Ignatian prayer


An Ignatian
Prayer....

Lord, teach me to be
generous.
Teach me to serve you as you deserve,
to give and not to count
the cost,
to fight and not to heed the wounds,
to toil and not to seek
rest,
to labor and not to ask for reward,
save that of knowing that I do
your will.


Friday, October 18, 2013

Incarnation Parish-celebrating 50 years as a privileged place.


“The parish is a privileged place where the faithful concretely experience Church.” John Paul II (The Church in America, Post-Synodal  Apostolic Exhortation, 1999)

A “privileged place

I came to Incarnation to worship 23 years ago having been gone away from parish life for a while. Although at that time I was not yet a convicted follower of Christ, it was here where I felt God‘s call to know him more.  God was good and merciful to me and revealed himself in the Eucharist and in his Word and in the sacrament of Reconciliation. This personal encounter of being welcomed and loved led me to see with new eyes. I became aware that my Incarnation parish was a special place that God had prepared for me and my family. It became a place where he could strengthen, nurture and sustain me so that I could take it back to my home and work place. The peace I felt here when I received of Jesus at Communion or when I would go to Confession allowed me to have that peace within me more deeply. Yes, our parish is a privileged place!

Over the years I baptized two additional children at Incarnation, all four children received their First Communion here and three have celebrated Confirmation.  Our oldest daughter was married here by our Pastor, we have celebrated many funeral Masses and Remembrance Masses for dear departed family members and friends. At Incarnation I have wept together with my community, fed the needy and clothed the poor, prayed for one another, welcomed new members, said good bye to others, studied God’s Word , shared faith, and come to know each other’s stories. I learned what a diverse community we are. Yes, we are privileged community!

The people I have met throughout the years in my parish have marked my spiritual journey in profound ways.  I think of Yolanta, an adult Polish American woman who I became great friends with before she died from cancer when my son was only 1 year old.  Although we had only about six years together, our friendship was solid and strong.  When I met her, she used to sit in front of us at Church. She had suffered car accident years earlier and was left disabled. She needed a cane to walk.  It was obvious that she was a bunch of energy and determination. Her spirit was fierce and Catholic, in the purest and best sense of the word! One day after Mass she turned around, shook my hand and said, “my name is Yolanta, with a ‘t’”.  She and her family became very special to us.  I learned their story.  I was inspired by their faith and how it had sustained her parents through World War II, the Holocaust, forced to work as farm laborers when they immigrated to this country and prospered so that their children (Yolanta was one of two) could live peacefully and worship God in their Catholic faith. We ate with them in their home, prayed with them, learned to love Polish food, and share in their Polish traditions.

 If I ever missed Mass, Yolanta would leave a phone message that went something like: “Where the bloody h_ll were you? Call me!”  Yolanta loved standing by the front doors of our church each Sunday and personally welcome each person that walked in.  This was not an official duty, this was just Yolanta being herself.  This was truly someone who was Catholic. The last memory I have of her is at my son’s birthday party, when she and her family shared this special day with me and my family.  She was there for a short bit, very sick fighting Cancer, but she did not want to miss this special day in our son’s life. She was not going to “bloody miss his birthday!”  She passed on not too many weeks later.  Yolanta was sharing with me what she had received from God: love in huge, generous amounts. She is a very powerful reminder for me of how our parish is a privileged place.

The Church is a privileged place because it is where we celebrate the miracle of all miracles and gift of all gifts: the Paschal mystery. Jesus suffered, died and resurrected for us, sinners. In our parish, Body and Blood of Christ has been shared and celebrated every single day for 50 years.  What a blessing!
Indeed, Incarnation is a privileged place as the Holy Father reminded us. We celebrate Mass together and we become Christ-like to one another. We are united to his Body, each of us having a part to play, through our baptism. (1 Cor. 12:27) Together we are Jesus’ caring hands, we are his loving glance, and we are his soothing words. We celebrate 50 years as a Eucharistic community, as a parish, as our spiritual home.  

A “concretely experience Church.”

We are not perfect because we are human, but there is a divine dimension to our community. As a parish we can be sacrament. The definition of sacrament according to our catechism is a special symbol (efficacious symbol) that points to another reality and brings about the very reality that it points to. Jesus, for example, points to God’s love. He IS truly what he represents. Our parish points to God’s true presence among His people. Our parish points to that reality!

Today is a great opportunity to think about how we as active members of our parish have an incredible responsibility to be sacrament to one another! Being parish means to take seriously the social dimension of our encounter with the Risen Lord. “He who does not love his brother, whom he has seen, cannot love God whom he has not seen.” (1 Jn 4:20)  In our parish I have experienced members sacrifice for others; share their time, their talents and their treasures with the community.  I have seen men and women dedicated to their work in our parish, doing most of their serving away from the lime light. I have experienced it personally, as the times my parish prayed for my sick son during  his surgery, visited my loved one at their death bed, sent me cards, held me up in very difficult moments and celebrated with me when God blessed us.  Many of these parishioners did not know me personally, and yet, I felt united with them in a special way in those moments. Through them I felt God’s hand in my life.

Incarnation Parish has been blessed by God. We have seen our community change, we have grown, and at times the changes were not easy. Today we gather and we give thanks for those who came before us to make Incarnation the parish it is today.  Now, we must be mindful that we too must carry on the work of Christ, to be concrete examples of God’s love for everyone who comes through our doors and take it to others who may never enter our doors, always remembering how privileged this place continues to be.

Let us continue to work as a parish in solidarity with our Pastor Michael Suszynski, our Bishop Robert Lynch and with our Pope Francis I. Together lets all be reminded of St. Luke’s words “From those who have received much, much will be required.”

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