We are born of love; love is our mother.
Rumi.
Called to Life for Life
CELEBRATING THE WORLD DAY OF PRAYER FOR VOCATIONS 2022
Have you ever noticed that at times of the most profound trouble in the world, gifts of creativity, generosity and courage emerge as light in the darkness? During these, our troubled times, the Catholic Church has called for a synodal process, that is walking together to build up the whole. The call is urgent. Gifts abound! But before we can learn to walk together each of us must recognize the unique gifts we are given and that we bring.
Before immigrating to Canada I often participated in retreats at an ancient Carmelite Friary in England. One of the most vivid memories of those days is of the beautiful mosaics created by artist, Adam Kossowski. I recall sitting in awe gazing at the small pieces of the mosaic that together formed a complete design.
Understanding vocation is like gazing at such a beautiful mosaic. Each small part contributes to the fullness of the whole. This Sunday, May 8, we celebrate the annual Day of Prayer for Vocations. Note the “s” at the end of that word! Vocations! For too long, in the Catholic Church, we have limited our concept of “vocation” to priesthood and consecrated life. Rather each person, is called to a vocation; through which we are invited to bring life to the world alongside others who embrace meaning and give service in their lives from various faith perspectives and/or values. As Pope Francis points out in his 2022 Message for the World Day of Prayer for Vocations, each person, “receives with the gift of life, a fundamental calling: each of us is a creature willed and loved by God; each of us has a unique and special place in the mind of God. At every moment in our lives, we are called to foster this divine spark … and thus to contribute to the growth of a humanity inspired by love and mutual acceptance. We are called to be guardians of one another, to strengthen the bonds of harmony and sharing, and to heal the wounds of creation.”
“We are called to be guardians of one another, to strengthen the bonds of harmony and sharing, and to heal the wounds of creation.””
In the Christian perspective, each manifestation of vocation is rooted in Baptism. How often we say, “I was baptized”. But in Baptism there is no past tense! Rather, I’m called to remember always, that “I am baptized”, that is, actively loved, graced and called in every moment of life; called to mission, to love, to justice, to service. As Pope Francis remarks in his Message for May 8th, living vocation is “about making God’s dream come true, the great vision of community, that Jesus cherished when he prayed, ‘that all may be one’ (Jn. 17:21). Each vocation in the Church, and in a broader sense in society, contributes to the common objective: to celebrate among men and women that harmony of manifold gifts that can only be brought about by the Holy Spirit.” Whatever our vocation, laity, priesthood or consecrated life, “let us journey together in bearing witness to the truth that one great family united in love is no utopian vision, but the very purpose for which God created us.” We walk together!
This Sunday, we pray to know, to claim and to live out our particular call to give our lives fully to the realization of that dream of God.
-Sister Mary Rowell, csj
Sheep, Really!
Jesus said: “My sheep hear my voice; I know them, and they follow me.”
During my twenty-two years (1981-2003) in Yellowknife I had the opportunity to engage in prison ministry at the Yellowknife Correctional Facility. As part of the Catholic parish’s outreach, I partnered with fellow parishioners to conduct weekly worship services in the local men’s unit.
My ministry among these small groups of inmates began when invited by one of the parishioners engaged in this ministry to accompany her to share the “Readers Digest version” of the reflection I had given at the weekend masses. At that time, I was one of the parishioners mandated by Bishop Croteau to break Open the Word for the congregation, since as is frequently the case in the North, we were for a period without a parish priest. My yes to this woman’s invitation began a whole new fulfilling ministry for me.
The reading above sparks my memory of my efforts to connect the words of scripture passages to the life experience of the northern men I was among.
On one particular occasion in thinking ahead to my next visit to the jail where the reading would focus on Jesus as shepherd, I questioned myself on what approach to take. Even though, Professor Google informs me that sheep are a traditional image mentioned in the Bible more than 500 times. I knew sheep and their habits were unfamiliar to Northerners.
Image: Unsplash/Simon Smith
It struck me that it would be more meaningful to the men to link Jesus’ message as Shepherd to an invite to share their knowledge and experience on the relationship between a musher and his sled dogs. Skis, snowshoes, and sleds dogs were the modes of transportation in the North for centuries before the invention of snowmobiles in the 20th century.
During our reflection time the message of the scripture came alive.
The men easily shared about the bond which develops between a musher and his dogs. They mentioned how the musher names, knows, and understands each of his individual dogs. The dogs are attuned to his voice and take his lead. The dogs are responsive to the guidance of his calls of “mush” “gee” or “haw”. That is: Let’s go! Turn right. Turn left.
Though we are neither sheep nor sleds dogs however we too are called upon to hear God’s voice and follow where we are led.
-Sister Nancy Wales, csj
Header Image: Unsplash/Tanner Yould
A Tapestry of Love
Happy Mother’s Day
This Sunday families gather, many virtually, to celebrate our Mothers. We want to celebrate these wonderful women who gave us life, and whose lives were spent in selfless giving and loving. What we might say today with our words is important but less important than what these women have said with their lives. Their actions show us what love really looks like. Were they perfect? No, they were not, but their responses to us, their children, created a tapestry of love full of meaning and memories that influence how we live today.
“a tapestry of love full of meaning and memories that influence how we live today
There is a song sung by the Wailin’ Jennys called the “Parting Glass”. After my mother had died, my large family went back to mom’s home to be with each other. As we so often did, we started to play music filled with memories and had a very strong sense of my mother’s spirit with each of us. We started sharing stories of my mother and realised that those stories and memories will never leave us. She is still with us. So we asked my brothers and sisters who play musical instruments to play something to mom. Then we found a bottle of wine and poured a wee bit of spirit in each glass and sung this song called the “Parting Glass”. This might have been my mother's wish to each of her children. So whether our mothers are alive or gone, I ask you to lift a glass to your mothers and say thank you for so much.
-Sister Joan Atkinson, csj [re-posted]
