The Sisters' blog

All We Need Is Love

2012-01-29T14:19:00.003-05:00

I often think of the homily that a priest back in my home parish gave right before he was transferred to another parish. This priest had overseen the renovation of our church. Under his direction, the church received a much needed paint job along with decorative stenciling and new carpeting.

He said, however, in his final homily that he did not want to be remembered as the priest who got the walls painted; he wanted to be remembered as a person who loved.

How do you think people will remember you? How do you want to be remembered? Are the 2 the same? If not, what needs to change?

I'm reading a book now that is all about love. It speaks of becoming the best version of ourselves and helping others to become the best version of themselves. In the whole scheme of things, love is the only thing that matters in life.

We hear that people won't remember what we said or did, but they will remember how we made them feel. Are we spreading love to all those we meet? Are we helping others become their best self? Will we be remembered as a person who loved?

Speak, Lord, Your Servant Is Listening

2012-01-12T21:37:00.003-05:00

When you get a chance, look at the First Reading for Wednesday, January 11 (1 Samuel 3:1-10, 19-20). I love the story of Samuel being called by God. Samuel doesn't know it is the voice of God. Each time he wakes up, goes to Eli, and answers, "Here I am." Eli sends Samuel back to sleep until he realizes the 3rd time that it is God calling. When he is called a fourth time, Samuel is told to answer, "Speak, Lord, your servant is listening."

What a wonderful model on how to live our lives. May we, too, hear and recognize the voice of God. May we, like Samuel, answer, "Speak, Lord, your servant is listening. May we, like Eli, help others to hear the voice of God more clearly.

Wrestling Angels or Battling Demons?

2012-01-11T20:36:00.003-05:00

I love the story in Genesis 32 about Jacob wrestling with the angel. Here is the man who is to become the patriarch of Israel, the father of the twelve tribes, and the night before he is to meet his estranged brother Esau, he wrestles until dawn with a man who ultimately wrenches his hip out of the socket and won't tell him his name. He blesses Jacob and renames him Israel, telling him that he has "striven with beings divine and human, and [has] prevailed" (Gen 32:28).

I can imagine Jacob's fear of meeting his brother. He earlier had stolen Esau's birthright, and he has every reason to presume Esau would hate him. At this point in the story, Jacob has gathered all kinds of gifts for his brother, hoping against hope to be forgiven. Perhaps on this night, he wrestles both physically and figuratively with God, wanting to do the right thing and yet being terrified that things might go completely wrong. He wrestles, and manages to do the right thing. He survives, both the angel and his brother.

I think we wrestle with God, too. Like Jacob, we want to make peace with those who ought to be closest to us. We want to set things right. We want to do the right thing. And yet the unknown possibilities can be so frightening. We don't always know how people will receive us. And yet we take the plunge. Like Jacob, sometimes we come out of these experiences with God wounded but blessed, perhaps even given a new name, marked by our encounter with the holy.

Spiritual battle also can be with more deadly forces. In the Gospels, Jesus casts out demons right and left, freeing people who have been bound. While we may not see people being "possessed" by evil in the Hollywood sense of things, battling demons is still something we have to deal with, too. In the Eastern monastic tradition, Evagrius Ponticus writes of the eight thoughts, which are the precursor to what we now know as the seven deadly sins. Actions begin with thoughts in our mind, and so the devil first works to get into our head. Thus we have to deal with temptations to lust, greed, anger, vainglory, pride, sloth, acedia (a listless sense of boredom with life), envy, gluttony, and the rest. The challenge is to nip the bad thoughts in the bud. Do we nurture thoughts that will lead us down a road to bad actions and ultimately the death of our soul, or do we dash bad thoughts against Christ, as St. Benedict suggests, and nurture more life-giving thoughts, which give rise to virtue and good actions?

This kind of battle can be as simple as choosing the moderation of one cookie instead of two, or it can be as frought with danger as choosing to be faithful to a life commitment in the face of real problems and painful difficulties. Whether what we face be a small matter or large, the feelings of weakness and powerlessness sometimes can be overwhelming. Yet the message of the Gospel is that Christ has defeated evil. With Christ, we can overcome temptation. Even if we fail sometimes, the mercy and love of God outweigh our sins. Ultimately, we never are alone. God is with us, Emmanuel, and if we allow God to take the lead, everything will be okay.

Epiphany blessing

2012-01-10T14:05:00.003-05:00

20 + C + M + B + 12

That's the inscription written in chalk on the monastery entrance doorway. Following a long tradition of blessing homes in conjunction with the celebration of the feast of Epiphany, Sister Kristine Anne Harpenau, prioress, marked the doorway and blessed the sisters gathered in the Blessed Virgin Room at the entrance before Evening Prayer. The letters represent Christus Mansionem Benedicat (May Christ bless this house) and also the names of the three kings, the magi, Caspar, Melchior, and Balthasar. And the current year, 2012 is inscribed before and after the crosses. The ritual ended with this prayer: Lord, you revealed your Son to every nation by the guidance of a star. Bless this monastery, our home, and all of us who dwell here. May we be blessed with health, goodness of heart, gentleness of spirit, and reverence of your word. Fill us with the light of Christ that our concerns for others may reflect your love.

(Sister Paulette Seng)

Words

2012-01-03T12:03:00.003-05:00

Every year, Michigan's Lake Superior State University puts out a list of overused, misused, and cliched words that they think should be retired. Some of the words this year include ginormous and mancave.

It is interesting how words or phrases change over time. I remember when we used to say, "That's bad," to really mean something was good. For awhile "bad" meant "good." I don't remember what we'd say if something actually was bad. That is, bad is in bad, not bad as in good.

I unknowingly use words that the kids haven't always heard. I told the kids one year that they could wear "slacks" to the Christmas program. One girl went home and asked her mom what slacks were. I probably confused other kids too without realizing it.

We were singing a song one time about "Little Sally Walker sitting in a saucer." I asked the kids if they knew what a saucer was. Many had no idea. They thought of a flying saucer and had a few other guesses, but I had to explain it to them. I guess most kids don't have tea parties anymore.

I asked the kids one time if they had ever seen a sewing machine. Only 2 or 3 out of the class of 20 something had ever seen a sewing machine. I explained what a sewing machine does, and we examined the stitching on our clothing.

The 2nd grade teacher one year wanted me to show the kids a record player. They were fascinated by this antique.

Times do change, and life goes on. Nowadays, things advance so quickly that it's hard (if not impossible) to keep up. New technologies are created all the time. I do my best to try to understand my students and their ever evolving vocabulary just as I'm sure they do their best to understand me and my archaic language.

Valuing People

2011-12-30T09:45:00.004-05:00

Sometimes when I was growing up, my dad would ask, "Do you want to go with me?" My response was always, "Where are you going?" He'd say, "That shouldn't matter." So, I'd say, "Well, what are you going to do?" I'd get the answer, "That shouldn't matter either. It's more important who you're with than what you're doing?" I understood the message he was trying to get across, but I still wished for a clear answer.

Since entering the monastery, I find myself doing activities that I didn't care for before, not because I all of a sudden like the activities, but because over the years I've learned, "It's more important who I'm with than what I'm doing."

I was never into jigsaw puzzles, but have found myself putting pieces in if that's what the group is doing.

Sledding???? I hate the cold, but I've even found myself all bundled up having a great time. Not because I enjoy sledding, but I enjoy the people I'm with.

I'm not a huge fan of checkers either, but played around 700 games with Sr. Carla. (We kept a tally. I haven't played checkers since she died in 2008 at 104 years old. I enjoyed being with her even when she kicked my tail.)

Now don't get me wrong. I have my likes and dislikes, but the activity is secondary to the people I'm with.

I was recently invited to watch a movie with a group of sisters. The actual watching of the movie wasn't that important to me as just being with the group. I would have said yes to playing cards, working on a crossword puzzle, or sitting around twiddling our thumbs. That's why when we spent about an hour trying to figure out the DVD player and still couldn't get it to work, it didn't bother me in the least. It was the people I came to be with, not the movie I came to see.

We worked hard to get the DVD player working. We called a few people and even got so desperate that we looked at the instruction manual. We finally switched to a different TV and DVD player in another room.

As a kid, it was annoying to ask my dad what we were doing or where we were going and not get a clear answer. I did learn the lesson though and live my life accordingly. People are more important than places or activities.

The Joy of Giving

2011-12-25T22:20:00.002-05:00

Maybe you've heard or seen on the news stories about Christmas angels coming in and paying off layaway bills or going up to complete strangers at different stores and giving them gift cards. Last week, I got to be a part of a group of people who were those Christmas angels.

When I went to MO a few days before Christmas, I got together with a high school friend and some members of his church. They had been collecting donations and then went to Wal-Mart and bought 15 $10 gift cards and 1 $100 gift card. We all met in the parking lot one evening, broke up into 5 groups and handed out 3 gift cards each. We prayed before passing them out and were told to use the gift of discernment. I thought everyone looked like they could use a little extra help and money, so I tagged along and left the discernment up to the others in my group.

We then met together as a large group, talked about our experiences, and then headed off to give away the $100 gift card. There were probably around 30 of us all walking around the store together. We then handed the $100 gift card to a woman who was there with her husband and child. She and her daughter both started crying. It was a beautiful sight.

As we celebrate this Christmas season, let us all be aware of the many ways that we can be Christ's hands and feet.

Merry Christmas!

2011-12-25T01:24:00.004-05:00

Now there were shepherds in that region living in the fields and keeping the night watch over their flock. The angel of the Lord appeared to them and the glory of the Lord shone around them, and they were struck with great fear. The angel said to them, “Do not be afraid; for behold, I proclaim to you good news of great joy that will be for all the people. For today in the city of David a savior has been born for you who is Christ and Lord.” (Luke 2)

The people who walked in darkness have seen a great light; upon those who dwelt in the land of gloom a light has shone. You have brought them abundant joy and great rejoicing… For a child is born to us, a son is given us… They name him Wonder-Counselor, God-Hero, Father-Forever, Prince of Peace. (Isaiah 9)

Our wish and prayer for you this Christmas season and throughout the new year is for good news, great joy, peace, and love.

Blessing of the Greens

2011-12-19T16:00:00.003-05:00

The "blessing of the greens" is an annual ritual we observe in our monastery about a week before Christmas. The message is, "Let the decorating begin." Our prioress, Sister Kristine Anne Harpenau, blesses sprigs of evergreen and gives one to each of the deaneries (groups of sisters living in the various residential areas of the monastery), to represent the beginning of Christmas decorating in our monastery. During the first few weeks of Advent, we focus more on the internal, spiritual preparation for Christmas. That continues, but the external preparations also become important this final week of Advent.

Gospel Reflection - 2nd Sunday of Advent

2011-12-05T07:28:00.011-05:00

Here's a reflection I gave at the monastery on the Gospel for the 2nd Sunday of Advent.

Reflection: Mark 1: 1-8

I’d like to share a true story. Well, as true as I know it to be. Sr. Mary Mark shared it with me a few years ago. As I tell the story, I’d like for you to imagine yourself actually in the story. Take in the sights. Hear the sounds. Ask yourself how you would respond and what you are thinking as you see the events unfold? At the end, think of how you would live your life if you truly believe the message of the story. Would your life be any different?

Imagine that you are at St. Meinrad at the archabby church. It’s before the current renovation, so there’s still a balcony. You’re simply sitting and praying when you notice Sr. Mary Mark come in with a family whose little girl goes to Madonna Learning Center in Memphis, TN. They are taking in the beauty of the church and fail to notice the girl slip away from them, climb the stairs to the balcony, look at everyone below, and proclaim in a very loud and clear voice so that the entire church can hear, “Jesus is going to be here in 10 minutes.”

Now tell me, what would you have done? I know if I had been there, I would have looked at my watch and waited around at least 15 more minutes. I would have even given Jesus ½ an hour. I would have stood a little straighter and been on the look out. After all, God spoke to Moses through a burning bush. God spoke to others in a whisper or a dream. Our Gospel reading today quotes Isaiah, which reads, “Behold, I am sending my messenger ahead of you; he will prepare your way.” Who’s to say God’s not sending this message to us through a little girl from Memphis, TN? I certainly would have waited around a few more minutes to find out.

The more important question though, is not what would you have done for the next 10 minutes or so, but what would you have done after you waited and realized that this proclamation was not going to be fulfilled? What would you have done after an hour? Would you still have stood a little straighter? Still be on the look out? Would your life have been any different?

Does knowing that Jesus may come at any minute change the way you think, act, speak, or feel? Does knowing that Jesus is present with me right now as I stand up here and speak affect how I live my life? Does it affect how you love and how you express that love? Does it affect your priorities? Does knowing that Jesus is here present within each person, that God created us and calls us all beloved, that we are all created in God’s image, that we are all God’s children, brothers and sisters in God’s family, affect how I treat the person next to me, the person I pass in the hallway, the person I get stuck with at table, the person I live with, the person who is getting on my nerves yet again?

Advent, as we know, is a time when we prepare for the coming of Jesus. How are we preparing the way for the Lord? How are we living our lives so that we can become more fully aware of God’s presence at all times?

In the Gospel, we hear about John the Baptist. We are called to follow his example, minus the camel hair, locusts, and wild honey, and prepare the way for the Lord. The girl from TN was following his example, and her message would have woken me up. But if I live my life fully the way God intends, those 10 minutes waiting to see if anything would happen should not have been much different than how I live my life all the time.

As we prepare the way for the Lord, we begin first by getting to know ourselves. Theresa of Avila said that you cannot know Jesus if you do not know yourself. This “getting to know myself” was felt most intensely for the first time for me during my novice year. When someone asked how my novice year was going, I responded, “I didn’t know what I was getting into.” Getting to know ourselves can be painful and challenging as we discover and uncover things we had always kept hidden. Then, of course, after that, as we continue to journey forth toward getting to know ourselves and the God who dwells within us, it’s a lot of hard work. You all know that and model that through your perseverance.

We prepare the way for the Lord by getting to know ourselves first. In so doing, we come to know the God who dwells within us. We can then radiate God’s light and let God’s love shine through us.

We don’t have to wait or wonder when Jesus is going to be here. It won’t be in 10 minutes. Just look around and within. Jesus is already present.

Advent blessings!

2011-11-30T15:31:00.003-05:00

One lighted candle on our Advent wreath in cloister hall, outside our church doors, reminds us that we are in the first week of Advent, the liturgical season when we wait in hope, longing for God's coming among us - Emmanuel. On Saturday, November 26, Sister Kristine Anne Harpenau, our prioress, blessed the Advent wreath and lit the first candle.

Change

2011-11-29T06:57:00.004-05:00

As my mom's health continues to decline, and we look into making major changes, I'm aware of how our home hasn't really changed too much over the past 30 years we've lived there. Well, that's not entirely true. We did have a few major changes. When I was around 10, we added 3 rooms to our house. At some point growing up, we built a shed in the back yard, but beyond that our house and our actions, for the most part, have stayed the same.

I wrote one time about when my brother and I were home from college and he went to the grocery store to buy toilet paper. When he went to check out, the cashier said, "That isn't the kind of toilet paper your mom usually buys."

A few years ago, my mom wanted me to go to the store and buy cheese. I was surprised when she asked, "Do you know what kind to get?" I responded, "Mom, we've bought the same cheese for 30 years." (Maybe she was remembering the toilet paper mix-up a few years earlier.)

It's not that anyone in my family would be against trying something new. I just think we all unconsciously fell into a comfortable routine. I remember being so surprised when my mom rearranged the living room furniture. Of course, that was around 15 years ago, and I'm a little more used to it now.

One thing that has changed a lot is my mom's mobility. She uses a walker to get around the house. Because of this, I moved the dining room buffet about 6 inches to make the maneuvering a little easier for her. As I moved the buffet, I was very much aware that this was probably the first time the piece of furniture had been moved in 20 or 30 years. A small incident, but a sign of a major change.

One thing that has remained constant at our house that I'll carry on as long as possible is the candy dish on top of the buffet, which has always been filled with M&Ms. My mom no longer eats them, but I always make sure the dish is replenished when I'm there. (I guess that's only fair since I do my part to empty it.) I'll buy a different kind of toilet paper or cheese before I say good-bye to the M&M dish.

Of course, these are all little changes compared to the major decisions and changes that lie ahead of us and the changes that we've already had to make. Not having my mom greet me when I come home and not having her wave for 2 blocks as I drive back to Ferdinand have been difficult changes. It was tough being at my niece's wedding and not seeing my mom being escorted down the aisle by her 8 year old grandson. Everyday from here on out, there will be more letting go.

I do find it interesting that my mom's illness really reared its ugly head soon after I made profession in October 2008. After entering in 2001, my mom waited 7 years to see me make profession. I'm convinced that she was doing all she could to hold off the disease and make it to profession. When I went home at Christmas that same year, it was like night and day as far as my mom's health.

Through all of this, we'll continue making difficult decisions. We'll continue moving furniture, getting rid of things, and filling up the M&M dish. Many things will change, but I will always be aware of my mom's sacrifices and unconditional love for my brothers and me.

Happy Veterans Day!

2011-11-11T11:23:00.003-05:00

We remember… and we honor and pray for all veterans of war and for men and women who are currently serving their country. We pray for peace among all nations.

When Times Are Tough

2011-11-09T08:01:00.003-05:00

I work with the best people ever here at Notre Dame Academy in Louisville, KY. It's a real family, and everyone pitches in to help each other. Some of the teachers have given me gas money for when I go home to visit my mom. I couldn't ask for a better place to work and a better group of people to work with.

A lot of times we say or hear people say, "Let me know if you need anything." It's always nice when people think of things on their own and take action. I wouldn't ask my co-workers for gas money, but how thoughtful and kind of them to think of me.

All Souls Day

2011-11-08T15:22:00.002-05:00

As part of our observance of All Souls Day on November 2, a special day to remember departed loved ones, we processed to the monastery cemetery for the conclusion of our Evening Prayer. We placed a wreath at the crucifix, blessed the graves, and prayed for the dead, including those whose names were sent to us by friends, families, and benefactors.

Congratulation to our jubilarians!

2011-11-08T15:15:00.005-05:00

Jubilees are important occasions for our community. On Sunday, October 30, five of our sisters observed their jubilees - special anniversaries of their monastic profession. Five sisters - 325 years of prayer and service. With great joy and gratitude we celebrated their faithfulness to the monastic life and their commitment to years of ministry. Sister Mary Charlotte Kavanaugh (75 years), Sister Martha Marie Tempel (70 years), and Sisters Joanna Trainer, Lorraine DeVault, and Mary Dominic Frederick (60 years).

During the jubilee ceremony, the sisters renewed their vows and commitment and prayed for the grace to remain faithful.

Front row: Sister Martha Marie Tempel and Sister Mary Charlotte Kavanaugh

Back row: Sisters Joanna Trainer, Mary Dominic Frederick, and Lorraine DeVault

Moved to Clapping

2011-11-03T15:17:00.001-04:00

Have you ever been so in awe of God's presence that you were moved to clapping? I think that's what happened to my students today. I have church singing practice with 4th-6th grade once a week in the church. The students were singing beautifully. It couldn't have been any better. We sang through a new Mass setting that we'll be using in Advent. Then we sang a song by Janet Vogt called Thank You, God. It was beautiful. When they sing and participate well, I let them choose a few songs, so we sang through I Danced in the Morning and Anthem. (They never get tired of these.) Then we sang a song called Give Thanks. At the end, they all started clapping. It was absolutely beautiful.

I Get by with a Little Help from My Students

2011-11-01T12:05:00.001-04:00

One thing about preparing the children’s liturgies here at school is that you never know what will happen. I could practice 100 times with a student, but that morning, the student may be absent. Today’s liturgy for All Saints Day went really well thanks to the students. We did have 2 substitutes for the ministries because of absences (and maybe a candy hangover from Halloween).

I announced to the students before we started that we were going to sing the Gloria. Well, when the time came for us to sing, I had already forgotten and had the music set up for the Responsorial Psalm. Creature of Habit. We usually don’t sing the Gloria on a regular weekday, but did today for the Holy Day.

Then after the First Reading and Responsorial Psalm, I had my fingers on the piano keys ready to play the Alleluia. A student in the choir, thank goodness, said, “Do I go up now?” She was reading the Second Reading that day. Had she not said anything, I would have forgotten. Another change for the Holy Day that we don’t normally have on other weekdays.

After that, I think everything else was the same.

Sometimes I’m the one helping the students with the liturgies. Today, it was the students helping me.

Learn Something New Every Day

2011-10-24T22:34:00.002-04:00

Today one of the 2nd graders who is new to our school saw me in the hallway and said, "You know, I'm figuring out that I like music. I think it's kind of fun." I'm glad to hear that she likes music. I think it can be used by her as a way to open up, feel more comfortable, and make new friends.

Music can be used to express feelings or thoughts that are otherwise difficult to express. For me, it has certainly changed my life. I truly was not aware that I had any musical talent before entering the monastery, and now here I am. I've been a music teacher for the last 8 years. It's amazing how God works.

Music is the tool that is used to help me become more fully who I am called to be. It connects me to people and opens me up to love and the God who dwells within me.

I'm glad that little girl is discovering that she likes music. Hopefully, through her enjoyment and having fun, she too will develop a closer relationship with God.

Live Fully

2011-10-23T22:47:00.004-04:00

I went home this weekend to see my mom. She spends most of her time in bed, so I don't get to spend a whole lot of time with her, but I value the time I do get. Someone told me that the best thing I can do for her is to live my life fully. That makes sense. It's tempting, since my mom is suffering, to suffer right along with her. I don't believe my mom would want that though. Sure, it's difficult to watch her decline, but that doesn't mean I have to spend my life moping around.

This is hard to explain, and I hope it doesn't appear insensitive. Robert Wicks talks about this in his book Riding the Dragon. When his daughter was in the hospital, he thought he had to appear gloomy or else his neighbors would mistake him for not caring. He thought the more forlorn he looked, the more it would seem he cared about his daughter who was sick. When he went to visit her, she told him that he looked worse than she felt. It was then that he realized that his being miserable was not helping him or his daughter.

I do live my life the best I can, taking advantage of every opportunity and learning as much as I can, so I can become more fully the person I was created to be. I have no doubt my mom is proud. After all, I am her favorite daughter.

Sisters' suggestions for books on Benedictine spirituality

2011-10-12T15:26:00.009-04:00

You can read the fall issue of our magazine, Seek. Pray. Share., on our web site! Just go to this page and download it.

Want to learn about Benedictine spirituality? Our book column on page 20 describes seven books that some of our sisters have recommended as a good place to start. We couldn’t fit all of their suggestions in the magazine, so here’s the entire list. The first seven are the top picks. Happy reading!

St. Benedict’s Toolbox: The Nuts and Bolts of Everyday Benedictine Living by Jane Tomaine, 2005
Wisdom Distilled from the Daily: Living the Rule of St. Benedict Today by Sister Joan Chittister, OSB, 1991
The Rule of Benedict: A Spirituality for the 21st Century by Sister Joan Chittister, 2010
Living with Contradiction: An Introduction to Benedictine Spirituality by Esther de Waal, 1998
A Life-Giving Way: A Commentary on the Rule of St. Benedict by Esther de Waal, 1995
Seven Sacred Pauses: Living Mindfully Through the Hours of the Day by Sister Macrina Wiederkehr, OSB, 2010
The Song of the Seed: The Monastic Way of Tending the Soul by Sister Macrina Wiederkehr, OSB, 1997
A Good Life…Benedict’s Guide to Everyday Joy by Robert Benson, 2004
Benedict’s Rule: A Translation and Commentary by Terrence G. Kardong, 1996
Benedict's Way: An Ancient Monk's Insights for a Balanced Life by Lonnie Collins Pratt, 2001
Engaging Benedict: What the Rule Can Teach Us Today by Laura Swan, 2005
Finding Sanctuary: Monastic Steps for Everyday Life by Abbot Christopher Jamison, 2006
Man of Blessing, A Life of St. Benedict by Carmen Acevedo Butcher, 2006
Praying with Benedict by Katherine Howard, 2004
Preferring Christ: A Devotional Commentary and Workbook on the Rule of St. Benedict by Norvene Vest, 2004
Saint Benedict for the Laity by Eric Dean, 1989
Spirituality for Everyday Living: An Adaptation of the Rule of St. Benedict by Brian C. Taylor, 1989
The Cloister Walk by Kathleen Norris, 1997The Hawk and the Dove by Penelope Wilcock, 1991
The Motley Crew: Monastic Lives by Brother Benet Tvedten, 2006
Too Deep for Words: Rediscovering Lectio Divina by Thelma Hall, 1988

These were mentioned as books appropriate for the reader with some background in Benedictine spirituality:
Lectio Matters: Before The Burning Bush: Through the Revelatory Texts of Scripture, Nature and Experience by Mary Margaret Funk, 2010
New Seeds of Contemplation by Thomas Merton, 2007
Open Mind, Open Heart by Thomas Keating, OCSO, 2006
Sermons on the Song of Songs by Bernard of Clairvaux, 1980
Strangers to the City: Reflections on the Beliefs and Values of the Rule of Saint Benedict by Michael Casey, 2005
The Institutes by John Cassian, 2000

Best wishes, Margie!

2011-10-10T15:32:00.002-04:00

Here are a few photos from the retirement dinner we had yesterday (Sunday, Oct. 9) for Margie Bowman and her family.

She worked here as a Certified Nursing Assistant, CNA, for almost 31 years before retiring this spring. Notice there's one photo with her and her sister Verena Kays, one of our pantry aides.

Fulfilling Our Calling

2011-10-07T10:44:00.003-04:00

Today and yesterday, we’ve been having Parent, Teacher, Student (PTS) Conferences at school. This involves the homeroom teachers, so as a music teacher, I fortunately don’t have to do them unless there is a specific need.

There are many things homeroom teachers do that I do not do, but there are also things that I do that the homeroom teachers do not have to do. We all have our specific calling and talents. I’m grateful that I can use my gifts as a music teacher.

Every teacher does have different responsibilities, depending on the age of the students. As the 3 year olds were leaving my classroom the other day, I heard the teacher tell one student, “Hold on. Let me hold your hand. Your pants are falling down and your shoe’s untied.” You probably wouldn’t hear the teachers of the older students say that. I’ve heard them discuss other important things with them, such as the importance of wearing deodorant every day.

Teachers really do have many more responsibilities each day beyond teaching. It all depends on what our gifts are as to what subject and age level we teach.

Let us be grateful for whatever our calling is in life and fulfill that calling to the best of our ability – whether it’s tying shoes or reminding students about personal hygiene.

Organization & Planning???????

2011-10-04T16:34:00.002-04:00

Organization and planning have never been strong characteristics of mine or even characteristics at all. They really weren't in my vocabulary until a few years ago. I don't know how I managed, but somehow things worked out. I still think back to the day during my first year of teaching. It was probably April and I came home and said, "Mary Celestin, did you know people plan?" I think she was waiting for me to finish the sentence, but that was it. That was the revelation I had had that day. It was a new concept for me. I was more used to having ideas instead of plans. I didn't have a lesson plan book, but a lesson idea book. Sometimes I did what was written, but more often than not, I made it up as I went along. I didn't know what my plans were until after I was finished. I really didn't know any other way.

This is now my 8th year of teaching (7th year at Notre Dame Academy in Louisville, KY). My lesson plan book today looks a lot different than my first years. Thank goodness!

I still struggle with organization and planning, but I'm working on it. This year, in particular, I need lots of organization and planning. I have two choirs - a 2nd & 3rd grade choir and a 4th-8th grade choir. Before starting the 2^nd & 3^rd grade choir, I asked our principal if therapy or counseling would be covered under worker's comp in case I go crazy. She said, "It didn't cover pre-existing conditions." How’s that for support?????

Actually, it’s going really well. I do need to be organized and well planned. There are around 25-30 students in each choir, so I’ve divided them up into teams. Then if there are different jobs or instruments that need to be played for Mass, I choose a team for that week. Brilliant! But this kind of thinking doesn’t come naturally. I’ve been stretched and have learned along the way. It is paying off. One kid today said, “Sr. Catherine, how come you’re choosing this year to be so organized?” I just laughed and said, “Because there are so many of you.” It really is a necessity.

So, after 8 years of teaching, I think I may be getting the hang of things. By the time I’m ready to retire, you should look out. I may actually know what I’m doing.

Surrendering to New Life

2011-10-01T22:04:00.004-04:00

"I surrender" doesn't have a very good connotation. I think of being defeated, overpowered, conquered. In the world, it means "I give up. You win." In the spiritual sense, however, I believe it takes a lot of strength to surrender. Even though I'd like to hold on to the familiar, it sometimes takes a lot of work and energy to hold on and do things the way they've always been done and be the way I've always been. It takes much greater courage and trust to let that all go and surrender to a new way of being. To give up familiar ways and surrender to God's way.

I'm not a person who gives up control easily. I like being in charge. However, I can't surrender in the worldly sense; I have to surrender in the spiritual sense - to give up my own will and desires and embrace fully God's will.

Jesus surrendered to God's will and it led him to the cross. The story didn't stop there, however. There's a resurrection - resurrection to new life if we are first willing to surrender and embrace change and the unknown, trusting in God's steadfast and unconditional love. Surrendering, no doubt, will lead me places I'd rather not go. It may cause me to change or do things I'd rather not do. But it won't end there. When I surrender, I am opening myself up to new life.

Congratulations, Sisters Jill & Kathy!

2011-10-01T19:18:00.005-04:00

Today we celebrated the perpetual profession of two of our sisters -- Sister Jill Marie Reuber and Sister Kathleen Marie Cash. It was a beautiful ceremony for two wonderful people! Congratulations and God's Blessings to both of you.

20 days

2011-09-10T12:55:00.001-04:00

I have not posted in a while and was browsing the blog and thought it would be time to start doing this again. I am very excited in 20 days Sr. Kathleen Marie and I will be making our Perpetual Profession to this monastery. It is a very exciting time. I am sooooo excited!!!!!!!!!!! I am kind of nervous at the same time because there are going to be lots of people at the ceremony including the Bishop. I will fill you in with more details coming soon.

Kid Stories

2011-09-02T07:23:00.003-04:00

Kids say what they think, don't they? I used to be able to draw stick people and get high praise from my younger students. These students, I guess, have grown up. The other day when I tried to draw a guitar, I got, "That's kinda good." I guess if it were really critiqued, I would have gotten, "What in the world is that?"

They're spelling is always interesting too, and it's good to remember that they're young and just learning to spell. I'm having the kids write cards for someone who is leaving. One little girl wrote, "I'm sorry you are living." I'm sure it's a spelling mistake and nothing personal. It's hard to spell when you have a southern accent.

As with most things, I can't take anything that's said or done too seriously. I mostly just laugh and have fun.

Birthday Surprise

2011-08-30T07:34:00.000-04:00

I'm a people person. I like to be around people and get to know them, but I also have a belief that if the people at McDonald's know you by name, you probably go there too often. One summer in college, I worked at McDonald's. I usually didn't know the people by name, but often the same people would come in, so I knew them by order. As they walked in, we'd get their regular order ready for them. Rarely did it change. We're creatures of habit.

Today, I stopped off at McDonald's for breakfast to celebrate my birthday. The lady who took my order was so nice. Extremely friendly. She's the type of person who you'd want to stop by and order from, regardless if you're hungry or not. I told her it was my birthday. She then started singing to me like someone on American Idol. It was hilarious. She now knows me by name, rather than "a sausage biscuit and Diet Coke."

Community Days at the monastery

2011-08-26T15:58:00.000-04:00

July 27-30
Every July, all of us sisters come together for our summer Community Days at the monastery. We pack a lot into those four days - community business and updates, ongoing formation presentations, "open forum," strategic planning and review of goals, prayer and rituals, and fun activities, especially our Familien Fest. Our time together concludes with our "missioning" ritual followed by Mass and dinner. During the missioning ceremony, each sister receives a blessing from the prioress and a commission to go forth to serve in ministry. This year we were privileged to have Bishop Charles C. Thompson, newly ordained bishop of our diocese, to preside at Mass on the last day of our community gathering. (Sister Paulette Seng)

Welcome, Postulant Beth!

2011-08-21T15:58:00.001-04:00

Today our community officially received Beth Fritsch into our monastery as a postulant. The simple ritual of Beth's reception into the monastery began in the cloister hall at the entrance doorway as Sister Kristine Anne Harpenau, our prioress, invited her to enter the monastery. After being called forth into the gathering of the community, Beth listened as Sister Michelle Catherine Sinkhorn read from the Rule of St. Benedict about receiving postulants into the monastery. Sister Kristine Anne then placed a medal of St. Benedict on Beth and presented to her a Liturgy of the Hours Book and an apron, representing prayer and work, key elements of our Benedictine life. We warmly accept Beth into our community life and pledge our love and support. (Sister Paulette Seng)

Do Not Be Unbelieving, But Believe

2011-08-12T16:13:00.003-04:00

I've been meaning to post this for some time, but never got around to it. This is a reflection on the Gospel about Thomas. Hope you enjoy.

There’s something special about being a twin. There’s a bond that’s hard to describe, but understood, I believe, only if you’re a twin. When my brother and I were younger, we were best friends. We shared the same experiences at the same time. Now, along with this close relationship came difficulties. For starters, we shared the same experiences at the same time. Although this could be nice, it also led to people comparing us. We were known as “The Twins.” We were so much a pair that I would often unknowingly answer in the plural even when I was the only person around. Once in kindergarten, the teacher asked me to move to a different desk, so my brother decided to move with me. He thought he was supposed to.

We were a pair, but as we grew older, we wanted to be treated more as individuals. This is something you really have to work hard at if you’re a twin. I read somewhere that maybe this was why Thomas was away at the time. Did you ever wonder why the other disciples had locked themselves in a room, but Thomas was out and about? Was he the bravest one? Maybe Thomas was trying to sow his wild twin oats. Maybe he needed to get away where he could be thought of as an individual and not as “the twin.”

Regardless of why Thomas was away, I do know for a fact that all of his descendants ended up in MO. Thomas said, “Unless I see the marks of the nails in his hands and put my fingers into the nailmarks and put my hand into his side, I will not believe.” Sounds like a true Missourian to me. His descendants had to have ended up in MO, which is known as “The Show Me State.”

In fact, since having twins runs in families and since Thomas’ descendants ended up in MO, and since I’m a twin and I’m from MO, that must make him my great, great, add a few more greats, uncle or grandpa.

I certainly can relate to his disbelief and wonder if I can blame that on genetics. Many times, I do blame it on my MO heritage, but Jesus tells us, “Blessed are those who have not seen and have believed.”

I’ve been reading a lot lately about living in the present moment. I’ve either been reading more about it or I’ve been in the present moment enough to be more aware of reading more about being in the present moment. The idea is that when one feels fear, like the disciples who had locked themselves away, or worry or regret or in Thomas’ case, doubt, to take a deep breath and focus on the present moment. Somehow we’ve lost our focus on God by worrying about the future or brooding about the past. God, as we know, is a God of the present. In the present is where we meet God, not in the future with all its worries and uncertainties, not in the past with its mistakes and regrets, but here in the present.

I know what you may be thinking, “I’ve heard this before. Easier said than done.” We’re called to not just hear it or to think it, but to live this way – to live focused on the present moment. The disciples, however, were wrapped up in their own fear and had taken their eyes off God.

Jesus came, breathed on them and said, “Receive the Holy Spirit.” In Genesis, God breathed life into Adam. From God’s breath, we were created and given life. Can it be that when Jesus breathed on them, he was giving them not only the Holy Spirit, but also new life - new life to see things in a new way. New life filled with peace and the ability to forgive sins.

This sounds wonderful. It sounds reassuring. They’ve seen the Risen Lord. He’s brought them peace and has breathed new life into them. That should be enough to get them going. Why is it a week later they are still in a locked room?

Does this remind some of you of your teaching days? You tell your students something and a week later, it’s as if it never happened. Or you come back from spring break, and it seems like it’s the first day of school again as the students get reaccustomed to the rules and routines.
Learning something new or living in a new way takes time and repetition. It takes falling and getting back up. The disciples didn’t get it the first time. We certainly don’t get it the first time. One thing I enjoyed learning when I came here is that it’s a lifelong journey. Thank goodness. Learning that certainly took a lot of pressure off.

Thankfully, we are all on this journey together. It takes daily prayer and lectio. It takes reading and living the Rule. It takes faithfulness to spiritual direction and yearly retreats.

Over time, we grow and change. Some of the changes in our lives are drastic, but many occur slowly over time like the way the rough edges of a rock are worn away from constant and steady drops of water.

We may not get it the first time, but our God is a patient God who keeps coming back even when the doors are locked. We’ll still have our doubts from time to time. We’ll still come up with excuses, like blaming things on genetics, our environment, our personal background, or in my case, my MO heritage, my being a twin, or my being a descendant of Thomas, but how fully are we living in the present moment? How fully are we believing and trusting in God?

Jesus comes in our midst and reassures us, “Peace be with you.” He is always present, breathing new life into us. Jesus tells all of us, even those of us from MO, “Do not be unbelieving, but believe.”

The Positive Side of Loss

2011-08-10T22:13:00.002-04:00

I recently went home to MO to visit my mom. During the trip, I listened to Robert Wick's Riding the Dragon. The book is full of great wisdom. One thing he talked about was how we look at loss and change.

Wicks was telling the story of members of a L'Arch community, a community for the mentally challenged. The founder, Jean Vanier, asked the members what the most challenging aspect of being in the community was for them. One member commented on the sense of deep loss. She went on to say that they get to know each other and become a family, but over time members of the group, either the employees or the residents, leave. Vanier acknowledged that as being a difficult part of living in community, but then challenged them to look at it in a different light.

Those who were leaving, he said, were leaving as new people, having been formed and transformed by their involvement with the other members in the community. In a sense, those who were staying were forming each other. Those who were leaving were able to take all that they had learned from the others and use it in their new ministries and environments.

I've heard that same philosophy spoken here as women leave the community. Just because a woman comes to the monastery does not mean she is stuck here. It's a discernment process. It took me 7 years before making perpetual vows. Over time, I've seen people come and go. These women were open to following God, gave monastic life a try, and then realized it wasn't the right fit. It wasn't where God was calling them to make a lifetime commitment, but it was where they felt called temporarily. It was where they received formation, grew in their spiritual journey, remained open to God's call, heard God calling them to something else, and then felt free enough to leave.

I believe leaving is difficult for those who are leaving as well as for those who are being left. It shows that we cannot hold on to anything too tightly. We can, however, be grateful for the time that we have with each other, acknowledge what we have gained in the process, and then use that knowledge in other areas, with other people.

Federation Chapter ‘Expands Our View of the Benedictine World’

2011-07-25T15:24:00.000-04:00

The 24th Chapter of the Federation of St. Gertrude (June 30 to July 6) brought 54 sisters to Ferdinand from 15 monasteries in the U.S. and Canada. The Chapter marked the beginning of the observance of the Federation’s 75th anniversary, which will take place in April 2012. Each monastery received a binder that included copies of historical documents and submissions from the member monasteries.

“One of the gifts of hosting the Federation Chapter was the opportunity for our community members to participate in parts of the Chapter,” said our prioress, Sister Kristine Anne Harpenau. They were able to attend some of the talks and receive some “food for thought.”

Sister Celeste Boda was one of the Ferdinand sisters who took advantage of the opportunity. She called it “invaluable” to be able to “interact with so many sisters from so many Benedictine houses. It expands our view of the Benedictine world. We see the gifts that each community brings. There’s different input from different perspectives. Large communities may see it one way, small communities may see it completely different. Yet we’re all speaking from a Benedictine framework.”

Sister Kristine Anne had a similar observation. “Realizing that in essence the Benedictine charism and life is the same, no matter where it’s lived, is really strengthening. There’s that sense that we’re not alone in this, that we are together on this journey.”

Our own Sister Joella Kidwell is president of the Federation of St. Gertrude. Delegates representing Monastery Immaculate Conception at the Chapter were Sister Kristine Anne, Sister Jane Will, subprioress, and Sister Jean Marie Ballard, treasurer. Other community members who took part were Sister Mary Carol Kinghorn, secretary for the Chapter; Sister Jane Becker, presenter; Sister Maria Tasto, facilitator; Sister Kathryn Huber, former president of the Federation; and Sister Mary Dominic Frederick, chair of the 75th Anniversary Committee.

Top photo: Those attending the 2011 Chapter of the Federation of St. Gertrude gathered Sunday morning on the monastery steps for an “official” photo.

Above: The Federation President and Council. Council members were elected during the Chapter. Front row: Sister Barbara Rinehart, House of Bread Monastery, Nanaimo, British Columbia; Sister Myra Schmeig, Mount St. Benedict Monastery, Crookston, Minnesota. Middle row: Sister Maria Goretti DeAngeli, St. Scholastica Monastery, Fort Smith, Arkansas; Sister Jacquelyn Ernster, first councilor, Sacred Heart Monastery, Yankton, South Dakota. Back row: Sister Joella Kidwell, Federation president, Monastery Immaculate Conception, Ferdinand; Sister Jill West, Sacred Heart Monastery, Richardton, North Dakota.

Right: Sister Penny Bingham (Sacred Heart Monastery, Yankton, South Dakota), Sister Lynn Osika (Mother of God Monastery, Watertown, South Dakota), and Sister Mary Dominic Frederick (Monastery Immaculate Conception, Ferdinand) review publications produced by the Federation over the years. Sister Mary Dominic chaired the 75th Anniversary Committee, which provided each monastery with a binder documenting the history of the Federation and its members.

Benedictines: Liturgical Powerhouse for a Liturgical Transition

2011-07-23T20:19:00.007-04:00

This past week a number of our sisters who are musicians attended the National Pastoral Musicians convention in Louisville. A major theme of the week was the role of musicians in preparing parishes for the new English translation of the Roman missal, to be implemented starting this coming Advent. As many of you probably know, the new translation of the mass is richer Scripturally, and is closer to the Latin base text produced by Rome. As many countries use the English translation as well as the Latin to get a meaningful version of their own, it is important that our words actually capture the meaning intended by the Church. Lex orandi, lex credendi is our traditional saying that we pray what we believe. We need to make sure we're getting the words right.

Of course new words mean new music. Composers have been hard at work writing new masses, and at this point it's anyone's guess as to which one will be the next "Mass of Creation," the one that everyone knows. The directives coming with the new translation also call for common knowledge of particular chant versions of the mass. Both presiders and the congregration will be chanting more of their parts at mass. Benedictines, as major keepers of chant, have written most of these new chants in the missal. At the the NPM conference, the meetings on chant were packed. Frs. Anthony Ruff and Columba Stewart were teaching and sharing their new work, as well as former Benedictine Charles Thatcher and oblate Paul Ford. People want to know how to do chant well, and they want to know how to introduce it in their parishes so that people will find chant engaging and beautiful, not slow and ponderous. Done well, it can actually flow more quickly than some traditional musical settings.

Benedictines also are physically producing the new translation of the missal. Liturgical Press, a work of the monks of St. John's Abbey in Collegeville, Minnesota, is producing an edition of the hefty tome, along with various worship aids that will help the average parishioner follow along in the first days of the new translation. Their missal also features the artwork of Br. Martin Erspamer, a monk from St. Meinrad.

Our sisters will be on the front lines as music ministers in parishes and schools, helping to prepare people for this transition in Catholic liturgical life. Keep your eyes and ears open over the coming months. November 27 will be here before you know it!

Brothers and Sisters

2011-07-17T15:39:00.004-04:00

When I entered the monastery eight years ago, I looked forward to gaining a bunch of new sisters. Little did I realize that I also would be gaining a whole set of new brothers, too! Our monastery is about five miles from St. Meinrad Archabbey and School of Theology, and the lives of our sisters are intertwined with the lives of the monks there. Not only are the monks our chaplains, but as new sisters, we take formation classes at the school alongside the monks and seminarians. We often collaborate in parish and retreat work, and occasionally work together on musical endeavors.

This past week, we jointly hosted the Monastic Worship Forum, a conference for Benedictine men and women across the U.S. involved in liturgy and music. While attending some of the talks at the archabbey, I had a chance to catch up with some monks with whom I've worked and studied. A few of our sisters joined some monks in recording some new chants to be used when the new translation of the Roman Missal goes into effect. A monk friend and I put in some practice time on some music for violin and cello. Yesterday several of us joined them in singing a special song at mass as they celebrated the feast of Our Lady of Einsiedeln, St. Meinrad's patroness.

From the beginning of the order, St. Benedict and his sister St. Scholastica both shared in the work of helping people seek God in the everyday stuff of life. How blessed we are to share in Benedictine life as sisters and brothers today!

Love Will Set Us Free

2011-07-13T23:34:00.002-04:00

If I think of the things that bother me, maybe someone's negative comment, an inconsiderate act, worry, difficulty, family situations, or things going on in our world, it's like adding links to a chain. This chain gets heavier, wraps itself around me, and weighs me down. What if, one by one, I broke the links to that chain by sending out love?

That cruel comment. It doesn't do any good to hold on to that. Whoever said it has issues of his/her own. That person spoke out of his/her own pain and insecurities. What if I acknowledge it for what it's worth - a cruel comment and then pray for that person, sending out love and peace?

The same goes for any inconsiderate act or situation to which I have no control. I can control, however, how I respond. What good does it do to respond with hatred? I'm just adding more hatred to the world - the very thing we don't need. What if, instead, I respond with love? What a difference that will make in my own being, in the situation, and in how I relate to the other people involved.

Instead of letting things or people or comments or situations weigh us down, as if adding links to a chain, let us respond with love.

Take a look at Romans 12:9-21 on mutual love.

Risk Being Heard

2011-07-10T14:46:00.003-04:00

I remember the first time I started playing the organ for prayer and Mass. Someone made the comment afterward, "You did well, but you can be a bit louder." I responded, "But people will hear me!"

As soon as I said it, I realized how ridiculous it sounded. Being heard, obviously, was the point, but I was brand new and very unconfident. At this point, I probably wasn't even playing the pedals even though I would still put on my organ shoes. Eventually, I did gain enough confidence to get louder and also get my feet moving.

I do find this incident to relate to life - the fear of being exposed, of being too vulnerable, wanting to hide and not let certain aspects of who we are and what we do not be seen or heard.

I was afraid of being heard when I played the organ. No doubt I was afraid of making mistakes. Fortunately I've made lots of mistakes, so I had to conquer my fear by facing it head on. I've been there, done that. And, you know what? I survived! The world didn't come to an end. I'm accepted regardless and am encouraged to continue.

It is difficult to be exposed, to be vulnerable, to take risks. The community certainly does hear me when I play. There's nothing I can do about that. I could have let fear and worry control me, but like everything else in life, I had to begin with the first step.

Is there something you've been hiding or keeping secret, hoping others won't find out? Why is this? Pray about it. What's keeping you from being who you are? What's keeping you from trying new things and letting others know? Nothing, of course, is hidden from God. Just look at Psalm 139.

Nothing is hidden from God, who created us, knows us, and loves us unconditionally.

Feast of the Body and Blood of Christ

2011-07-07T08:11:00.005-04:00

I've been meaning to post this ever since June 25 - the Feast of the Body and Blood of Christ. You can see how crazy things get here at the monastery. I'm working hard on my "to do" list since I start retreat on Friday.

Feast of the Body and Blood of Christ

Today we celebrate the Feast of the Body and Blood of Christ. Here at the monastery, we have the opportunity for daily Eucharist and receive the Body and Blood of Christ at Mass. We are called to become the Body and Blood of Christ. We are called to be broken, poured out, and given to others. We are called to be Christ for one another. We prepare ourselves by feasting on God’s Word, partaking in the Eucharist, and becoming more of the person we are called to be, but so much of our life is spent comparing ourselves to others. This, unfortunately, begins at an early age.

Children today seem to be dealing with certain issues at earlier ages. What was once considered in the past to be more of an adolescent issue may now be experienced in the primary or intermediate grades. “They’re only in 2nd grade,” or “They’re only in 5th grade,” are common remarks that I hear in the faculty room as teachers talk about negative peer pressure and concerns regarding low self-esteem.

There’s no doubt that children have it rough. We can place the blame lots of places. Families do the best they can, but many children do not come from very stable homes. Models in magazines and on TV keep getting skinnier. Advertising wants us to see our flaws so that we have a need for their product. Whatever the excuses we come up with, the truth is that we often do not see the beauty within ourselves, and consequently, compare ourselves to others. Comparison can lead to feelings of failure, low self-esteem, low self confidence, or defensive behaviors such as jealousy and judgment of others. We may spend our time trying to be like someone else rather than the person we are called to be.

It is easy to lose sight of our beauty. To lose sight of who we are and who we are called to be. We may obsess over our weight, our social or professional status, our inabilities, or our appearance, but do we know who we are? We are the Body and Blood of Christ. We are God’s creation.
Before coming to the monastery, I worked with children who were mentally challenged. Someone once asked me, “Why do you want to do that? With all your work and effort, you won’t have much to show for it.” If I look at the progress of each child, that person was right. With all my work and effort, there really was not much visible progress.

I spent days, if not weeks, trying to get one child with autism to simply wave and say the word “Mama.” I kept going for the mom’s sake. I taught another child how to respond to simple questions, such as “What is you name?” and “How old are you?”

It was challenging and the progress was often slow or unnoticeable. The knowledge I gained, however, was invaluable. Here was the Body of Christ. Pure, without need for comparison, without any concept of low self-esteem.

I worked with another child who had Down’s syndrome. Was she aware of what she could not do? Possibly. Did she belittle herself or others because of her lack of ability. Not to my knowledge or observation. She was the person she was called to be. She seemed to love others wholeheartedly and delighted in simple pleasures. She honored God by using her gifts to the best of her ability. Here was the Body of Christ for others.

I remember one summer, absorbed in trying to map out the rest of my life. I was worried about finances and which college classes to take. A hundred things were spinning around in my head. At the time, I was working at a camp with an adult who was mentally and physically challenged. The camp was coming to a close, so I asked him, “What are your plans for the future?” “Well,” he said, “I guess I’ll go home and make a sandwich. Then I may take a nap.” My mind was swimming with the 100 things necessary for the months and years yet to come. He simply delighted in the here and now. Here was the Body of Christ. Pure, simple, living in the now.
The progress I made when I worked with those who were mentally challenged may not have been earth shattering or even noticeable. The knowledge I gained, however, moved mountains.

Be present to the moment.

Be who you are called to be. Without comparing. Without belittling yourself or others.

This, I believe, is how we can truly celebrate this feast – the Feast of the Body and Blood of Christ. The feast where we recognize the Body and Blood of Christ in the Eucharist, in our brothers and sisters, and in ourselves.

Don’t we know who we are? We are the Body and Blood of Christ. We are broken, poured out, and given to others.

Golden Jubilee 2011

2011-06-08T15:55:00.003-04:00

We appreciate our Benedictine sisters, our families, colleagues, and friends who celebrated our golden jubilee with us on May 28 and those who were present with us in spirit. We had a wonderful and memorable day. And we continue to celebrate our 50 years of commitment to our Benedictine monastic life. With God’s grace and the support of all who journeyed with us those years, we have ministered to many people and have remained faithful to our monastic profession. We are profoundly grateful, and we continue to minister and to support others with our prayers. (Sister Paulette Seng)

A salute to our volunteers!

2011-05-31T16:48:00.010-04:00

Some very special people joined us for the midday meal on Saturday, May 21: 43 volunteers, along with their eight guests. They were recognized for their generosity in donating their time and effort to help our community.

Above: Sister Mary Philip thanks the volunteers. Right: She gave each volunteer a notepad with matching pen. Pictured is Betty Schmitt (right), from Ireland, Indiana, who does quilting. She's the sister of Sister Corita Hoffman (left).

Sister Mary Philip Berger, director of volunteers, reports that 158 individuals have served as volunteers in the last year. They range in age from 16 to 90, and they’ve helped throughout the monastery in such areas as activities, archives, Simply Divine bakery, For Heaven’s Sake, hair care, Kordes Center, Mission Advancement, quilting, yard sale, and yard work.

Would you like to be a volunteer or become more involved with our community? You can read about ways to be involved on our web site.

Spring at the monastery

2011-05-24T14:31:00.000-04:00

If you walk around our monastery grounds these days, you can smell the fragrance of a variety of blossoms. I sometimes take a camera with me when I go walking so I can capture some of the beauty that surrounds us...and some of the new life that's nested on window sills. Many of the flowers around our monastery have been planted and tended by "the twins," Sisters Mary Carmen and Mary Carmel Spayd, and by Sister Geneva Stumler. I hope you enjoy this bouquet of flowers.

-Sister Paulette Seng

6th Grade Field Trip

2011-05-21T17:18:00.006-04:00

Every year our 6th graders go on a field trip to Ferdinand and St. Meinrad. It's always a good time. One of the parents made the comment, "Sr. Catherine, you can tell you've come home." I love being in Ferdinand, and I love sharing the place with others.

Here are a few pictures of the students singing to the sisters. Two of the highlights of their field trip include seeing the finger bone (a relic of St. Meinrad) and singing to the sisters.

Music to our ears

2011-05-20T15:46:00.000-04:00

Sunday, May 15, was a day for music at the monastery. Nineteen area music students performed at the Spring Music Recital this Sunday afternoon and evening at the monastery. The students, ranging from second grade to high school junior, attend area schools and take music lessons from Sisters Madonna Helmer, Mary Karen Hill, Helen Maurer, and Rose Wildeman. Sisters Michelle Mohr and Brenda Engleman assisted at the recitals as accompanists on piano and guitar. The music teachers presented Indiana Music Federation awards to their students following the recitals. Congratulations to parents, teachers, and students for their great accomplishments and delightful musical entertainment.

World Day Prayer for Vocations

2011-05-15T13:54:00.004-04:00

Today is the World Day of Prayer for Vocations. People all over the world are praying for vocations to the Catholic Church.

We invite you to remember in prayer vocations to religious life and priesthood in a special way today, in particular, vocations to the the Sisters of St. Benedict of Ferdinand, Indiana. Also, pray for those vocation directors of religious communities and dioceses as they journey with women and men discerning God's call.

Read here the message of Pope Benedict on vocations.

Have you ever felt a call to religious life or priesthood? Did you follow up on that call or did you life take a different turn?

Way to go sisters!

2011-05-09T09:45:00.010-04:00

Congratulations to Sister Rebecca Ann Mathauer who graduated yesterday from USI (University of Southern Indiana) with High Honors - Magna Cum Laude. She received her Bachelor’s degree in Elementary Education with certification in Language Arts, Social Studies and Religion. Sister Becky has already been offered and has accepted a position at Saint Joan of Arc Catholic School in Indianapolis. She will be teaching social studies and religion in their middle school.

Yesterday, Sister Kate Willegal also participated in USI's Recognition Ceremony for all nurses graduating this spring and summer, with their BSN, Master’s and Doctorate degrees in Nursing. Sister Kate will be receiving her Master’s of Science in Nursing degree in mid July and yesterday was presented with her Master’s hood.

We are all very proud of these sisters, as well as the others who continue their studies!

Are you currently in school or recently graduated? We'd love to hear about it!

Congratulations!

2011-04-29T16:01:00.000-04:00

The Sisters of St. Benedict extend our sincere congratulations to Father Charles C. Thompson, named by Pope Benedict XVI to succeed Bishop Gerald A. Gettelfinger as bishop of Evansville! And we send our warm wishes to Bishop Gettelfinger as he moves on to retirement. Our prayers are with you both.

Mad Hatters

2011-04-29T14:51:00.000-04:00

Some sisters and employees had a royal time at breakfast this morning, showing up in fancy hats and regalia to have a little fun alongside the Royal Wedding festivities in London. There were smiles aplenty amidst all the hoopla, as the group proved they can dress quite fancily on this side of the pond, too.

Between the Storms

2011-04-28T19:15:00.007-04:00

All of us in the Midwest are no doubt tired of the storms and rain that seem to be a permanent fixture these days. We are especially aware of all those in the south who were hit hard yesterday by the tornadoes. We are praying for the families who have lost loved ones, homes, and businesses. Also in our prayers are all those in our area who have been affected by flooding.

Today however, right in between two storms, God sent us a beautiful double rainbow! What a joy to see and a great reminder that God is with us and has made a promise to be there right by our side for all of time. Though it may not feel like it now, God IS in our midst. Let us hold each other in prayer and remember our loving God who not only sent us a rainbow today but also sent Jesus, His only son to die for us. Happy Easter blessings to you all!

Did you see the double rainbow tonight? If so, where were you when you saw it and what thoughts came to your mind? Please share with us!

Thanks to donors, we have new energy-efficient windows

2011-04-26T15:05:00.012-04:00

For those who contributed to our last Home Appeal, here’s how your gift is being put to excellent use! Thanks to our generous supporters, new energy-efficient windows are being installed on the main floor of the monastery.

The impressive arch-top windows are 122 inches tall and 70 inches wide. Each has 22 panes of tinted glass that’s 5/8 inch. The 23 new insulated windows replace ones that are 75 years old and have been leaking air.

Keusch Glass, Inc. of Jasper, Indiana, is coordinating the window replacement, with Mohr Construction, Ferdinand, doing removal and installation. Work began April 12 and has continued between — and despite — frequent episodes of rain. So far seven windows — five in St. Gertrude Hall and two in the serving room — have been installed. The dining room windows are next on the agenda. Eventually, work will be done to replace the old woodwork and trim for each of the windows.

We’re grateful for the overwhelming response to last summer’s appeal that has made it possible for us to replace all 23 of the old windows. Blessings to all who have made this major project such a huge success!

Top: A heavy plastic curtain keeps the air from blowing through the serving room. Above left: Jeff Mohr and Tony Mohr remove part of the arch from an old window. Above right: They install the arch of a new window. Left: A newly installed window provides a striking frame for a lovely view of the monastery grounds and the countryside beyond.

Some visitors from the Federation

2011-04-25T10:09:00.002-04:00

Sister Joella Kidwell recently welcomed five sisters from other Benedictine communities to the monastery for the spring meeting of the Federation of St. Gertrude Council. Sister Joella is Federation president. The Federation consists of 16 member monasteries of Benedictine women in the U.S. and Canada.
On the agenda for the Federation Council was planning for the Federation Chapter meeting, which will be held in Ferdinand from June 30 to July 6. About 60 sisters are expected to attend. The past three living presidents of the Federation are also invited in observance of the Federation’s 75th anniversary in April 2012. The three and their years as presidents are Sister Mary Rose (Anselm) Hammerling, from St. Benedict’s Monastery, Winnipeg, Manitoba, 1981-1990; Sister Ruth Fox, Sacred Heart Monastery, Richardton, North Dakota, 1990-1999; and Sister Kathryn Huber, Monastery Immaculate Conception, Ferdinand, 1999-2008.
Sister Joella and the five councilors graciously posed for a photo on the monastery balcony, despite some strong wind gusts. From left are Sister Mary Ann Schepers, councilor, Holy Spirit Monastery in Grand Terrace, California; Sister Anita Whalen, councilor, Mt. St. Benedict Monastery in Crookston, Minnesota; Sister Jill West, councilor, Sacred Heart Monastery in Richardton, North Dakota; Sister Jennifer Kehrwald, first councilor, Sacred Heart Monastery in Yankton, South Dakota; Sister Maureen Therese Cooney, councilor, Our Lady of Grace Monastery in Beech Grove, Indiana; and Sister Joella Kidwell, president, Monastery Immaculate Conception, Ferdinand.

Palm Sunday

2011-04-17T16:11:00.000-04:00

Today, Palm Sunday, we begin Holy Week - the holiest week of the year for Christians. Through our liturgies and rituals this week, we commemorate the final days of Jesus' life, his death, and resurrection.

At our liturgy today, we observed Christ's entry into Jerusalem, a triumphal procession with blessed palm branches and songs of "Hosanna in the highest." On Holy Thursday we will carry out Jesus' words, "Do this in memory of me," as we celebrate the Last Supper liturgy. During Good Friday services we remember Jesus' journey to Cavalry and his death on a cross. And on Holy Saturday, in the dark silence of the tomb, we wait for those Easter words, "Alleluia! He is risen! Let us rejoice and be glad!"

We hope that you will join us in prayer during these holy days.

Palm Sunday reflection by Sister Karen Joseph, OSB

(Sister Paulette Seng)

Spring, a season of new birth, new beginings

2011-04-10T14:17:00.006-04:00

Wow! It is so hard to believe that my first year as a novice, my Canonical Novitiate, is almost over. On April 25, during evening prayer, I will be recieving a blessing as I enter into my second year as a novice. I have learned so much this past year. I have also grown as a person, both spiritually, and physically. This past year, I have studied Monastic History, The Holy Rule of Benedict, and I have also studied our Monastic Professions and Practices. I have also learned a lot from the sisters here with whom I work, eat, pray, and play! The sisters have taught me to look outside of myself, to see things from a different light, and a different perspective. My way isn't the only way! Living in community sure takes a lot of patience, love, and compassion. We are not here to do our will, but the will of God who sent us. I have been truley blessed with the experiences that I have had this past year. These sisters and this community are such gift to me and to those who they serve in their various ministries. As a community, we have grown in my opinion, just in the time that I have been here. We have seen nine sisters pass away to their heavenly home, we have felt the economic cruch that all of society has felt, we continue to lean on each other and support each other, even though it may not always be easy. We have moved to new living groups and learned how to adapt to these new situations. Even though I haven't made my profession yet, I can feel that these sisters do everything they can to live out their professions of Fidelity to the Monastic life, Stability to this community, this current prioress, and the Rule of Benedict. There is deffinetly a feeling of love in this community. And this community strives daily to live out conversatio. To be willing and open to whatever life throws at you. It is for all of these reasons and many more, that I am proud to be a part of this community. Also, I have grown in my prayer life. By being faithful to common prayer as well as being faithful to personal prayer, I am showing my sisters that I am taking what we are and who we are seriously. Not every day is easy, I don't expect that they will be. However, I always keep this quote from the Rule in the front of my mind, "Do not be daunted immediately by fear and run away from the road that leads to salvation. It is bound to be narrow at the outset. But as we progress in this way of life and in faith, we shall run on the path of God's commandments, our hearts overflowing with the inexpressible delight of love"(RB Prol. verses 48-49). This next step in my formation will bring many new experiences, new beginings, new births. I will find a part time job, I will continue to serve my sisters here at the monastery, I will move to a new living group. I am looking forward to all of these things. I am also feeling a bit anxious, because it is all going to be a new experience, a transition time. But I know that by doing all of these new things, I will continue to grow in many ways. In May I will be attending NADI-Novices and Directors Institute. This will allow me to interact with other Benedictine Novices from all over. To share my story and learn theirs. This next year is going to be yet another gift, another year of my new monastic journey. God is good, all the time! All the time, God is good!

Dating

2011-04-07T23:47:00.005-04:00

I get asked often about dating. If you're a nun, you can't date, but that doesn't mean that nuns have never dated. Of course, if my dad would have had his way, I wouldn't have dated until I was 50.

The last date I went on was the weekend before I entered the monastery. This guy I had been working with wanted to do something nice for me as a way to say good-bye. He knew it was the last date. I knew it was the last date. But my dad must have been a little worried.

When he came to pick me up, my dad asked him what his dad's name was and what his dad did for a living. These seemed like reasonable questions, but they didn't end there. He then asked him what he thought about genetically altered crops. Genetically altered crops??? I don't know what that had to do with anything. His dad was a truck driver. I then started saying we had to go, but I was powerless, and the questions continued. My dad then asked, "Do you know how rice is grown?" I was annoyed at my dad's questions, but was thoroughly impressed with the guy's answers. He answered well, and, unfortunately, the questions continued. "What do you think about our trade relations with China?" What!!! Trade relations with China??? I couldn't believe it. I tried, to no avail, to get us out of the house. I must say that the guy was extremely good at handling the bizarre situation.

Finally, my dad said, "OK. I'll let you go if you answer one more question. What was one of the causes of WWI?" Oh, my gosh. I couldn't believe the interrogation this guy had to go through. My only thinking was that maybe my dad was worried I'd change my mind about joining the monastery.

That was the last question, and I believe he passed the pop quiz with flying colors. He knew my dad's reputation, but that was certainly more than either of us would have bargained for. He let out a deep sigh when we got to the car. We then enjoyed a very, very nice dinner. After all, he had earned it. My dad had nothing to worry about. I entered the monastery a week later, which was almost 10 years ago.

What Do Nuns Do All Day?

2011-03-30T12:54:00.004-04:00

I get asked all kinds of questions about what life is like as a nun. Some of them are more thought provoking, like if I've ever thought about leaving or how I felt about the things I've given up. Some of them have been a little easier, like what my second favorite color is. My favorite that I was asked the other day is, "So, do you all knit and watch TV?"

Help Getting Dressed

2011-03-22T10:18:00.003-04:00

Today one of the kids said, "Sr. Catherine, your nametag is upside down." Oh, my. I really should pay more attention to what I'm doing. At least she caught it early in the day. I think everything else is in order. My shirt is buttoned right and my shoes are on the right feet.

Pray. Fast. Give alms.

2011-03-09T15:11:00.002-05:00

Today, Ash Wednesday, begins the season of Lent. The minister places blessed ashes on our foreheads, marking us with the sign of the cross while saying “Turn away from sin and be faithful to the gospel.” This ancient Christian ritual reminds us of who we are, why we are, and what our destiny is. It’s no coincidence that Lent is observed during the season of spring — a season of warming, greening, planting, brighter sunlight overtaking the darkness, dormant bulbs awakening as crocuses, daffodils, hyacinths — new life and transformation everywhere. The season of Lent also brings about transformations, growth, and renewal in our personal lives.

Pray. Fast. Give alms. Yes, we’ve begun the season that calls us to do those three simple things — a little better than we’ve been doing them. Praying can be as simple as spending a little quiet time with God, having a chat with God. Fasting might focus on what we eat or drink, or it might mean decreasing our portions of complaints, anger, impatience, grudges. And giving alms could be as simple as sharing what we have with those who have less or don’t have.

We had a mini Mardi Gras celebration at our evening meal yesterday. The traditional Mardi Gras celebrations observed around the world encourage participants to “eat, drink, and be merry.” Quite a contrast to the coming days of Lent when we “pray, fast, and give alms.”
(Sister Paulette Seng)

"Not Dead Yet!"

2011-03-07T21:08:00.004-05:00

Tonight I concluded my stint as chaplain of our high school girls' basketball team. Closing out a successful season with a celebratory banquet, the coaches gave out awards to all the players for their various strengths and gifts to the team. We had the participants, a most improved, a most-free-throws, best defense, best offense, an MVP, a "trooper" award, a leadership award- you name it. At the end of the rest, the coach gave me a plaque too, and then said that they're starting a award in my name! A month or two ago, unknowingly, I helped pick our first winner when the coach asked my thoughts on who ought to get an award for just being a good overall person of character, on the court and in the classroom. I gave him a suggestion or two. Tonight I had to laugh when he gave it to one of my students whom I'd recommended. I thought you had to be dead to have awards named after you, but I guess not!

17 Years in the Making

2011-02-28T21:23:00.006-05:00

The actual cutting and sewing of the quilt took about 2 or 3 months, but the actual preparation took 17 1/2 years.

Let me explain. Back in 1993, I went to London with a group of high school girls. Three of the things that happened on this trip were 1.) the whole town pitched in for the fundraising, 2.) I was introduced to and fell in love with musicals, and 3.) I bought my first shirt to go toward a t-shirt quilt, which was completed 17 1/2 years later in December 2010. After I wore the shirt for awhile, I decided to keep it and started saving other shirts as well, so that I could eventually make a quilt. I have shirts from high school and college activities, retreats, and souvenirs from places I've traveled. It is full of memories.

I'm already working on my second one, so check back in approximately 17 years to see the final product.

Adventure

2011-02-23T23:53:00.003-05:00

My college friends and I were very spontaneous - back in my younger days. I remember one time on a Tuesday, a friend of mine said, "Hey, you want to go to South Dakota this weekend?" And just like that, 2 car loads of us left that Thursday around midnight to drive 12 hours and see Mt. Rushmore and the Bad Lands.

Another time a friend was looking into transferring to a different college. She was considering Steubenville, OH, but didn't want to make a decision without seeing it, so she set up a tour, and once again we hopped in the car and drove 12 hours east this time. Once we were there, someone said, "You know, Niagara Falls is only 5 hours away." Our next step was obvious to all of us. Since we were so close, we had to keep going. By this point in the trip, however, we were a little delirious from lack of sleep, so we stopped at a hotel. Once we were there, we had to be mindful that it was a 17 hour drive back and one friend had to be back Sunday morning for her sister's First Communion. Just like the South Dakota trip, we had left Thursday around midnight. We toured Steubenville, ate supper in Pittsburgh, saw Niagara Falls (both U.S. and Canadian view), and made it back to MO by Sunday 9 a.m.

Crazy. Spontaneous. Adventurous.

In college, some friends and I also managed a trip to Utah for a week of hiking in the national parks.

Let me say that not a single one of us had much money. We pulled our pennies together for gas, fixed our own food most of the time, and slept in tents when we could.

These trips were also spiritual. In South Dakota and Utah, we'd hike to a waterfall or climb a mountain and then pray together when we reached our destination. We also prayed in the car or in the tents. We'd read the daily readings or commentaries and then discuss them. It was impossible for us to be surrounded by such beauty and not pray. I remember waking up early one morning, climbing this treacherous mountain with a friend, and then seeing the most pristine water on the other side. It's still breathtaking as I recall it.

Nowadays, I don't jump in a car and go off on 12 or 17 hour weekend road trips, but I do still love adventure. On Saturday, I was watching the Travel Channel, and they were featuring Edward's Drive-in in Indianapolis. That's only 2 hours away, so I asked a friend if she wanted to go. She's adventurous too, so after our 7 mile mini-marathon training (remember, I'm trying to be faithful), we hopped in the car to check out Edward's Drive-in. Their food really is good. On TV, they featured their pork tenderloin and onion rings. Either go extremely hungry, plan to take some back with you, or split with someone.

It was a great adventure that reminded me of my younger years. :-) If anyone is up for a road trip, just give me a call.

Some Young Visitors

2011-02-22T11:49:00.006-05:00

This past weekend we had a Come & See Weekend for high school girls. Eight girls attended. The girls came to see and experience a little of what it is like to be a Sister of St. Benedict of Ferdinand, Indiana. We had lots of fun, prayed as a small group and with the larger community of sisters, did some service work, went on a long behind-the-scenes tour, joined in Common Recreation with the sisters, and more.

The girls, who were from Indiana and Kentucky, seemed to really enjoy the weekend. They said it was nice to see up close what it is like to be a nun. They also enjoyed being able to talk with each other and share their hopes, dreams, and fears.

Mini-Marathon Training

2011-02-17T07:02:00.002-05:00

I'm currently training for the mini-marathon, which is in Louisville the last weekend of April. I've been following the on-line training schedule, and it's driving me crazy. It's been tough, but I do find it a lot like prayer - the perseverance part. I find it difficult to follow the schedule at times, but I do my best to stick to it whether I feel like it or not. Just like with prayer, it's so easy to come up with excuses. I'm tired. It's late. I have so many other things to do.

Believe me, there are lots of times I don't want to exercise. I come home. I'm tired. It's the last thing I want to do, especially since it's cold and gets dark so early (at least that's my excuse until it doesn't work anymore). Some nights, I'm stuck in the basement doing an exercise video.

Once I get started, however, . . . . . well, even after I've gotten started, it's difficult. I try to stay focused on the current moment. I'm even reading Eckhart Tolle's The Power of Now, which is all about staying in the present moment. Despite this, I haven't been able to apply this mindfulness to my training. 98% of the time I'm exercising is spent wondering, "When's this going to be over?" or "Am I there yet?" I think one day I'll get there and will enjoy the "now" rather than the future when it's over.

Sometimes I pray the rosary while I'm walking. Do you know how many rosaries you can pray in 6 miles?

The actual mini-marathon is 13.1 miles. With the training schedule, the number of miles increases each week. (Why am I doing this again????)

I went to my mom's this weekend and did my best to stay faithful to the schedule. It was nice weather so I borrowed my mom's lighter jacket. When I told her I was going to walk 6 miles, she said, "Be careful. My jacket's never gone 6 miles before. It may attack you." Luckily I came home unscathed.

Just like with personal prayer, I'm doing my best to stay faithful to the daily schedule. It ain't easy, but I pray for perseverance. I have a goal in mind which keeps me going.

All Accounted For

2011-02-16T14:17:00.002-05:00

Today we have several teachers out and weren't able to find enough subs, so I'm the 5th grade teacher for today. It's been pretty good. We went on a field trip to see Tuck Everlasting. We came back with the same number of students that we left with, so that's always good. The students are at Art right now, and I'm able to sit down for a bit and finish my lunch. It's been interesting, but I'll be glad to get back to music tomorrow.

This Whole Nun Thing Is Confusing

2011-02-03T23:28:00.003-05:00

They call me "Sr. Catherine" at school, but this whole "sister" thing is hard for some kids to grasp.

Just a few weeks ago, I overheard one of the 4th graders, who is new to our school this year, ask "Is she a nun?" Another kid answered, "Yeah, that's why we call her sister." He was still confused, "Is she like a real one?"

One of the kindergartners recently asked me, "What's your first name?" Well, let's see, he's been calling me "Sr. Catherine" all year, but I kindly answered, "Catherine." He smiled as if it were a joke and asked again, "No, what's your real first name?" He's not the first kindergartner to ask me this. I told him, "Catherine. You call me 'Sr. Catherine.' My first name's Catherine." Hmmmm . . . . I don't know if a light bulb went off or if he'll need more time to process that information. He's a smart kid, but this whole nun/sister concept is confusing.

I hope I'm shattering the image of nuns that some students have conjured up. The husband of one of our teachers at school refers to me as the "teenage nun." I'm actually 33, but unfortunately, I don't know how to make myself look older or bigger. For now, until I get gray hair, I'll just blend in with the kids and hopefully create a more accurate image of who nuns really are - real people with first names who seek God.

So far today . . .

2011-02-03T09:40:00.004-05:00

This morning, a student came up to me and told me that his stomach was hurting. Having learned how to deal with this from our school secretary, I asked, "What did you eat for breakfast?" He responded, "Two hot dogs." OH MY! He ate 2 hot dogs with bread. My stomach may be a little uneasy too if I ate that at 7:00 in the morning.

I never have to worry about getting things done. Somehow everything works out and everything gets taken care of. Today a teacher came to me and said, "I don't know if you remember, but 1st grade won't be coming to music today. They're making Valentine's with their 8th grade buddies for the veterans." Inwardly, I jumped for joy. There's so much going on this week with it being Catholic Schools Week. Lots of activities and out of routine stuff. I had forgotten about the Valentine making. John Yarmuth, our U.S. representative, is coming for that.

I love having this extra time. It's nice to just be able to relax after the CSW Mass this morning. Since we're the Notre Dame Saints, I had some students play "When the Saints Go Marchin' In" on recorder as prelude. Four students processed in with ribbon poles. We had some students carry up a basket of canned good for the offertory. The servers who were scheduled didn't show up. I had to practice with the cantors. We had parents show up to see their children in the Mass. It's a lot to pull together, especially working with children. I just remember the quote about being like a duck - calm on the surface, but paddling like crazy underneath.

Well, break time is over. I better not waste this extra time I have.

55 & Under Benedictine Sisters Gather

2011-02-01T09:35:00.000-05:00

Back Row: Sisters Briana, Karen, Joella, Sarah, Vivian, Jeana, Anita, Paula

Front Row: Sisters Catherine Marie, Teresa, Michelle Catherine, Kathleen Marie, Jill Marie

This past weekend 92 Benedictine sisters 55 and under gathered at Mount Saint Scholastica Benedictine monastery in Atchison, Kansas. We missed those of our sisters who were not able to join us! In attendance were 40 sisters from the Federation of Saint Scholastica, 40 from the Federation of Saint Gertrude (that's ours), nine from the Benedictine Sisters of Perpetual Adoration, and 5 from the Federation of Saint Benedict. Twenty-three communities from 15 states and Porte Rico were present.

During our time together we heard from various speakers. Sister Ephraim Hollarman shared with us the history of the foundresses of the first monastery in each of our Federations. The Federation Presidents and the Prioress General (BSPA) responded to her talk. A peer speaker from each Federation also talked, as well as Sister Karen Joseph who shared with us her reflections on Saint Benedict's Tools of good works, specifically on the final tool, "Never despair of God's mercy."

It was a wonderful opportunity to gather with Benedictine women, reconnect with friends from the past, and to make new friends. To see more pictures from the event, click here.

We'll miss you, Noreida!

2011-01-31T18:43:00.000-05:00

Noreida Paulin and her family enjoyed dinner with us at the monastery on Sunday, but she didn't have to cook it. That's because she recently retired after working 20 years in food services at the monastery. We honored and thanked her for those years. We got to know Noreida very well during her time with us, and to say we'll miss her, is an understatement. We'll miss not only the good food she prepared but also her personal presence. Sisters described her as friendly, a super cook, cheerful, helpful, reliable, humorous, creative, even-tempered, and of course, ever faithful. With all that said, maybe she’ll come back. Happy retirement, Noreida!

New Life

2011-01-23T15:00:00.004-05:00

Before I entered the monastery, I thought of all the things I was giving up, what I was leaving behind, what I would no longer have. What I didn't know before I entered was how much I would gain. It took losing what I had and entering the monastery before I could become aware of everything I would gain.

It reminds me of the raccoon that holds onto a piece of food or a tin can and gets its arm stuck in a trap. If the raccoon lets go, it will be able to free its arm. But it takes letting go of what it has to gain that freedom and ultimately save its life. If it keeps holding on, it's trapped.

"For whoever wants to save one's life will lose it, but whoever loses one's life for me will save it," (Luke 9:24).

I think of this as we look at moving my mom into an apartment where my brother and his family will be closer and take care of her. With my dad's recent death and Huntington's continually progressing, we don't want her living by herself. We're all giving up a lot to make this transition and are aware of what we're losing.

We're wanting to move her out of a 5-bedroom house into a 1-bedroom apartment. The majority of the possessions will eventually be sold. We're saying good-bye to our home of 30 years. We're saying good-bye to the life we know. We're acknowledging the fact that my mom cannot safely do what she's always done. The nurse who took care of the whole town is now the one who needs the care.

I feel like the raccoon wanting to hold on to what I see and know is real - my own desires and ways of doing things.

I feel like the person looking into religious life, only aware of what I'm giving up and leaving behind.

I'm not aware of what's out there or what we'll gain from all this loss, but with every death, there is new life. "I tell you, unless a grain of wheat falls into the earth and dies, it remains just a single grain; but if it dies, it bears much fruit," (John 12:24).

With the grace of God, we'll be able to let go, aware of our losses, but also aware that new life awaits us.

A Snowy Day

2011-01-20T14:18:00.000-05:00

Today the snow has been falling all day! I got out and took some photos. Enjoy.

You can find lots of other snapshots on our Facebook page: www.facebook.com/FerdinandOSB

Mission Experience

2011-01-11T12:26:00.003-05:00

Part of being a Novice in this community, you get to go out on "mission experience." I did some last year as well. This week I am in Louisville, Kentucky with some of our sisters who live here. This is a fun week for me and I am learning a lot!

Monday I went to work with Sister Sarah Cathleen who is the special needs coordinator for St. Raphael's School. I was only there in the morning but we did a lot! We started out giving tests to first graders, then I got to sit with the K-2nd grades and listen to two vocation talks, and then I got to hear the same talks again when the 5-8th grades came in! Then we went back to Sister Sarah's room and gave another test, helped some 2nd graders with a reading assingment/test. Then we quickly ate lunch and Sister Sarah drove me to the Coalition for the Homeless where Sister Mary Frances ministers.

I helped Sister Mary Frances get ready for a meeting by sorting and stapling papers and envelopes. She gave me a description of what she does for the homeless people and organizations designed for the homeless of Louisville. It was all VERY interesting. The meeting was very informative!

Today I was supposed to go to work with Sister Jeanna who teaches at Providence High School, but they had a snow day! The other sisters who are teachers here in this house also had a snow day! So, we have just enjoyed each other's company today! Tomorrow I am supposed to go to Trinity High School where Sister Kathleen Marie teaches. Hopefully it will not be another snow day! Then on Thursday I am going to work with Sister Barbara Jean who teaches Spanish at Sacred Heart Model School, and then on Friday I am going back to St. Raphael's with Sister Sarah and will spend part of the day with the kindergarteners! I am looking forward to it all!

Another aspect of mission life that I really like is that even though we aren't at Ferdinand, we still pray together twice a day. Here they pray Morning Prayer at 6:20 a.m. and Evening Prayer around 5:30 p.m. Prayer as a community, whether the larger community in Ferdinand or a smaller community like here in Louisville, is so important to us! No wonder I love this community so much!

Keeping Things in Perspective

2011-01-06T21:14:00.002-05:00

Today one of the first graders asked if he could give me a kiss. I thought that was very sweet of him to ask. Shortly after that, the other first grade class came and a boy commented on my "old shoes." HA! I just laughed. I have been meaning to get new ones. Maybe his comment will give me the extra umph to go.

Advent, awaiting Christ's birth

2010-12-20T08:48:00.002-05:00

Advent is a time of waiting, of silence. I have spent this season of Advent in prayer. I have thought about how Mary said yes to God. How Joseph her husband also said yes. How hard it must have been for them. Mary, a good, faithful daughter of God, who followed the laws and customs, was found to be with child. How could this happen to a virgin? What would her community say? What would Joseph say? Joseph planned to quietly divorce her so she would not be exposed. But then the angel came to him in a dream. The angel told him to take Mary as his wife, to name the child Jesus. Joseph's yes to God was proof of his faithfulness and love to Mary and to God.
How have I said yes to God? When has my saying yes been going against the norm? It could be when I said yes to answering the call to religious life. It could be when I have served the homeless, the neglected. Another question that has come to me as I have been reflecting this Advent season, is if an angel would ever come to me in a dream, and told me that God wanted me to do something, how would I respond?
May you all have a truley blessed Christmas and new year! I am eagerly awaiting the arrival of Jesus the savior! I am also eagerly awaiting my family's arrival to celebrate this joyous time of year with me!

St. Nicholas Icon

2010-12-17T12:18:00.003-05:00

As we head into the home stretch toward Christmas, I've been reflecting on St. Nicholas. The name and persona of Santa Claus comes from an adaptation of Saint Nicholas, the generous 4th century bishop of Myra. We celebrate his feast December 6th. In our deaneries here in community, as my family did in my home growing up, we put out a shoe the night before in hopes that St. Nicholas will visit us with some little treat. As he so kindly appeared in the night to provide gold dowries for some poor young women centuries ago, so he today brings good things to us. As I begin an icon of St. Nicholas, his generosity and humble attentiveness to what is needed are the true image of Christ's action among us today.

Christmas with Our Employees!

2010-12-16T15:25:00.000-05:00

Today we celebrated Christmas with our employees. We also recognized those co-workers who have celebrated milestone anniversaries of service this year.

Celebrating 20 years of service this past year: Susan Blume, Carolyn Carpenter, and Margie Bowman
Celebrating 15 years of service: Karen Katafiasz
Celebrating 10 years of service: Diane Rickelman
Celebrating 5 years of service: Jessica Schipp, Rebecca Jones, Renie Kays, Bert Luebbehusen, Theresa Lampert, and Christine English

Unfortunately, the icy conditions in the area made some employees unable to come in. We're happy they're safe at home, but missed them during the meal and celebration.

Check out more photos from the dinner on our Facebook page: facebook.com/FerdinandOSB.

Snow Day!!

2010-12-13T10:12:00.003-05:00

Yup! You heard right. Here in the Indiana/Kentucky area we have our first snow day of the year. The world outside is blanketed in soft white and I, a school teacher, get to stay home for the day and enjoy it all.

When I got up this morning, I was so excited at the prospect of completing many, many tasks... a craft project I am working on for my cousin's new baby, Christmas cards for my family and friends, baking for some people, typing the new intercessions for the Easter season, and maybe even getting some housecleaning done in the process. Snow days are great days for getting many things accomplished.

But now it's almost 10:30. I've been up for hours and how many of these things have I accomplished? None! Instead, I have enjoyed the gift that God gave me this morning... a little extra time to breathe deeply, to look at the wonder that He has created and to appreciate the many, many gifts of this day. So instead of rushing to finish my projects, I took a leisurely breakfast and watched tiny flakes of snow continue to fall on our white-washed world. I curled up in my chair with a warm blanket and prayed an early morning lectio. Now I'm taking a few minutes to reflect on my experiences and share them here in my much-neglected space on this blog. Many people may say that I have accomplished very little this morning. I've certainly checked nothing off of my long "To Do" list. But, I think it's been a productive morning of prayer and reflection and a little much needed rest. And now on to the tasks at hand!

Saying Yes

2010-12-10T00:11:00.004-05:00

The Feast of the Immaculate Conception is my favorite holy day. Most people would probably go with Easter or Christmas. Those are at the top of my list also, but I just love the Feast of the Immaculate Conception.

This is the day back in 1998 when I first told someone I was considering religious life. That was a huge deal. Religious life???? I was in college!!! I was 21 years old!!! It seemed I was risking everything to utter those words aloud, but the friend I told was very supportive. I had kept it secret for so long. After all, here I was 21, and I first thought about it when I was 12. No matter how hard I tried, the idea of religious life never disappeared.

I find it so interesting that the day we honor Mary's saying yes was also the day I was given the courage to share what I was being called to do with my life. I find it even more interesting that I entered here at the Monastery Immaculate Conception. God has definitely been with me every step of the way.

Happy Feast of the Immaculate Conception

2010-12-08T09:13:00.000-05:00

Today we celebrate the feast of the Immaculate Conception of Mary, patroness of our monastery, our diocese, and the United States.

Thanksgiving blessings to all of you!

2010-11-24T16:26:00.000-05:00

We pray for God’s blessings on you, your families, and friends. We are grateful for God’s goodness that surrounds us. Join us in praying for peace among nations and peoples and in sharing with those in need.

When Things Fall Apart

2010-11-22T21:40:00.005-05:00

I'm reading a really good book right now called When Things Fall Apart. It's so full of wisdom that after every sentence, I find myself saying things like "I have to remember that!" or "That's so true!" or "That's the same thing Sr. Maria, my spiritual director, has been telling me for years. If only I can remember to apply these things to my life now, when the going gets tough or like the title says 'when things fall apart'."

One pearl of wisdom I've taken from the book is to try to soften up. (I laugh as I write that because I can be a very hard person, like the Simon and Garfunkel song "I am a Rock.") When difficult things happen or when people say or do things I don't care for, I harden up and try to protect myself. Instead of hardening up and trying to keep my distance from things that are painful, the idea is to soften and just be with the circumstances. We tend to run away from pain or problems or at least put up some kind of defenses. I, myself, like to drink caffeine or eat some chocolate when the going gets tough. I also find myself avoiding things.

The book also mentions how we have a difficult time when things get tough because we're holding on to them too tightly. If we realize that everything passes and nothing is permanent, change wouldn't be so difficult. So when change happens, loosen our grip on how we would prefer things to be and then soften up and allow these feelings to enter in rather than avoiding them or trying to change them to something better. I know when I experience unpleasant feelings, I always like to change them to something I have more control over. Instead of feeling sad, it's easier for me to get angry or blame someone. I put the focus outward rather than inward.

Obviously, this book is one that I will need to reread and reread and reread. I know that if I don't keep reminding myself of these ways of thinking and responding to difficulties, I'll forget all that this book has taught. If I don't keep meeting with Sr. Maria, who has been saying the same things as the book (and for years), I'll want to do what's more comfortable and familiar.

As much as I like chocolate, there are healthier ways to respond to life's difficulties.

Being un-silent about the silent auction!

2010-11-18T15:42:00.006-05:00

Have you heard about the silent auction that’s part of Christkindlmarkt festivities at the monastery this weekend? Visit the crypt below the monastery church. (You’ll find lots of other activities in the crypt, too!) Items – some new, some gently “pre-owned” – include a Waterford crystal bowl and vase, a Precious Moments figurine, angels, a Christmas card holder, St. Nick pillows, ceramic cookie jars, books (including cookbooks), a photo of the RCA Dome and Lucas Oil Stadium, a large framed St. Benedict print, a basket with blanket, books, and tea, and gingerbread houses and a church. You can place your bids from 9 to 4 on Saturday and 10 to 2 on Sunday.

Paul Krack, brother of Sister Mary Ruth Krack (who has organized the auction), puts a finishing touch on a gingerbread house, while Sister Jan Youart watches.

I'm Baaaack

2010-11-13T19:09:00.004-05:00

I used to post to this blog quite often, but hung up my blog hat for quite a while. There is a reason. . . . or rather several reasons.

My dad died suddenly in July. He was in the hospital for a blood clot in his foot, which later developed in his lung. There were also other complications. I was on my way home when my brother called to tell me that he didn't make it.

I've also been dealing with the steady decline of my mom over the past 2 years due to Huntington's. If you don't know what Huntington's (or HD) is, consider yourself blessed. It's a neurodegenerative disease that affects every part of your being or in other words, the 3 M's - mood, memory, and movement. It's been described as having Parkinson's, Alzheimer's, and Schizophrenia all at the same time.

My mom is a fighter, but the progression of the disease has been steady and drastic. Her progression is atypical according to things I've read or others I've heard from. I really think my mom was holding out until after I made profession in October 2008. Before that time and during the profession, everything seemed normal. When I went home at Christmas, it was like night and day. It was a drastic change in 2 months - probably the same progression some would have over several or many years. It's been tough. She continues to decline. She sleeps a lot, her speech is slurred, and she forgets things. Facing reality is difficult, but we know she can't keep living the way she is.

My mom is a nurse, so is used to doing for others. She's also extremely stubborn, which has helped her get this far. It has also helped her to raise a stubborn kid, and I'll count any similarity to my mom as a positive thing. I pray, however, that my mom will let go of her stubbornness and allow us to help her.

All of this reminds me of the lesson my mom always taught me growing up. Anytime anything didn't go the way I wanted them to, she'd say, "Now you know how it feels. Now you know what someone else is going through." Now I know what it's like to have a parent die. Now I know what it's like to care for a parent whose health is declining. Now I know what it's like to have to look into other living options for a parent. Now I know what it's like to live far away . . . . . the list goes on.

Santa

2010-11-13T16:20:00.003-05:00

My dad is a great guy. I believe that he would do anything that someone he loved asked him to do. His sister is involved in the Dubois County Humane Society. Every year they offer pictures with Santa for pets. Well my aunt asked my dad if he would play Santa. He was willing to do it. I went and saw him. It touched my heart to see him. He is such a big hearted guy and looked great as Santa. The beard is real!

Women of the Rule awards first grants

2010-11-11T14:24:00.013-05:00

When she accepted the grant, Sister Jean Marie Ballard, Simply Divine supervisor, announced that sisters were at that moment working in the bakery. She then left to tell them the good news. Carolyn Fuhs is at left and Darla Blazey is in the back.

Women of the Rule presented its first grants during a festive awards banquet on Saturday evening, November 6. During the dinner, members voted to select these projects for funding: a new roof and gutters for the sisters' monastery in Morropon, Peru ($4,500), a freezer for Simply Divine, the monastery bakery ($6,657), a year's tuition for three sisters working toward education degrees ($13,000), and development of a long-range facility and property master plan ($11,470.52).

Less than two minutes after the four grant recipients were named, Nancy Habig, who served as emcee for the dinner, announced that an anonymous donor, in the spirit of the evening, offered to provide $1,625 for a fifth proposal that was a grant finalist: scholarships for cancer patients and their caregivers to attend centering prayer programs.

(You'll find more details on the projects on our web site under "Recent News.")

The women's philanthropy circle was publicly launched in June 2009 and, since then, has grown from a core group of 11 lay women and three sisters to 60 members! The core group began meeting in 2008. The idea for Women of the Rule originated with Sister Barbara Catherine Schmitz and Darla Blazey, who that year took part in Connect with Southern Indiana, a program sponsored by the University of Southern Indiana. Program participants collaborated in developing project concepts to benefit the community.

Sister Barbara Catherine and Darla envisioned a women's philanthropy and giving circle that supports the mission of the Sisters of St. Benedict. Members pool their donations and then decide where their funds should go -- a terrific concept that gives women the opportunity to experience the power of giving as they make philanthropic decisions with others committed to the same values.

These are the core group members (listed alphabetically): Teri Hollander Albin, Lynn Belli, Darla Blazey, Paulette Campana, Sue Ellspermann, Carolyn Fuhs, Nancy Habig, Judy Huber, Sister Kathryn Huber, Kathy Kleindorfer (facilitator), Pat Koch, Sister Barbara Catherine Schmitz, Sister Barbara Lynn Schmitz, and Mary Jo Tempel. Congratulations and thanks to you all for establishing a unique and important group!

A busy end of October

2010-11-09T09:01:00.002-05:00

We were busy with a variety of activities at the monastery this last weekend in October. We took care of some community business at meetings during the day on Saturday. As is usual for such days when sisters living in mission houses away from the monastery come home, there was a flurry of socializing and visiting over lunch and during the breaks. In the evening we, and the public, were treated to a concert of sacred music performed by Angelus, a group of outstanding vocalists from Mount Vernon (Indiana) High School. This first concert in the Mechtilde of Hackeborn Sacred Music Series, endowed by the Verkamp Family, drew a capacity crowd in the monastery church.

Of course, the highlight of our weekend was our celebration with four of our sisters who observed special anniversaries of their monastic profession. We are proud of them and deeply grateful for their 259 years of ministry to people in Indiana, Minnesota, North Dakota, and countries of Columbia and Peru. We give thanks for their witness to living monastic life faithfully and with joy.

Photo above: Sister Theresita Schenk, Sister Wilma Davis (seated), and Sister Mary George Kissel (center back), observed 70 years of monastic profession, and Sister Leah Baehl (far right) observed her 60th anniversary.

Angelus concert photos

Sister Jeana Visel makes perpetual monastic vows

2010-11-02T13:07:00.000-04:00

We sisters, along with family and friends of Sister Jeana Visel, gathered on October 2 to witness and celebrate her profession of perpetual monastic vows — a life commitment to the Benedictine way of life as a Sisters of St. Benedict of Ferdinand, Indiana.

After making her profession of monastic vows, Sister Jeana, witnessed by Sister Kristine Anne Harpenau, prioress, and Sister Ann Francis Hillenbrand, her formation director, signs the document on the altar, signifying her total offering of self.

As part of the “Rite of Monastic Profession,” Sister Jeana prostrates in the middle aisle while the sisters chant a litany of saints, asking the saints to intercede for her as she consecrates herself to the monastic way of life.

Sister Jeana receives a ring as a sign of unbroken fidelity to God and to her profession. The ring, worn by all perpetually professed sisters in the community, signifies full incorporation into the monastic community.

Powder Puff Football

2010-10-30T13:03:00.003-04:00

One of my duties at the high school where I teach is to plan the yearly After-Prom party. As a major fundraiser for this, each fall for the past few years, I've coordinated the junior-senior girls' Powder Puff Football Game. I never had the experience of a Powder Puff game when I was in high school, but what a flurry of drama! For one night of fun and entertainment, the girls design and order their own T-shirts and sometimes sweatpants, favorite football players are recruited as coaches, a guys' cheer squad has a cheerleader teach them a routine, and multiple semi-secret practices are arranged. On top of this we have a bake sale at the concession stand. This year, right before the game, as both teams were warming up and getting ready on the field, the seniors called me over and asked me to pray with them before they played. We circled up and prayed for a safe and fun game, and then they were good to go. I love my juniors dearly (I teach them during the day), but after a rather hard-fought battle the seniors won. Never underestimate the power of prayer?

Little Kids

2010-10-22T21:40:00.003-04:00

I am spending my fall break at the Monastery. I had a relaxing day visiting with Sisters that I don't always get to spend much time with. Then came the Employee Picnic. This is a time when all the Monastery empolyees are invited to come and have supper, and play bingo or euchre. While the grown ups are doing this, Sister Alex and I kept the the children occupied. We played many games of hide and seek, follow the leader, Mrs. Macgoo, and games with balls. We ended the evening with playing the card game Spoons. I love doing this and getting to know the employee's children. I also like that they get to see that we like to have fun too. It was a great time had by all but I am now exhausted.

Powerful Weekend

2010-10-18T09:47:00.001-04:00

Last weekend we held a Come & See Weekend for young women who think they might be interested in religious life and in our community. Seven women came from Oklahoma, Indiana, and Kentucky. The theme for the weekend was Discernment: Listening to God's Call. Sister Jane Will provided the input and great discussion followed. It was a fun weekend and hopefully the women left a little more enlightened and with a little more knowledge and lived experience of our community. The next Come & See Weekend is scheduled for January 7-9, 2011. Catholic Women ages 18-40 who are interested in learning about us and religious life are welcome to come.

Sunday (I) Sweets

2010-10-16T21:44:00.002-04:00

**AUTHOR'S NOTE: In the liturgical world (ergo, in the monastic world) Sunday actually begins on Saturday evening. Therefore, despite the fact that it is currently late on a Saturday night, I have decided to go ahead and title my entry as "Sunday" or "Sunday I" as in our prayer books**

One of my favorite websites when I'm trolling the Internet is a blog called "Cake Wrecks", a site dedicated to showing off professionally produced baking flops. However, every Sunday, in a bold stride to detract from the usual negativity, the site holds space for "Sunday Sweets", pictures of the most exquisite cakes the world has to offer. I love to check this site on Sundays to see what beautifully creative things bakers have recreated using cake, some icing and a little modeling chocolate.

As I reflect over my long weekend here at the monastery, I can't help but to call forth many of my own "Sweets" from my time spent here. So here's my list of all those things that I might have overlooked had I only been paying attention to the flops. And now onto Sr. Kathy's Sunday Sweets!

*** My first great kindness of the weekend came in the form of a hand-delivered note via the "Monastic Mail system." In simpler terms, when our sisters travel to other monasteries, they often offer to carry mail to and from. One of our sisters just returned from a trip and brought home a lovely letter from someone I haven't seen in quite some time.

*** I was struck this evening by a sister, hurrying into prayer at the last minute. As she rushed to her spot, her eye caught on a pair of roses that someone placed in the Blessed Virgin Room, and in a display of acute mindfulness, she took a moment to stop for a sniff and a brief smile before settling into her place in line.

*** Today was a full one for me - practice time at the piano, helping host the seven (yes, seven!) young women who are visiting us, Temporary Professed class, and bell choir rehearsal. However, in between all the craziness, a good friend and I found a few moments to get outside for a lovely October walk and an even lovelier chat.

*** At the end of the aforementioned Temporary Professed class, we held a short prayer service and blessing for Sr. Jeana who made her Perpetual Monastic Profession just two weeks ago. It was a beautiful time to celebrate with her as she continues to deepen her monastic journey

*** Tonight was community recreation night and we invited all the women who are visiting with us to come join in. I love to see the joy in our community room when it is filled with so many people having fun.

Race for the Cure

2010-10-11T13:47:00.002-04:00

This past Saturday, I volunteered at the Louisville Race for the Cure. It is a 5K walk/ run to raise money and awareness about breast cancer. I helped stuff bags with goodies, and then passed out the bags to participants as they went past the booth. Survivors were given bright hot pink shirts and baseball caps to signify who they were. As the survivors walked past the booth in a parade to celebrate their lives, I was so touched by the sheer number of them. I was inspired by their strength and courage. I prayed for them and was so grateful that God has blessed them with healing, support, and the gifts they needed to overcome cancer. It was a graced moment for me and I was so glad to be a part of it!

A different side

2010-09-26T13:06:00.006-04:00

If I haven't said it around here, I absolutely love my job. Sure, I get tired of grading papers, and I hate having to discipline my students when they act out. But the benefits far outweigh these little drawbacks. In the classroom I love watching the look on their faces when I hand back a test with a big purple "A" at the top (yeah, I check papers in purple instead of red... it's prettier) and I love watching the kid who really struggled with a new concept one day lean over and explain it to his friend who was absent. On the soccer field, I get absolutely giddy when one of my players masters a new trick or when I watch my whole team huddle up to celebrate a remarkable goal. My job is so full of rewarding moments that fill me with joy!

But I think the best moments are those quiet moments, when I'm not teaching them a new idea in class or maybe during a water break at practice. I love those moments when I get to interact with my students on a totally different level. I love getting to do other activities with them.

This week I had one of those opportunities. Our school participates in a citywide program called the "Joseph of Arimathea Society." Students who participate in this organization are called out of school a few times each year. We travel with the students all the way to the other side of town to a little area that the city has given over for the purposes of burying the poor, the homeless, the indigent. The boys in our little organization go when called to attend the burial and offer prayers for someone who otherwise might have no one at their funeral. We tell the students that no one comes into this world alone and no one should leave this world alone, either.

On Wednesday, I took a group of four students to bury a man, Buddy Carter, who died alone on the streets. They had never met him and knew nothing about him except that he was homeless. And yet they showed up. Our boys were called on to offer a little prayer service for Mr. Carter and then to transport him to his place of final rest and these four souls stepped up and offered to go. These are the same students that I have had in class who tease each other mercilessly, who tell crude jokes and who pretend to sleep through our school masses. And there they were standing at the grave, one with tears glistening in his eyes, another who gently, reverently reached out a hand to touch the coffin as we walked away to leave, and yet another offering spontaneous prayer asking God to accept Mr. Carter into eternal life.

I love these moments with the boys when I get to see them step out of their comfort zones, when they do something that is totally outside of themselves and entirely for someone else. I love getting to witness their conversion of heart, no matter how small it might be. I am so proud to say that I teach these boys, not math or soccer, but how to be men of character and people of faith.

Waiting for fall

2010-09-24T09:08:00.004-04:00

As I was walking back to my living group last night, I was awe struck by the orange moon! It was so full and bright! It lit up the night sky! It made me stop and take time to ponder God and all the beauty of creation!

Officially we are now into fall, however, the temperature's tell a different story! Fall is my favorite season/time of the year! The leaves on the trees become these bright, vibrant colors. The temperature's cool off, harvest time begins. I've never been big on Halloween though.

For me, fall has another meaning as well. It's a time of transition/change. Last year at this time I was entering the monastery in fall, and completely changing my life as I had known it! So when the leaves were falling off the trees, I was falling away from my old life, into a new life here. I see the trees bare and taking root into the ground to prepare for winter. I was taking root in the ground of this monastic community.

This year I will also embrace more change as fall aproaches. I am now a Novice. I have entered into another step into my formation. I have become more deeply rooted in this way of life. I continue to learn so much day by day from my studies as well as from the sisters in this community! I am truley blessed!

Becoming an electrician

2010-09-23T10:23:00.002-04:00

My school has chosen to be a pilot school for Science kits. These Science kits come with everything you need to teach a part of your Science curriculum. My first kit is on Magnetism and Electricity. It is great fun. I feel though like I have to become an electrician to understand all of the terms involved. I spent one whole evening cutting and stripping wire to get things ready. The great thing is that the students do things hands on and learn and have fun at the same time. My classroom is loud and noisy but I know that they are learning.

Getting Ready!

2010-09-16T21:44:00.006-04:00

In about two weeks, I will be making my perpetual profession of vows with this monastic community. (I call it final vows or just profession for short.) I don't know what planning a big wedding is like, but I am guessing the past year has been something like it!

Granted, I don't have to find a wedding photographer or decide on a cake design or spend thousands of dollars on a dress, but I did design an invitation, ask a sister to video the ritual, and choose a meal for the main celebration. I spent several long meetings with my formation director and the monastery liturgist planning the mass and other liturgies around the event. I've scoped out readers and candle carriers and Eucharistic ministers and hostesses and musicians. I had my finger measured for a ring. I spent some time last week staring at my closet trying to decide which black or white top I might wear with my nicer black skirt. Presently I'm tracking down RSVPs from friends and family who may or may not be able to come. I've reported to the powers that be who will need room and board in the guest quarters. For fun, I'm working on developing a recital to sing that evening. Have I forgotten anything?

In all this, I'm trying to remain cognizant of what this is all about. Last month I went to the wedding of a friend. It was a very simple, small wedding, with friends and family helping put things together. My friend told me, "You know, the food, the celebration, the music- that's all nice and good. What's important, though, is the sacrament. That's the main thing." Though religious profession may not be one of the seven official sacraments of the Church, it's pretty much akin to them, and it's just as serious. The main thing here is that I'm going to promise to give my whole life to God and this community, in stability, obedience, and fidelity to the monastic way of life. That's the important part. Please pray for me!

Cleaning Up

2010-09-14T12:08:00.004-04:00

I can't believe how quickly time flies. Already it's the middle of September.

I was thinking today how confusing human behavior is. We are strange creatures, don't you think. Since I'm around kids all day, their behavior really amuses me and leaves me perplexed. For instance, it would be safe to say that the majority of kids do not like cleaning their room. However, if I went outside on a nice day during recess and said, "I need help cleaning the music room," I bet I'd have kids leaving games with the score tied and bases loaded. Kids would stop mid jump rope swing to race up the steps. They'd all fight over the vacuum cleaner.

Part of the lure may be the chance to play the instruments as they're cleaning. Part of it may be just doing something different and getting to help out doing things you don't normally get to do. Part of it may be the possibility of missing part of their next class. Who knows.

During choir practice, I let the kids bring in a snack to enjoy after school and before choir begins. I have a hard time choosing who gets to sweep up afterwards since they all want to do it. Recently, one student wanted to do it. I was expecting her to sweep only the area we were in, and I thought it would only take her a few minutes at the most. (I should have known better when it comes to kids. Things rarely go as you think they would.) About 20 minutes into practice, another student tells me that she is still out there sweeping. I didn't expect such a thorough job in every little nook and cranny.

I'm thinking of this story because I have choir practice again today after school. I wonder how many students will want to sweep and help me with all the behind the scenes stuff of setting and cleaning up. I venture to guess that the number will be far greater than those who respond voluntarily to cleaning their rooms or helping out at home.

School Year Has Begun

2010-08-29T09:35:00.006-04:00

My school year has begun. I teach 4th graders at Saint Bernard Catholic School in Rockport, Indiana. I have 15 students this year. We are doing fun stuff like multiplication, division, magnetism, electricity, and studying our great state of Indiana.

I am also working on my Masters in Education. I am taking classes at the University of Southern Indiana. I am taking a class on Thursday evenings. It's called Thinking in the Classroom. It starts this week and I hope that it will be useful for my teaching.

I am also taking a class at the Monastery. Sister Kathy and I are taking a seminar class. We are reading the book Benedictines by Terrence Kardong. We will meet once a month and discuss the book. We also asked 4 other sisters to join us. It is going to be great. As you can tell with all of these activities I stay pretty busy.

When I Get Everything Together

2010-08-24T07:28:00.003-04:00

I didn't forget about the blog; I've just been preoccupied with other things. It does seem that I took the summer off, but I'd like to now get back to writing . . . . I hope someone is reading. If not, I do find that writing can be therapeutic.

One thing that I find myself saying from time to time is "When I get everything together . . . ." Do you ever say this? I find it nonsense really. When I get everything together, I'll start exercising or when I get everything together, I'll focus more on my prayer life. Who in the world has everything together? If I keep saying that to myself, I'll end up 90 years old and wonder where my life has gone.

School has started and things are in full swing. I don't expect to have everything together (although that would be nice). Until that miraculous day, I'll just have to make time for the things that are necessary. Things don't make time for me. I have to make time for them.

Crazy as it may seem, I am trying to exercise and eat better. I chose an apple over ice cream last night. Crazy! We also have nice parks here in Louisville. I can come up with lots of excuses, but really I need to just dive right in.

Here's to everyone who doesn't have it all together. May God grant us the grace to make time for what is necessary and the determination to keep trying.

My life as a Novice here in Ferdinand

2010-08-15T18:59:00.004-04:00

I entered the novitiate on April 24. It was a beautiful ceremony that took place in the dining room here at the monastery. I stood in the enterance way while everyone went in and sat down. Then I had a brief dialouge with Sister Kristine Anne our prioress. She asked me what my intention was and I answered her by saying that I wanted to learn the monastic way of life and follow the Gospels every day of my life. Then I slowly entered the dining room. When I got to Sister Kristine Anne, I stopped and stood in front of her. My director, Sister Rose, was standing next to her. I was presented with my own copy of the Rule of Benedict and the documents of our federation. Then Sister Rose agreed to accompany me on this next step of formation. The community then blessed Sister Rose and I. My parents came into town for the ceremony which made it all the more special!

This summer has been very busy! I have been doing various tasks! I have worked in the kitchen, worked in housekeeping, worked in the infermary, the dining room, and the laundry! I also was on a directed retreat the week of July 9-16. The retreat was a silent retreat, and I had a director that I met with every day. She gave me scripture passages that I meditated on each day and then when we met, we talked about them. I also spent a lot of time out in nature drawing. This is a very meaningful way of prayer for me. After retreat, I felt very renewed and refreshed!

I will be starting classes soon here at the monastery. I will be continuing the class on the Rule of St. Benedict/Lectio Divina. I will also take Monastic History and a class on Monastic Profession. It will be fun for me to learn all of this new information. I am looking forward to every minute of it!

It is so hard to believe that come August 23, I will have been here for one year already! Where does time go? The only one who knows the answer to that is God, because it is God's time!

Teens Encounter Christ weekend

2010-07-30T16:28:00.002-04:00

This past weekend, I had the priviledge of working on the TEC #74 team for the Diocese of Evansville. It was an amazing experience! Seeing so many young people draw closer to Christ and deepen their faith touched me in many ways. Spending 3 days building community, laughing, praying, playing- what an awesome time! If you have an opportunity to make one, I highly recommend it!

A Monastic Adventure

2010-07-20T19:15:00.003-04:00

Several weeks ago, Sr. Jill mentioned that she and I were heading out on a trip to the Benedictine Spirituality Workshop and Retreat (also known as BSWR). Well, we're home now and I wanted to write a little about that experience.

The program was in Bismarck, North Dakota, which happens to be about 1200 miles from Ferdinand, Indiana. But, being the intrepid people that we are, Sr. Jill and I asked our director and community treasurer if we could drive ourselves up north. Once we received that "yes", I immediately mapped out our route in a direction that would take us close to some fun sites (we spent a wonderful afternoon at Laura Ingalls Wilder's childhood homestead in DeSmet, South Dakota) but also kept us near other monasteries that so graciously offered us hospitality. So even though we were on the road, we continued to be able to pray and eat in community and, thanks to Mother of God Monastery's "Daisy Band", enjoy some excellent nighttime entertainment as well. We also made a great side trip to the University of Notre Dame where we got a tour and had an opportunity to spend some time with sisters who are studying there. I won't bore you with the lengthy details of the nearly 40 hours we spent in the car traveling there and back, but I will say that we only got lost twice... both times in Illinois! I found that impressive for two young sisters and I blame the state of Illinois for not labeling their roads the same way MapQuest does. It was certainly an adventure.

Once we got to Bismarck, the program was outstanding. True to the Benedictine way of life, the sisters of that monastery were some of the kindest, most hospitable people I have ever met. They invited us into their homes and hearts for three weeks as we experienced the BSWR program. Throughout those weeks, we spent two weeks in reflective study of the Benedictine rule and other monastic topics like humility, obedience, liturgy of the hours and lectio divina. The final week of the program was a silent retreat during which we had the time and space we each needed to become more grounded in Benedictine spirituality and hopefully to feel a deepening of our call to this life and to our own monasteries. The whole program was excellent. The sisters who presented to us conveyed a deep love for the Benedictine way of life and I feel like I gained so much from each of them. We also had a lot of time to reflect and chat with other program participants about our experience of monasticism.

And now we are home. Though I can honestly say that I loved the prairies of the North Dakota landscape more than I could ever have expected, I am so glad to be back home in southern Indiana. I missed my monastery and the sisters of my community and the prayer that we share together. As much as I enjoyed meeting new people and learning new things, I was so happy to return here to Ferdinand. So I end with a quote from my favorite movie, "There is no place like home."