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Posted by on Dec 6, 2007

Saint of the Day – St. Nicholas

Saint of the Day – St. Nicholas

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December 6 is the feast of St. Nicholas, Bishop of Myra, in what is present day Turkey. He was born in the third century and lived through several official persecutions of Christians by the authorities. He was a participant in the Council of Nicea, where he opposed the teachings of Arius. He is one of the few saints of that time who were not martyrs.

St. Nicholas is the patron saint of sailors, ships, fishermen, harbor towns, children, bakers, and pawnbrokers. It is said that he was a defender of the falsely accused as well. These seem an odd combination of people and things of which to be patron, but stories are told that link him to each of them.

Nicholas’ parents were relatively wealthy and it may be that they had businesses related to fishing, sailing or the sea. Some reports say that he was himself a fisherman or sailor. He served as a priest during the persecution of Diocletian and Maximian, becoming a bishop sometime during the reign of Licinius (307-324). He was known for his charity and care for children and the poor. (It was his care for the poor which led to his status as patron of pawn brokers and their symbol of 3 gold balls, with which he is sometimes also depicted.)

Many stories are told of Nicholas’ care for the poor and for children, including the famous one of how he secretly provided money for the dowry of three young women who would not otherwise have been able to marry and would have been forced into prostitution. In one version of the stories, some of the coins fell into the stocking of the young woman as it hung drying on the fireplace. From this story we have developed the custom of hanging up stockings at Christmas to be filled with gifts from Santa Claus – a more recent name for the saint.

In many countries, children receive gifts for the feast of St. Nicholas. In some traditions, most of the gifts come from St. Nicholas on December 6. In others, a few gifts are received at that time and others on Christmas from the Christ Child.

In our own family, a few gifts arrive each year for the feast of St. Nicholas. When the children were small, a carrot was left for St. Nicholas’ donkey, and the children were delighted in the morning to find only a small stub of the carrot remained outside. The floor and their shoes and gifts were lightly dusted with glittery, golden “stardust” from his robes. It was all very exciting and magical. (As they got into high school and college, it became one of those things they’d never admit they liked, but I think they’d have been a bit disappointed if there hadn’t been “stardust” in the cracks of their shoes along with their gifts.)

Celebrating the feast of St. Nicholas has been a happy way for us to reduce the stress on gifts at Christmas and ease our family into the Christmas season. We celebrate this season of Advent through this and other feasts, “shortening” the time of waiting for Christmas to begin and to marking the passage of the days.

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Posted by on Dec 4, 2007

Saint of the Day – St. Nicholas

Ancient Roots of a Modern Imperative

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Sometimes I hear people speak disapprovingly about the actions and dreams of those who work for social justice. The “harrumphs” are loudest about those still living and active. Once the activist is no longer living and doing disturbing things, he or she is not such a threat and some of what was done begins to seem self-evidently correct. People like Dorothy Day and Martin Luther King, Jr. come to mind as examples of people whose work today is praised but during their lifetimes was often criticized and/or condemned. 

The reading from Isaiah today reminded me that social justice is not a new concept or dream. Even in ancient Israel, the prophet had to remind the people that the one who comes from the Lord and upon whom the spirit of the Lord rests will be concerned with justice for the poor.

“… a shoot shall sprout from the stump of Jesse, and from his roots a bud shall blossom. The spirit of the Lord shall rest upon him: a spirit of wisdom and of understanding, a spirit of counsel and of strength, a spirit of knowledge and of fear of the Lord, and his delight shall be the fear of the Lord.

Not by appearance shall he judge, nor by hearsay shall he decide, but he shall judge the poor with justice, and decide aright for the land’s afflicted. He shall strike the ruthless with the rod of his mouth, and with the breath of his lips he shall slay the wicked. Justice shall be the band around his waist, and faithfulness a belt upon his hips.” (Isaiah 11:1-6)

The reading goes on to describe what has been called “the peaceable kingdom” where the wolf is a guest of the lamb and a child leads a calf and a young lion who graze together. The entire picture of this wonderful time and place of peace hinges on the justice brought by this shoot from Jesse’s stump. Once justice for the poor and faithfulness are the norm for the world’s societies, “Then the wolf shall be a guest of the lamb, and the leopard shall lie down with the kid; … There shall be no harm or ruin on all my holy mountain; for the earth shall be filled with knowledge of the Lord, as water covers the sea.” (Isaiah 11:6-9)

The struggle for social justice, a struggle/imperative which continues today, does indeed have ancient roots!

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Posted by on Dec 3, 2007

Saint of the Day – St. Nicholas

St. Francis Xavier and Me

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December 3 is the feast of St. Francis Xavier, “Apostle to the East.” Francis Xavier was born in Navarre, Spain in 1506, to a wealthy and influential family. However, his family lost their lands in 1512 when Navarre was conquered by troops from Castille and Aragon. His father died in 1515.

Francis went to study in Paris when he was 19 and met Iñigo (Ignatius) Loyola there. To make a long story short, Francis eventually joined with Loyola as one of the founding members of the Society of Jesus, the Jesuits.

Francis is best known for his missionary work in India, Malacca, Sri Lanka, Indonesia, and Japan. From 1540, until his death on an island off the coast of China in 1552, he traveled and preached throughout the East, frequently returning to Goa in India. He left behind communities of Christians in each place he visited and pioneered the missionary style of the Jesuit order through the compromises he worked out with the existing Christian community, founded by St. Thomas the Apostle, in India.

There are many biographies and studies written about St. Francis Xavier’s life, teachings, influence in the Church, and miracles.

My family has had a close relationship with St. Francis for several generations in the Pacific Northwest. Jesuits were among the first to arrive in eastern Washington and brought with them a devotion to St. Francis. Growing up in parishes staffed by Jesuits, we shared in the tradition of the “Novena of Grace” each year in March. In fact, my parents’ first date ocurred when my father picked up my mother from her teaching assignment in northern Idaho and escorted her to the Novena in Spokane!

As a child, many of my early memories are related to the family tradition of attending Mass and the Novena from March 4-12. Each year we went, with our own prayer requests, and gathered with hundreds of other people from Spokane and the surrounding areas to praise God and ask St. Francis to intercede for us. There were people we only saw once a year – at the Novena.

Some years  the prayer intentions were very practical – a job for a relative out of work, health for a sick relative, help with school work, etc. Other years the intentions were more “spiritual” – help in overcoming a bad habit, help in discerning a life path, greater understanding of the Holy Spirit – little things like that!

Important things happened during or after the Novena. Two cousins who were born during the Novena were adopted into the family – we had been praying for a child for each family that year. Other children have been born into or adopted into the family in the year following the Novena. One of my brothers survived a difficult birth on March 4 and was given an extra middle name, Francis, in thanksgiving. Relatives got jobs. People got well. An uncle returned to the Church as he lay dying during the Novena. My Great Grandmother and my Grandmother both died on First Friday during the Novena. 

Sometimes funny things happened, like the year my youngest brother dropped a “steely” marble at the back of the church and it rolled all the way to the front, causing a stir as it went all the way! Mom was not amused, but we’re all still laughing about it.

The relationship with St. Francis is not limited to those nine days in March. At harvest time, when a storm threatens to ruin a crop before the field is harvested, prayers go up to “St. Frank” to protect it. When a relationship needs a boost from the Holy Spirit, prayers go to St. Francis. And when something goes really well, prayers of thanks go up too. It’s good to have a powerful big brother (saint) to help out.

A little over ten years ago, a young man from a Goan family knocked on our front door, hoping to sell a medical software program to a medical group we managed. The software was not what our group needed, but he became a close friend. We found many common threads in our educations, life experience and shared bond as Catholics. He in turn has introduced us to his family and many of his friends, including those who are the founders of Suggestica.com and who have opened this world of internet blogs and vertical discovery engines such as theologika.net to us.

It seems St. Francis Xavier is still looking out for us in this increasingly small, small world and doing his part to continue spreading the Good News.

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Posted by on Dec 2, 2007

Saint of the Day – St. Nicholas

New Year Hopes – The First Sunday of Advent

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Today is the first day of a new liturgical year. Happy New Year, everyone!

The first reading today is from the book of Isaiah, a vision of a world at peace.

“In days to come, the mountain of the Lord’s house shall be established as the highest mountain and raised above the hills. All nations shall stream toward it; many peoples shall come and say: ‘Come, let us climb the Lord’s mountain, to the house of the God of Jacob, that he may instruct us in his ways and we may walk in his paths.’

For from Zion shall go forth instruction, and the word of the Lord from Jesrusalem. He shall judge between the nations, and impose terms on many peoples. They shall beat their swords into plowshares and their spears into pruning hooks; One nation shall not raise the sword against another, nor shall they train for war again.

O house of Jacob, come let us walk in the light of the Lord!”
                                                                       Isaiah 2: 2-5

May these words be our guide in the coming year, as we work to bring peace and justice to our families, our communities, our nations, and our world.

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Posted by on Dec 1, 2007

Saint of the Day – St. Nicholas

A Limrick for Christ the King

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It’s nearly a week now since the feast of Christ the King, but today I received a limrick in the mail that was written last Sunday by a member of my home parish, St. Patrick Parish in Spokane, Washington. On this last day of the liturgical year, I share with you Dennis Johnston’s reflection on the readings for Christ the King. (The accented syllables are the ones to be stressed when reading the limrick.)

Sure we célebrate nów Christ the Kíng,
To his lóve and light álways we clíng.
In His Kíngdom Etérnal
We shun dárkness inférnal —
For forgíveness, faith, mércy we síng!

Thanks, Dennis, for your gift of this poem.

And thank you, Yom Jae Won, of Korea for your painting, “The Exalted Jesus” shown here.

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Posted by on Nov 29, 2007

Saint of the Day – St. Nicholas

Don’t Feed the Bears or the Deceiving Spirits

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When I was growing up, Yogi Bear was a popular cartoon. Yogi lived in “Jellystone Park” and, with his sidekick, Boo-Boo, took it as his mission to defeat the park ranger and get picnic baskets from the tourists. It was all very silly and funny to watch.

In the actual world, “Don’t Feed the Bears” was and is a serious statement. Bears are wild animals and play an important role in the environment. However, bears that get used to eating human food or bears that come close to humans can be dangerous. Cute little cubs have fiercely protective mothers who do not hestitate to defend them.

As an adult, I have come to observe that there are other beings who should not be fed. This is the story of one person’s encounter with one of those beings.

It had been a difficult day. The children were out of sorts. She was short of sleep. Her husband was worried about problems at work. Nothing seemed to be going right. To top it all off, like the proverbial cherry on the banana split, he had criticized her housekeeping or some such thing. (Later she couldn’t even remember what it had been.) She got the children to bed, the dog to the kennel and went to bed herself.

Usually, when she’d had a day like that, a good night’s sleep took care of the problem and the next day went better. But that night she couldn’t sleep. She was too angry. She kept going over and over in her mind what had happened and how unfair and unjust it all had been. The time dragged on and she couldn’t calm down. She tried praying the rosary, because often that helped her go to sleep when she was upset or worried, but that didn’t help either.

Finally, it occured to her to ask God to take away the anger and resentment so she could get some sleep. No sooner said than done! Her eyes were closed and she was lying on her side. She had the sensation of the blankets being flung back off of her – and at that instant, there was a cold, bright, bluish flash of light which stung her leg and then was gone. She no longer felt angry or resentful, but rather peaceful and ready to sleep. Thanking God, she drifted off to a restful night of sleep.

A couple of weeks later, she was talking with a friend about what had happened. The friend has the gift of healing, so she knew he wouldn’t think she was making it up. She described what had happened and he said that he could see, looking with his mind’s eye at the scene, what she had not seen. Behind her as she lay on the bed, a golden light appeared. (Golden light is often associated with the divine or the holy – as in halos around the heads in pictures of saints.) The golden light moved over her and exposed the deceiving spirit, forcing it to flee. The spirit had stung her as it left, in anger at being exposed. Then the golden light had covered her and let her rest.

I have often reflected on this woman’s experience. I had never really thought of anger, resentment, jealousy and the other negative emotions as spirits or as having any real “being” outside of the individual person. It would seem that I was mistaken.

I am now very careful about what emotional states I nurture. When I am angry, I try to remember not to feed that “spirit” by dwelling on how I have been wronged. Feeding these deceiving spirits only strengthens them and allows them to reach out and hurt others through me. They tell me I am the one who was hurt, but in my heart of hearts I know that “it takes two to tango” and despite what they might have me believe, I am rarely a totally innocent victim.

In these days of the ending of one liturgical year and beginning of the next, when the readings speak of the last days and of judgements to come, maybe we would all do well to make a sign and post it in our hearts, “Don’t Feed the Deceiving Spirits!”

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Posted by on Nov 20, 2007

Saint of the Day – St. Nicholas

Quote of the Day — Meister Eckhart

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“Apprehend God in all things,
for God is in all things.
Every single creature is full of God
and is a book about God.
If I spent enough time
with the tiniest creature —
even a caterpillar —
I would never have to prepare another sermon,
so full of God is every creature.
Meister Eckhart, O.P.

Eckhart von Hochheim, OP  (1260- 1327) was a Dominican philosopher, theologian, and mystic. Although Meister Eckhart’s teaching shaped much of the thinking of the Middle Ages, he was largely forgotten until the end of the 20th century.  The freshness and universality of his insights have created a following for him among Christians and non-Christian seekers alike.

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Posted by on Nov 19, 2007

Saint of the Day – St. Nicholas

Brother Sun and Sister Cave

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Many years ago I heard a little fable that seems appropriate for this time of year, as the Northern Hemisphere gets darker and the holidays approach. It’s actually a good one to remember any time during the year if we are feeling alone or sad. I’ll tell you the story and hope you’ll find meaning(s) awaken within your heart.

Once upon a time, there was a cave in the mountainside. She lived high up on the mountain, where no one ever came to visit her. For all she knew, no one even knew she existed.

She was a very deep cave and very dark inside. She felt cold and sad. Many days she would sit and cry because she was so alone, it was so dark and she felt so sad.

One day, the sun, who was shining on the outside of the mountain, heard her tiny voice crying. It sounded like she was very small or very far away. He called out to her, “Hello, where are you? Why are you sad?”

She answered, “I’m deep inside the mountain and I’m sad because it’s so dark and cold inside here. And I’m all alone.”

The sun immediately called back, “Sister Cave, I’m sorry you’re so unhappy. If it would help, please come outside and visit me. I don’t know what it is to be dark and cold, but I’d like to show you what light is like.”

The cave decided she had nothing to lose, so she picked up her skirts from all around her and slowly moved out into the light. She was happy to meet Brother Sun and experience his light, though it did seem very bright at first. The time passed quickly as they visited –Sister Cave and Brother Sun. Sister Cave felt very happy in the light. She stayed for a few days, enjoying the light, the warmth, and the company. It seemed they had many things to talk about and Brother Sun was wonderful company.

Then one day, Sister Cave began to think. “It’s all very well to be in the light. It’s really lots of fun. But life isn’t all light and fun. There are dark places and times too.” When she mentioned this to Brother Sun, he had to admit that he really found that hard to comprehend. Sister Cave told him that the best way to understand darkness was to experience it. She invited him to come visit her inside the mountain and Brother Sun accepted her invitation with much anticipation, because he had never experienced darkness. So it was decided.

Sister Cave told him he had to wait until she got everything ready for his visit. She went back inside the mountain and made herself as dark and cold as possible. When she couldn’t get any darker or colder, she called out, “I’m ready now, Brother Sun. Come in and see what darkness is.”

Brother Sun was very exited. He was going to experience something new and see where his new friend lived. He came out of the sky and made himself very small. Then he tiptoed into the entrance of the cave. He went in deeper and deeper, looking around as he went along. Finally he got to the very back of the cave. Sister Cave was very excited to see him and show him what her darkness was like.

Brother Sun looked all around the inside of the cave, with a puzzled expression on his face. At last he asked, “But Sister Cave, where is the darkness?”

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Posted by on Nov 18, 2007

Saint of the Day – St. Nicholas

Saint of the Day – St. Rose Philippine Duchesne

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“Learn to let others do their share of the work. Things may be done less well, but you will have more peace of soul and health of body. And what temporal interest should we not sacrifice in order to gain these blessings?”
     St. Philippine Duchesne

Rose Philippine Duchesne, pictured here in a mosaic in the Cathedral Basilica of St. Louis, Missouri, was a French woman, born in 1769 to a successful middle class family. She entered the Visitation order during the French Revolution, but was forced to return home when revolutionaries expelled the nuns from their convents. She was active in the underground church during the Revolution, caring for the poor and sick, visiting prisoners and helping fugitive priests.

Following the Revolution, she joined the Society of the Sacred Heart. When the Bishop of Louisiana requested missionary help, she volunteered, arriving in New Orleans in 1818. She worked in Missouri and Kansas, starting schools and orphanages, for children of the settlers and Native Americans of the area. When she was 72 she founded a mission school for Native American girls and spent many years working there. The Potawatomi among whom she worked called her “Woman-who-prays-always.”

Despite the many years she lived in America, she was never able to master the English language. Yet that limitation never stopped her from doing what needed to be done for the children or the poor.

Her final years were spent at St. Charles, where her work in America had begun. She died there at the age of 83 on November 18, 1852 – a woman who accomplished wonders on the American frontier without sacrificing “peace of soul and health of body.”

“Learn to let others do their share of the work” — Not bad advice today either!

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