La petite fille au radar pour les religieuses

Je suis invitée pour un souper de fête surprise chez une nouvelle amie. Parmi les personnes présentes, je ne connais presque personne. Il y a seulement un enfant, une petite fille de 18 mois. Louise-Marie est enjouée, avec sa belle binette et ses cheveux blonds bouclés. Tous les invités veulent lui parler, mais elle n’a d’yeux que pour son père et sa mère. Mais, tranquillement, elle est venue à moi et, finalement, elle se jetait dans mes bras et je la soulevais dans les airs… Alors, les autres invités voulaient encore plus la prendre… Rien à faire…à part ses parents chéris, elle n’allait voir personne d’autres, sauf moi.

Quelques jours plus tard, mon amie parle à son neveu, le père de la petite. Ce dernier lui dit combien il fut surpris que sa fille se laisse prendre par moi. Il ajoute qu’elle ne va pas vers les gens, sauf vers les religieuses âgées où sa conjointe travaille comme archiviste pour la congrégation.

Alors, mon amie rit et lui dit que je suis une religieuse!

Je ne sais pas trop ce que Louise-Marie perçoit. Est-ce la paix, le cœur ouvert ou mieux, la présence du Christ … Mais clairement cette petite enfant sait reconnaître les traits de la vie religieuse chez une personne, sans attacher d’attention à la croix ou à un vêtement typiquement religieux.

Cette rencontre m’a interpelée sur Celui à qui nous avons consacré notre vie entière. À tout moment, Jésus peut faire sentir sa présence aimante à travers nous.

Nous portons le Parfum de Christ partout où nous allons, 

par notre comportement paisible, 

ainsi que par nos paroles de sagesse et d’amour.

cf: 2 Corinthiens 2, 14 – 17  et 4, 13 

 

English Version:

Little girl with a radar for the nuns!

I’m invited for a surprise party dinner for a new friend. I almost do not know anyone present. There is only one little girl present. She is 18 months old. Louise-Marie is playful and with her beautiful hoe and her beautiful blond curly hair, all the guests want to talk to her, but she only has eyes for her father and her mother. But slowly, she came to me, started jumping into my arms and I was raising in the air … Then the other guests wanted even more to take her … Nothing to do … apart from her beloved parents, she was not going toward anyone except me.

A few days later, my friend talks to her nephew, the little girl’s father. He told her how surprised he was that his daughter lets herself be taken by me. He added that she does not go easily to people except the elderly nuns where her spouse works as an archivist for a congregation. They go visit them on occasion.

So my friend laughs and tells her that I am a nun!

I do not know what the child perceives, is it peace, the open heart or better the presence of Christ or what else, but clearly this little child knows how to recognize the features of religious life in a person, without recognizing my cross and without clothing typically religious.

This encounter challenged me on The One to whom we have dedicated our whole life troughs consecrated life, in a way that at any moment, Jesus can make know his loving presence through us.

We carry the fragrance of Christ wherever we go, by our peaceful behavior, as well as by our words of wisdom and love.

2 Corinthians 2, 14-17 and 4, 13

Article and Photo by Sr. IsaBelle Couillard, s.g.m.

Religious Life as a Brother

Brother

Fraternity beckons me beyond myself

it requires compassion and presence.

Minority beckons me beyond myself

it requires simplicity and trust.

                              

Obedience beckons me beyond myself

it requires listening and openness.

Chastity beckons me beyond myself

it requires love and respect.

Poverty beckons me beyond myself

it requires awareness and honesty.

                                       

Community beckons me beyond myself

it requires awareness and collaboration.

Religious Life beckons me beyond myself

it requires enthusiasm and generosity.

Faith beckons me beyond myself

it requires prayer and service.

Hope beckons me beyond myself

it requires freedom and joy.

Love beckons me beyond myself

it requires kinship and sacrifice.

When I am called Brother

it beckons me beyond myself

it requires me to embrace Christ and live the Gospel.

 

Poem composed by:  Br. Michael Perras, OFM

Photos by:  Br. Carlos Ona, OFM and Br. Michael Perras, OFM                                     (Br. Michael is below on the left with Br. Michael Okwegba, OFM on the right)

Can Anything Good Come From…a Laz-y-Boy Chair?

Spring 2016, I returned to the Novitiate house after attending a NAVFD (National Association of Vocation Formators and Directors) conference in my home town of Winnipeg. While I was at the conference, I had a good look around the room and it prompted my wonderings and question, “who I am going to grow old with as a Religious in Canada?”  This question accompanied me in my prayer. I loved to pray in my room, which had a comfortable tan colored Laz-y-boy chair that faced the windows. It offered me a prime view of God’s handiwork as I gazed out.  So I sat with this question and allowed it to just rest in me. One day I recall concluding that we have to gather Religious who are younger / newer in formation together. The question then became, how? With our communities stretched in all ways with resources, planning a conference or a workshops was highly unlikely. Then the thought that all religious do make annual retreats and perhaps that is something we could share in together. This possibility led me to imagining when? Where? Who could lead this? What was most important or non-negotiable for this experience to be authentic? 

As I would journal and reflect on these questions, it seemed obvious, to me anyways, that whomever we get to lead this must have Canadian roots or be in Canada; should be a Religious and be a respected voice in their field. As I continued to dream…Fr. Ron Rolheiser’s name was coming to mind. I knew how busy he was and that his schedule is quite booked. I also remembered that that he visits his home diocese of Saskatoon each summer and offers a retreat at the local retreat house.  Then the, “I wonder if’s…” began. So I called the retreat house in Saskatoon asked about the following summer retreat dates, and if there was availability following the retreat. Then I made a call to Fr. Ron’s assistant. Explained to her what it was, that I knew him and if he would be interested. While all of this was happening, I was sharing this dream with my Novice Director and another younger religious from Canada, Ken Thorson, omi who knows Fr. Ron well. The responses were positive so I thought,” let’s see where this goes”. I heard back from his assistant and she indicated he was interested but the schedule was not finalized for the  summer 2017. She said she would let me know. This was June 2016. That summer I returned to Winnipeg to begin my Missionary Novice year. While on retreat that summer, I consciously asked for God’s grace to be free about this dream. If it moves forward, it does and if not, it is not meant to be at this time. I prayed that I might have the grace to not hold on to something or force something that was not spirit-led. 

October came, and I still had not heard back. I made a call to follow up (sometimes things fall off the radar). No, it was not known yet. She told me she would let me know. As Advent approached, I found myself truly entering the time of waiting. I also knew that time was going by and if we wanted to launch this for the summer, time was of the essence. Again, I thought, ok God, this is on your watch, not mine. 

It was December 22. I called his assistant and left a message. I knew this was highly unlikely to happen for the summer and I was ok with that. It was a good dream but the time was not right. So my message thanked her for her assistance and since I had not heard, maybe this needs to be put to rest for another time.  The next day I had a call back from her. She indicated that she and Fr. Ron had met the day before and were reviewing the request and schedule for the 2017 year. She informed me that it was a go and to contact him directly to discuss the details.  I was stunned. Overwhelmed with joy and some disbelief. It was still a long journey before it could be realized, but the doors had been opened to proceed to the next level of planning. I remember being at Christmas Eve mass and truly feeling like Christ WAS born for me that year. 

And so after further conversations with my community, and with their encouragement and prayers, more planning followed. The assistance that NAVFD provided in publicizing the retreat was invaluable. They have been wonderful companions to us on this journey. 

Our Retreat in the summer of 2017 gathered 23 participants from various parts of Canada. Male and female we gathered to pray, build community, share in silence and conversation and learn from our facilitator. It was surreal. It was from God.  

Following the summer retreat in 2017, I received a call from Fr. Ron and he asked about the next retreat and doing it again. I know the evaluations /summary of reflections indicated that we should be doing it again.  He was willing to lead us with another topic. Queens House had availability and it seemed that the call was clear – do it again. This time, I had others to invite to share in the promotion, and tasks of the retreat. We had 20 participants in 2018 with nearly three-quarters of the group being new. We were also reaching different communities and clearly the word was spreading. 

So here we are, the fall after our 2018 retreat. The group clearly felt that we needed to continue with the retreats. However, the new “shoot” that sprouted was the need to keep the spark burring between retreats. Thus with the idea, vision and commitment of Toby Collins CR and a small group of others to develop the idea of the blog site. 

And God said, “let there be a blog site!” The hope is to share a posting each week with our viewers. Though our targeted audience is Religious under 55 or newer in formation, here in Canada or abroad with Canadian roots, all are welcome to visit it. The focus is celebrating the joy, challenges and life that being a Religious, at this age or stage offers to one another and the world. 

Fr. Ron’s words in our initial conversation in January 2017, about the retreat, echo in my heart. I said, “I have no idea how many to expect or if we should be doing this” and he responded, “It is too important not to do.”

So welcome to our dream! It is too important not to follow!  

Something good CAN come from a Laz-y-boy.

Written by: Michelle Garlinski, SNJM – Sister of the Holy Names of Jesus and Mary

 

2017 Retreat (above), and 2018 Retreat (below)

Click here for Video of 2018 Retreat