Thursday, August 2, 2012

Italia

Greetings!
Well this is my first post as part of this highly esteemed blog, I can't believe that I am finally here in Italy. I made it to Rome a couple weeks ago and was there for Early Orientation.  It was a wonderful experience moving into the Eternal City. Now I am closing in on finishing my second week in Assisi studying Italian. The challenge is certainly daunting but I am very blessed to be surrounded by wonderful people. During the first mass we celebrated as a community upon arrival in Rome the celebrant stated in his homily that what unites us is our Catholic faith. Many of us didn't know each other before meeting at the airport but now we are having all of our meals, prayers, and classes together. We have been able to bond through the faith we share and I am constantly being reminded of God's blessings as I begin this new stage in my formation.



After our first week of Italian in Assisi myself and some of the guys here took a day trip to Spoleto which, if I recall correctly is south and slightly east of Assisi. It was a short hour or so of travelling by train. These pictures show the Bridge of Towers and the Cathedral, Our Lady of the Assumption(more or less, in Italian its Santa Maria Assunta). One of the neat things about Assisi is being able to get a cheap train ticket and take a day trip to one of the many surrounding towns. They all have beautiful churches that are always open for people to walk in and pray. I find this to be a beautiful testament to the universality of the Church. Certainly the churches are open because of the many tourists constantly visiting, but it also seems to be a reminder to take little moments out of your day to pray. This can often be difficult in the busy schedules that we maintain, but being able to continually offer small prayer to God remind us to keep his presence always.
I am grateful for my safe arrival in Italy and what has been a smooth transition to a new life. I look forward to contributing to this blog as I continue my formation in Rome. Please know of my prayers for all of you back home or where ever you might be. Of course, please remember to keep my fellow seminarians and me in your prayers as we approach another year of formation.

Sunday, July 22, 2012

Gratitude

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This week, Dan arrived in Rome for early orientation. There are now three Phoenix seminarians studying at the North American College in Rome.


I and 16 other guys from my year in seminary spent the last week with Dan and 49 other seminarians showing them around Rome and making them feel welcome to their new seminary. This week -- that we call "Early Orientation" -- we showed the New Men around to different major sites in Rome and introduced them to life at the NAC. Seeing this new set of seminarians going through the same surreal transition that I went through a year ago reminded me of what it felt like when I first arrived. There was a lot of excitement for the new experiences to come. There was some nervousness about being immersed in a new culture and having to learn a new language.


Another familiar face came along with Dan: my good friend Michael from the Archdiocese of Santa Fe in New Mexico. We entered seminary the same year and studied together at the Josephinum for three years. It was a lot of fun to be reunited to two old friends. And so the gratitude begins: I am very grateful to have them around again and I look forward spending my second year in Rome with them.

In telling the new men stories of my experiences and giving them a heads up on what to expect in the coming year, I had the chance to reflect on the whole year I just completed abroad. There are so many things to be thankful for and so many things that I feel appreciate all the more looking back on them. With a grateful heart for another year in formation for the priesthood, I look forward to what the Lord has in store for us next year.


I ask for your prayers as I head to Calcutta, India tomorrow. I am going in India for a total of 6 weeks with three other seminarians from the NAC. We will be serving with the Missionaries of Charity for 4 weeks in Calcutta, then doing a retreat in India and visiting some sites around the country (such as the church where St. Thomas the Apostle is buried and the sites where St. Francis Xavier visited as a missionary). I should have access to the internet, so I plan on giving an update while I am in India. Until then, know that the Diocese of Phoenix, Our Lady of Perpetual Help parish in Glendale, and many of you by name will be in my prayers at the tomb of Bl. Teresa of Calcutta. 




Bl. Teresa of Calcutta, pray for us!

Saturday, July 14, 2012

Don't Forget to Bring the Marshmallows


Well I am almost half way done with my time in Antigua already and, after the first week, it has flown. The natural beauty of the country is constantly astounding me and has been a powerful compliment to the beauty of the churches in Rome. In both places these amazing sights stand giving testament and praise to the strength and mind of God in which, through His love, He concieved all these amazing things.



 Moreover he placed within us the cpacity to understand these things; that is, we understand that they represent a mystery beyond what we can grasp, perpetually pointing beyond themselves. And yet it is not a mystery that provokes fear becuase of it overwhelming size compared to us, but it envokes joy for the infinite greatness and life that we can enter into.





 Recently, I took the oportunity to hike one of the nearby volcanos, and what an expirience. All I could think of during the hike was when I learned about volcanos in elementary school. I remeber thinking how cool they were, but the possiblity of every climbing one never even crossed my mind. Yet there I was drawing near to this monument of creation's mysteries. It seemed only right and just that when we got as high as we were allowed to go, to roast some marshmallows to mark the solemnity of the occasion.



This has really been what my time in seminary has been like. I had long heard of the great things God does and the gifts he gives to those faithful to him. Yet these thing seemed so far off, good things that God gives to others, of which I am just content to read. But the small descision to enter the seminary, to give God the chance to do with me what He wills, has opened to me so much more that I have every dreamed of. Almost without me even being aware of it he has taken me on a great adventure to show me these great mysteries He works in the world and in the hearts of men.

 From the amazing testimony of the Church in the U.S. to the great cityof Rome and the cities of the rest of Europe, and final to the amazing views of Guatemala, I have been climbing a volcano the heights of which I hadn't even imagined. And all along the way and foremost at its peaks is the heat and fire of God's love. 


Continuing the hike, I look ahead to the burst of flame of His grace that is the priesthood and the possiblity of so many things I haven't even thought of. The challenge is to remember to pop open the marshmallows every so often and celebrate the grandeur of the msytery.

Wednesday, July 4, 2012

Proprio Italiano

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While Kevin is in Guatemala studying Spanish, I find myself in a small Italian town called San Giovanni Rotondo: population around 27,000; not a soul speaks English.




I'm living with an wonderful Italian family [Pictured above... photo is from when Kevin and I and a mutual seminarian friend made a weekend trip in May]. Again, no one speaks English so the experience is strengthening my Italian a quick pace.




















San Giovanni Rotondo is the town where St. Pio of Pietrelcina (Padre Pio) lived, died, and was buried. One can visit the old church were he celebrated Mass, a bigger church he commissioned (above-right), the hospital he founded (above-left), and a huge new basilica where he is buried. There is a great devotion to Padre Pio among the people. Many of the more elderly folks have vivid memories of Padre Pio's life and have many stories to share.






















The town still has a friendly small town feel -- despite the daily influx of pilgrms -- since the basilica is located up the mountain, far enough away from the center of town. Every night during the summertime, nearly the whole town goes out for a stroll up and down the small historic road in the center of town. Young families with babies, elderly folks, teenagers, young adults... it's what everybody does to enjoy each others company and the cooler evening temperature.




All the food is fresh and local. The buffalo make the best mozzarella cheese I've ever had. The countryside is gorgeous. The people a very generous and hospitable. All this is icing on the cake, however. The experience of learning amount a completely different way of life from what I've always known back in Phoenix is truly priceless. It definitely not easy. It demands a lot of patience and humility. Two virtues I can never have enough of.


Tuesday, June 26, 2012

Ahora en espanol

In a whirlwind of a week, I have made the journey from Rome, through Phoenix, and have finally arrived in Antigua, Guatemala.


It was a bit of a push to finish all my finals, but (mostly) they went really well and I am happy to be done with them.  It was a strange feeling leaving Italy and boarding the plane for the U.S..  Leaving such an amazing city, it is strange to be excited, but there is nothing like going home, especially after almost a year.  I had about four great days to spend with my family and take a breath in my own cutlure, before beginning the next phase of my journey.



IMG_4254.JPGI arrived late last Sunday night in Guatemala City and after about an hour car ride arrived at my home for the next nine weeks.  It took some time during the first week to get oriented and know where everything is and how to do the basics; but now at the beginning of the second week, I feel much more comfortable and at ease.


As I try to take it all in, it is amazing all the places God has brought me.  There is little I can do but be docile and be formed by the people and places that he has graced me to experience.

The time is totally dedicated to studying Spanish.  I don't have to say how important it is in Phoenix for priests to know Spanish and be able to minister to the large Spanish speaking population in our diocese.  This, of course, gives me a lot of motivation to learn Spanish; but on the flip side, learning Spanish gets me very excited for the priesthood because it is so practical.  Every day I get a piece of what I will need and will use in parishes in Phoenix,  in the not too distant future.


The city and the surrounding area is absolutely beautiful. I'll share more as the summer goes on.  What more can I really say of God's goodness to me?  I only ask that you please pray for my success.

Saturday, June 2, 2012

When the Blogs Go Silent


Well, about a month after most back in the States finished up classes, Fernando and I are finally coming to the end of the semester, and our first year in Rome.  The year has been great; it was full of joy and challenges, both of which motivate and strengthen us to take and the summer and next year. 


Writing on this blog, in its own way, was a important experience.  We got to see first hand how the power of the internet can be used to share our experiences and, hopeful, build up the Christina community.  In this world were the New Evangelization should be on everybody’s mind, the opportunity to witness personally to the joy and blessing of life in Christ is all the more important. 










Yet as we get closer and closer to almost a year of blogging, I want to point to something, perhaps counter-intuitive which the pope said recently.  In his annual address for the World Day of Communications, Benedict drew attention to the importance, in this world of radio, TV, and Youtube, of silence.  Here is what he said:
Silence is an integral element of communication; in its absence, words rich in content cannot exist. In silence, we are better able to listen to and understand ourselves; ideas come to birth and acquire depth; we understand with greater clarity what it is we want to say and what we expect from others; and we choose how to express ourselves. By remaining silent we allow the other person to speak, to express him or herself; and we avoid being tied simply to our own words and ideas without them being adequately tested. In this way, space is created for mutual listening, and deeper human relationships become possible. It is often in silence, for example, that we observe the most authentic communication taking place between people who are in love: gestures, facial expressions and body language are signs by which they reveal themselves to each other. Joy, anxiety, and suffering can all be communicated in silence – indeed it provides them with a particularly powerful mode of expression. Silence, then, gives rise to even more active communication, requiring sensitivity and a capacity to listen that often makes manifest the true measure and nature of the relationships involved. When messages and information are plentiful, silence becomes essential if we are to distinguish what is important from what is insignificant or secondary…Read more.
This is a humbling message for Fernando and I, reminding us that it is not so much the words that we say but the message that we communication;  it is not that you hear my words, but the Word, who has come from the Father.  And silence is an essential part of that.

So as we head of to our summer works, myself to Guatemala to learn Spanish and Fernando to India to work with the poor, we hope to keep you up to date and continue to share the experiences the Lord gives us.  But we want to encourage you to reflect on the role silence plays in your life.  When all the blogs go silent and the internet is shut down, can you participate in the depth of communication that happens then?
 
Please pray for us as we take our exams.  Since this post did lend itself to pictures, enjoy some random one that (I hope) I haven’t put up this year.

p.s. Here’s a song by Switchfoot that hits on the similar theme.

Wednesday, May 16, 2012

We Met the Pope!

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Bishop Thomas J. Olmsted introduces Kevin and I to Pope Benedict XVI




Every 5 years (or so), bishops from the world are called to Rome to make there visit ad limina apostolorum to meet with Vatican officials and the pope to discuss the needs of there diocese and to get updated on what is happening in the Church on the international level as well as learn about and see firsthand what the Vatican is working on.










When a bishop has his meeting with the pope, he is permitted to bring with him one priest or seminarian with him to meet the pope. Since we have two bishops, both Kevin and I had the tremendous privilege to kiss the pope's ring, greet him, and receive a rosary from His Holiness.


I couldn't bring myself to say anything other than "Thank you" after a moment of awkward silence.


What impressed me the most was seeing how the pope is at heart a very simple (pretty short, too) German priest who, though 85 years old, continues to keep a very busy schedule (he had a meeting with ambassadors from third-world countries right before his meeting with the bishops).


The whole experience was very surreal... I met one of my greatest heroes of all time. But he's not just some famous guy. He's the leader of the Church that I hope to spend my whole life in service of; he's the living successor of St. Peter the Apostle; and he's my spiritual father and teacher.

Viva il Papa!!!