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Thursday, March 28, 2013

love is...patient

 Holy Thursday!

To prepare for the Holy Triduum, despite being far from my community at St. Monica's in Los Angeles and my community in the PI...through the gift of technology, I have been listening to the morning meditations conducted by Dr. Jim Finley. Dr. Jim Finley is a Merton scholar and master of the "Contemplative Way." He lived as a Trappist monk and Thomas Merton was his spiritual director. Um, awesome. :)

When I lived in LA, I attended his weekly 5:30am meditations during Lent, and they were absolutely beautiful. What a blessing it is to have found that this year's meditations are recorded - along with all of the cool audio/visual links that St. Monica's provides.

Here, he talks about the verse: "Love is Patient." This could not have come at a better time.

** I loved the recordings  and they have all helped me tremendously, so I transcribed them - here it is for you!**
prayer and contemplation - Fr. Rudy, SJ in Cavite, Philippines

This particular recording can be found here: Dr. Jim Finley from The Contemplative Way

I was thinking this year, I base this series of reflections on love. And, we're always thinking about what we're gonna give up for Lent, and say, we can practice giving up not being loving - we can give that up. And, ask God for the grace to be more loving, because God is love and through love we become one with God and one with each other. And the passage i would like to base these reflections on is the celebrated passage in First Corinthians Chapter 13 on Love.

  If I speak with the tongues of men and of angels, but do not have love, I have become a noisy gong or a clanging cymbal. If I have the gift of prophecy, and know all mysteries and all knowledge; and if I have all faith, so as to remove mountains, but do not have love, I am nothing. And if I give all my possessions to feed the poor, and if I surrender my body to be burned, but do not have love, it profits me nothing.
    Love is patient, love is kind and is not jealous; love does not brag and is not arrogant,does not act unbecomingly; it does not seek its own, is not provoked, does not take into account a wrong suffered, does not rejoice in unrighteousness, but rejoices with the truth; bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things.
    Love never fails; but if there are gifts of prophecy, they will be done away; if there are tongues, they will cease; if there is knowledge, it will be done away. For we know in part and we prophesy in part; but when the perfect comes, the partial will be done away. When I was a child, I used to speak like a child, think like a child, reason like a child; when I became a man, I did away with childish things. For now we see in a mirror dimly, but then face to face; now I know in part, but then I will know fully just as I also have been fully known. But now faith, hope, love, abide these three; but the greatest of these is love.


and i would like to start first with "love is patient." and i'd like to meditate on patience as a way of life. that, it often happens in life that we find ourself in the midst of a hurtful situation - in a hurtful situation from which we cannot easily or quickly free ourselves. it goes on and on, and we realize, it's gonna take a while.

this hurtful situation can be a medical symptom in our body, it can be psychological problems, depression, anxiety, self-sabotaging behavior, addiction...it can be problems in a relationship, that are very difficult to even approach, much less resolve, but there are things that weigh us down and from which we cannot quickly or easily free ourselves.

if we flip it around, we can also say, that there are goals in life, things that we hope for, things we believe in, things we seek to achieve and we discover we cannot easily achieve them. that it takes effort, and perseverance, and we're gonna have to hang in there, and lean into it, and keep working on it. life's like this.

and what we find in these situations that as the difficulty in freeing ourselves from suffering, the difficulty in reaching the desired goal - is that, it is tempting, but it is not helpful to be impatient. surely, it's not helpful to be impatient to the point that we give up. because if we give up and walk away, we abandon ourself. if we give up getting past the suffering, we fall into despair in the midst of suffering. if we give up on our dream, walk away, we never reach our dream. so then it's not helpful to give up.

likewise, we find it's not helpful to use force - that we're going to apply more pressure, and make it happen. this is not helpful. because when we use force, we engage in violence - and we try to make life happen on our terms. and we just make things worse. likewise, it doesn't help to get angry that you can't make it happen - that the universe will not cooperate with your plans. and you quickly discover you can't make anybody in your life do anything, and you can't even make yourself do some things.

because there are habits in the the mind and heart that do not easily go away. and so here we are, here we are. engaging in such things, asking for the grace to be patient. to be patient. to not lose heart. don't walk away, don't use force. but lean into it, in an ongoing, persevering, patient way.

and when we live like this, we begin to discover that here maybe, it was most important - is not the goal we were reaching for. nor maybe it's not most important that we get past the suffering, that we want so much to be free from. we begin to realize that in patience, we are being transformed into a patient person. and maybe what matters most is the transformation - and love, that patience brings.

you see this in people who have been transformed in long suffering, who have not fallen into despair, or who have not become bitter. you see it in people who are ripe with just lots of deep sobriety from addiction. you see it in people who are dedicated to a cause they deeply believe in and does not come without a price. you see it in people who are struggling with difficulties and patiently move on day by day. and, you see this quality in people, auspicious, graciousness about them. they're good people to be with. and it's good to become such a person.

and here i think we see the spirituality of patience. there's a famous prayer of Teresa of Avila sometimes called the "Bookmark of Teresa of Avila." i think when she died, they found it as a bookmark, hence it's name in one of her books.

let nothing disturb thee
let nothing frighten thee
all things are passing
God alone remains
patience obtains all things

and here's the thing - all these struggles that we're going through, all the things we're trying to get past, are passing. and the self that's trying to get through them is passing. all the goals we see, as nobel as they are, attained or unattained, they are all passing. everything that begins in time, ends in time - it's all ashes. it's all turning to ashes. but in the midst of all that's passing away there is the love that never passes away. and in the unexpected intimacy of the patient effort, we begin to experience His deathless love in the intimacy of our minds and hearts - it surprises us. we didn't expect it. it calls for a shift in perception - a shift in an understanding, like a deeper way to understand what it means to understand...about what really matters - what really counts.

that God alone remains; patience obtains all things. just wait long enough, none of us will be here. all will be swept away. but there is in the fleetingness of our lives, the eternality of love that intimately gives itself to us in patience, in patience. and maybe this is what it's about. this is what it's about.

and so, maybe we could see that the whole gospel story is the story of the revelation of patience. Jesus was hanging on the cross as love crucified being patient with us - he hung there, watching them gambling for his clothes, casting lots, and who was gonna get his cloak. not a happy outcome. but he never gave up on us, never turned against us. "Father, forgive them, they know not what they do."

how patient God is with us. and how we can taste the infinite patience of God and the willingness to be led by God to be patient with ourselves, patient with each other, patient with the situation, and so i think then, here is our prayer - our meditation.

you can sit with these 30 minutes in reflective prayer. who are the people in your life who have been patient with you and for who you are immensely grateful to have? who are the people that let you know how grateful they are that you're patient with them? and how blessed you are to be blessed in seeing how grace is working in your life? what are these relational realities? what is the suffering that has been caused by the people who have not been patient with you? and the suffering that's been caused because you've not been patient with them and with yourself? and how to ask God for the grace of patience.

or you can take a more contemplative approach of wordless prayer - sit still, sit straight - present, open and awake - neither clinging to nor rejecting anything, like an unlearned child in quiet awareness of the breathing.

if you want to use the word, "i love you, i love you," as your prayer of your breath - where you inhale - silently inhale God's "i love you" that is life itself and when you exhale, give yourself to the love that gives itself to you. and sit that way that for 30 minutes. do not daydream, do not fall asleep, do not slip away into thinking, but sit straight in the virginal immediacy of this love.

and if you try to sit that way for 30 minutes, you'll discover you need to be very patient with yourself. because you will not do well at it - but the ability to endlessly circle back to reinstate the intention to be simply present, sitting here in silence, you can learn to be patient. and learn to be patient. and in the silence of this prayer, experience God's infinite patience for you.

those in the background

this sure makes you think about the people in the background. who are the people that grew our food? who made the clothes we are wearing? the bags we are carrying? who put their lives in danger to provide us with some of the everyday items we use? 
this sure makes me think about the people in the background.
the life of a coffee bean. this community in yagyagan, benguet, showed me how they prepare the coffee beans, and then sell it to the canadians who come by to collect the prepared goods.

Who Baked the Bread?
Katherine Dale Makus

Who baked the bread
That Jesus blessed
And broke, and shared
That Passover supper, when he said,
"This is my body
Broken for you"?
Who made the wine,
When he passed the cup,
Saying, "This is my blood,
The blood of the covenant,
Shed for you and for many.
The fruit of the vine
I shall not taste again
Until I taste it new
In the Kingdom of God"?
Who made the wine?

Was it a woman who tended the vine,
Pressed the grapes, and made the wine;
Who planted the field, threshed the wheat,
And baked the bread for others to eat?

And afterwards, did a woman come
To clear the cup; to mop,
Perhaps, a single careless drop
Of wine, of God's blood shed;
To gather every scattered crumb
Of broken body, broken bread?

Did a woman, coming to clean the room,
Find grace in the fragments left behind,
As women, later, would come to find
An angel and an empty tomb?

Source: Daughters of Sarah (Mar-Apr 1988)

Monday, March 25, 2013

easter is my favorite!

ok...soooooo it's HOLY WEEK!

found this gem that i made 3 years ago...learn about the Pabasa ng Pasyon...one of my most favorite Filipino traditions. :) enjoy!


 
my easter chronicles:

three years ago, i spent easter with my closest friends in boston - a couple of them were volunteering, some were getting their masters in teaching, and i met an awesome girl who i would eventually meet up with in the philippines when i was living there. 'cause well, she was coordinating a volunteer program for her organization too! so good. AND we all played bowl of nouns without end. :) i heart my social-justice minded, faithful, fun, supportive, loving friends! social workers, teachers, campus ministers, good people. seriously.

two years ago, i spent easter on an 8-day silent retreat in baguio, and got super ill during the holy triduum days (thursday, friday, and saturday)..like, super ill. like, i remember thinking, "Lord, seriously? I'm trying to be all prayerful here during this superrrr 'holy' time, and I'm lying in bed, SICK and nauseous?" i remember during that time, we were in prayer, and then it was snack time, and i'm like, dang. all i really want is a banana (i needed potassium, clearly!) and they did not have many bananas readily available for the first five days, and whadda ya know...that day for snack, we had bananas! talk about GRACE FROM GOD!

i then remember ditching the silent retreat in a taxi...yup, totally did it (super rebel, i know), went to town, bought pedialyte and had the kitchen staff store it for me in the refrigerator. AND i ate all of the biscuits and crackers they had available (it was all i could eat. boo.) the staff was so nice - i think they caught on that i was deathly ill (pretty much) and they kept giving me crackers. as much as i wanted to keep it on the down-low, i think i gave myself away when i started to crouch down during the stations of the cross. my stomach was hurting, and my priest was like, "crystal. stop fasting - go eat something!" i was like, i was definitely not fasting. my stomach was just hurting! haha, i think that was the problem. something did not sit right with my stomach. :(

sure enough...after taking medicine instructions that i received from my doctor via text message (what up PI), i started to feel better...when? Easter Vigil Mass! YAY! Hallelujah is right!

and last year, i spent easter on a five-day silent retreat in cavite - i decided to be all nature-like and rough-it a little bit...met one of the most amazing priests ever - pretty much, my male missionary twin, even though he's in his 80's...he reminded me of mr. miyagi...it was a silent retreat in a large communal room with like thirty other occupants? yup. totally. it was great! pretty sure the last night after easter vigil mass, i kept up the entire room cause i just kept laughing and telling stories. SO fun! because it was a silent retreat until the last evening, they were all trippin' out because they heard me speaking and realized i was a fil-am from california. haha, it was funny.

and this year...i'll be in DC with my cousin, andrew. he's our favorite librarian. hope there's cherry blossoms!

yay easter!



Wednesday, March 20, 2013

are you ready?

Woke up with the sun shining and my mind and body ready to take on this day! Decided to gather a little inspiration and prayer for the road, and this is what was placed in front of me:

 Everyone can contribute much that is good, and in that way trust is achieved. The common good will not be attained by excluding people. We can't enrich the common good of our country by driving out those we don't care for. We have to try to bring out all that is good in each person and try to develop an atmosphere of trust, not with physical force, but with a moral force that draws ot the good that is in everyone, especially in concerned young people.

Thus with all contributing all can build the beautiful structure of the common good, the good that we construct together, and that creates conditions of kindness, of trust, of freedom, of peace.
      
- Oscar Romero, from The Violence of Love
you hear that? we all have a role in contributing to the "beautiful structure of the common good." Archbishop Oscar Romero spent his days working on behalf of the poor and speaking out against poverty and social injustices. He was assassinated while celebrating mass (coincidentally his death anniversary is coming up on March 24) at a small chapel in El Salvador.
Two weeks before his assassination, Archbishop Oscar Romero said the following, “I have often been threatened with death,”... “If they kill me, I shall arise in the Salvadoran people. If the threats come to be fulfilled, from this moment I offer my blood to God for the redemption and resurrection of El Salvador. Let my blood be a seed of freedom and the sign that hope will soon be reality.”
I truly believe there is all good, beautiful work that we can do with this life that we have been given - but it's up to each one of us to find out what that is, and how that looks like. How exciting! How can we ever be bored? There is so much work to be done!
Are you ready?
 

Tuesday, March 12, 2013

it's good to be here.

i can't remember the last time i had to write a paper more than two pages double spaced.


my assignment for my "Human Integration for the Religious Life" class is to write a 5-6 page double-spaced paper on how/what I have resonated with, with regards to the class material over the course of the semester. We read articles on Religious Life in the 21st Century, read some Buechner articles, discussed conversion and its challenges, self-appropriation, transcendence, and the list goes on...

my problem is not so much that i don't know what to write about... cause wow - there's A LOT to write about with regards to how i feel i have grown into "getting to know" myself again, after years of traveling and living abroad...but, the difficulty is moreso, how do i synthesize it all together, as i am still trying to make sense of it all?

i think that's what this paper is allowing me to do...to process things, AS i write them out, and to begin naming those experiences - the ones that gave me joy, and the ones that were painful and not joyful. AND the ones that made me laugh, and the ones that still remain so vivid in my mind and heart.

sure enough, i started writing just from one snippet of one moment, and it nearly took up a page. couple things - i most certainly will write a book in my lifetime (this 5-6 pager will probably be 5% of the prologue), and two, i am beginning to see how all of my experiences have truly been road signs to the next step. and so, the journey continues, and i am to remember, that nothing is wasted.

believe it.

here's a song for you: nothing is wasted by jason gray

Sunday, March 10, 2013

it will come.

the word: call.

what am i doing? what am i all about?


this time of the year certainly seems to be the time when seniors in college are starting to freak out about "what's next?" after their cozy time in college, and it seems that it's in this time, others are looking into new jobs, new careers, new directions in life...perhaps it's because i'm working in higher education right now, that the year pretty much "ends" when the school year comes to a close in mid-may. and so, it's that time...

transition maybe?

the questions start coming out (or start to express themselves, rather!) -

what am i all about? what am i doing? what am i going to do with my major? do i like where i'm living? should i move?

wouldn't it be so much easier if the answers could just be given to us so obviously? easier - yes. but fun and free? hardly. i suppose that's where the excitement lies!

i remember when i was living in the philippines mid-way through my mission year, that i started seeing all over facebook: college acceptance posts, pictures of my friends' tummies who were expecting in june, summer weddings, and enthusiasm for what is to come. i had to remind myself, crystal, be confident in your call - keep seeking, keep going - you are right where you need to be. all will reveal itself in time.

in.time.

well, again, it is in this time, that i am reminded of the importance of checking in with myself and joyfully seeking that inner peace that lies inside....

pretty sure we will find in the various ends that we meet in our lives, that the answer has been inside us all along..it just takes time, that's all.

hope you get a chance on this beautiful sunday to ask yourself these same questions as well! :)

thanks henri nouwen for your inspiration once again:

So many terrible things happen every day that we start wondering whether the few things we do ourselves make any sense.  When people are starving only a few thousand miles away, when wars are raging close to our borders, when countless people in our own cities have no homes to live in, our own activities look futile. Such considerations, however, can paralyse us and depress us.

Here the word call becomes important.  We are not called to save the world, solve all problems, and help all people.  But we each have our own unique call, in our families, in our work, in our world.  We have to keep asking God to help us see clearly what our call is and to give us the strength to live out that call with trust.  Then we will discover that our faithfulness to a small task is the most healing response to the illnesses of our time.