously stated this retreat, however, I am not perfect.  I did not sell my possessions before moving to Pittsburgh.  I actually packed a whole lot of them into my boyfriend’s Honda. It’s quite debatable how much abandonment I really seized upon.

I did move into a neighborhood in Pittsburgh that has seen a lot of challenges, though, and I worked in a food pantry, soup kitchen and Meals on Wheels program that served my neighbors.  I was blessed enough to work in a direct service capacity a lot.  I got to actually put food in peoples’ hands.

It was hard some days.  A lot of my clients were not nice.  They were challenging to work with.  Some of them had mental health problems, some had addictions, some were just really tired of the system.  Even the clients who were friendly and easy to serve proved to be challenging.  Some of their stories were gut-wrenching and I would feel almost guilty for being raised by a loving mother and father and getting to go off to school at Notre Dame.

I lived in Pittsburgh for eleven months.  I fell in love with the city and I made so many friends.  And then it was time to leave.  I was being called somewhere else.

But the weekend before I left, I took a detour.  ND Vision, that program I spoke of earlier, celebrated its tenth year this summer, and it provided me with another fabulous opportunity.  As part of the ten year celebration, former mentors were invited back to campus for a weekend reunion and retreat. 

Now, I already very thoroughly miss Pittsburgh and the people I lived and served with and hung out with there, but even by the time of this retreat, I was so ready to be onto the next phase of my life.  There’s something so challenging about knowing where you’re going, and working out the details… and still having to wait to get there.  When I went to the Vision reunion, it was very much with the idea that I could use the weekend as a nice transition.  Off I went, back to ND for another dose of vocation re-examination.

And it was good.  The people in my small group, former mentors from the years 2008 & 2009, were all in relatively similar places in life, aka, very transitional.  We were graduating from college, serving, finding jobs, switching jobs, getting married, going back to school.  Everything was very much up in the air.  That was okay, though, because we were following the call of Christ.  Abandon the network you’ve spent a year cultivating to go to school in a state where you didn’t know anyone?  Okay, fine.  Stay teaching for another year past your original commitment because the school doesn’t know who else to hire?  Cool.  Go off to Thailand to live in community and serve in whatever way you can find?  Rock on.  Go where you’re called.

Then later in the weekend, I had the opportunity to talk to one of my married friends.  She went through Vision a couple of years before I did and so people in her small group were a little older than those in mine, and some of them had had more of a chance to settle down.  This friend had made an observation.

“It’s interesting,” she said, “The difference between what people who are single are saying compared to those of us who are married.”  She had observed, as I had, that a lot of people were going every which way, being very rootless, making no money, following the call of Christ.  “That’s fine,” my friend said, “But we can’t do that if we’re married.  We need to balance our spouses’ needs.  We actually have to be concerned about making enough money to keep food on the table, to be able to take care of a potential child, whether we’re planning one or not.”

These married people like my friend are not about to leave everything they have and everyone they know so they can uproot themselves in order to follow Christ. 

Does the desire to radically serve Christ go away when we find ourselves with temporal commitments to other people or institutions?  How do we balance that call to abandon your possessions and your family to pick up your cross with the acknowledgement that your family might actually need you to be there?  The Catholic Church teaches that vocation to marriage and family life is a real and beautiful thing.  Clearly, the complete way to serve God can’t be contained in that one passage I read earlier.

Let’s return to it for a moment.  Everyone knows the part about the rich man sadly leaving because he won’t give up his stuff, but let’s give a little attention to the part before that.  This man sought out Jesus and asked “Teacher, what good must I do to gain eternal life?”  When he’s told to follow the commandments, he says “All of these I have observed.  What do I still lack?”

This man already followed the commandments.  Yet he still kept asking “What else?” He knew something was missing.

But he wouldn’t reach out to grab it when it was offered.

You know in your hearts if something is missing from your service to God, if there is an element that is lacking.  You know if you are desiring something more.

When Jesus talks here of abandoning possessions and family and all obligations, it reminds me of another well-known story.  The sisters Martha and Mary had Jesus over to their home.  Martha works her butt off preparing a lavish meal while Mary sits at Christ’s feet and just listens to him.  When an irritated Martha asks Jesus to get Mary to come help, he replies that he will not, because Mary has chosen the better part.

What a slap in the face to the homemakers of the world, I used to think.  What an insult to the people who are dedicated to welcoming visitors, to keeping food on the table for their families, their guests, their parish picnic-goers.  We aren’t all Jesus Christ, able to fast for forty days or whip up a feast for 5,000 from one person’s bread and fish.

But then I read a portion of a homily Augustine gave about Martha and Mary.  As he points out, Jesus never tells Martha that what she’s doing is wrong or not needed.  But at the end of time, Jesus will take our needs away.  He’ll fulfill them all and it won’t be up to us to feed each other.  What will be left is what Mary gravitated to already- sitting at the feet of the Savior and listening.

So how do we keep from letting that work, whether it’s feeding the hungry at a soup kitchen or feeding the hungry swarms in our own kitchens, become about itself?  How do we be radically Christ-centered in our service, like Mary at the feet of Jesus, like the young man was called to do but didn’t?

The key, I think, is actually very simple, if not at all easy.  Service is made radical not by the specifics of the assignment, but by radical love.  Give of yourself until you have nothing left, and refill yourself from Christ. 

It’s so much easier sometimes to serve by going somewhere, by immersing yourself in a new place, in a new culture, in obvious poverty.  But what about emotional poverty?  What about spiritual poverty?  You can’t always recognize those right away, and their only cure is love- passionate, genuine, unrestrained love.

We are called, beyond any other call, to love God and serve Him.  He has shown us that he is found in our neighbor, in the people we meet.  Therefore, we are called, beyond any other call, to love other people and serve Them.

This means loving poor people, even if they scare you.  This means loving your mother, even when she tells you that you’re doing everything wrong.  This means loving your children, even when they’re obnoxious.  This means getting up every morning to make breakfast, to go to work, to go to church, to go out into the world.  This means loving fiercely.  And it means admitting when you aren’t and trying again.

Whatever you do with your life, whatever calls you hear and answer, keep Christ in the forefront of your mind.  Do your work for Him.





Come Holy Spirit

15 08 2011

At some point in time, I am going to write out something a little more in depth about my retreat experience this weekend.  At this point in time, however, I am sitting in a Milwaukee Starbucks gathering myself before launching a series of Marquette-related errands and then interviewing for a job (reason #1 for the blog title!).

Suffice to say, the inaugural Ladies of Our Lady retreat in Denver was simply phenomenal.  The Spirit speaks, and the 12 of us there were lucky enough to hear this weekend.  There will be big things coming out of the community forged at the Mother Cabrini Shrine over the past few days.  Keep watching for more on that (reason #2).

Now that I’m reasonably settled for a little while (I’m not leaving until Notre Dame plays their home opener), I have to face a very daunting reality.  I need to unpack.

My boyfriend has been amazing, helping to haul stuff around and even assembling the last of my bookcases while I was on retreat.  My kitchen is set up enough so that I can cook, and my fridge and pantry are even stocked a little.  I’m still left with an apartment full of boxes, bins and piles, however.  So, for the third time, Come Holy Spirit, and get me through the disorganization of this week!





There are some plans…

30 05 2011

For a while, I’ve been sitting rather quietly on a mass of ideas that I hoped would congeal into a plan for life post-PULSE.  There are still a good deal of details remaining to be worked out.  However, I am pleased to announce that there are some plans for next year!

I am officially going to be pursuing my MA in Theology from Marquette University in Milwaukee, Wisconsin.  Hooray!

I’m still sorting out various details of housing and employment, so I can’t tell you exactly where I’ll be dwelling, but it is very likely that I will be moving into an unfurnished apartment sometime in August.  If any of you loyal readers are looking to get rid of furniture or cookingware in the next few months, do let me know.

Speaking of sometime in August, Notre Dame Alumnae might be interested in another something I’m planning: Ladies of our Lady Retreat- A Spiritual Journey (click here for the flier).  The retreat will be modeled after ND Campus Ministry’s Notre Dame Encounter with Christ retreat.  Haley Scott DeMaria ’95 will be speaking and mingling and if her story isn’t amazing, I don’t know what is.

Okay, that’s all for this Memorial Day.  Keep a look out this week for some photos… I owe you guys a bunch.  Thanks to anyone still checking in.  I know that at least Mom & Grandma will be happy.  Love you!





Road Trip!

22 09 2010

It’s been a bad week for posting, and I apologize.  I had a very full weekend followed by a crazy week.  Work at EECM has been both especially busy and especially fulfilling this week, but it’s left me quite zonked at the end of the day.  I’ve been spending more time around the house with the girls, too, rather than at my computer.  All eight of us watched Glee together last night.  It’s going to be a tradition.

I also had a really great phone conversation with a local youth minister I met through ND Vision last summer.  He clued me in to some great opportunities for developing my Catholic faith in Pittsburgh.  He also sent my information along to some diocesan youth ministry contacts, so hopefully I can get involved in some local youth ministry.  I’m really excited about this potential next step in my discernment.  I can go out and see what my friend does at his parish, but it’s an hour and a half bus ride, so it’s not something we figure I should make a habit of.

Today’s Seminar was actually really thought-provoking, and hopefully I’ll cobble together some reflections on it during my roadtrip this weekend.  Yes, that’s right: I’m traveling.  I’ve got a wedding to attend back in Michigan Friday night, and I’m going to the ND/Stanford football game on Saturday!  Get excited, because I sure am!

Also, be excited about the game, because that excitement will have to make up for my absense.  I’ll probably be even less post-oriented than usual on here for the next week.  I’m traveling all this weekend, and I’m actually traveling (again to Notre Dame) for PULSE next week.  I’ll still get a photo of the week up this week & next, but I might be a little less wordy. 

Who knows?  That may be a relief. 😉

GO IRISH! BEAT CARDINAL!