Last Friday we were in Assisi (the cleanest city in Italy) and these are two photos of Frs. Soane and Anaua who are from the western Pacific. Both are great guys.
The 28th General Chapter of the Society of Mary (Marists) concluded this morning with the final gavel being brought down at 9:25 am. The Very Reverend Jan Hulshof, S.M., president of the Chapter concluded with a prayer known to most Marists from their profession formula, " Strengthen, O Lord, the work which you have begun. Mary, loving Mother, we are yours: through your powerful intercession keep us safe unto life everlasting. Amen."
Afterwards, Fr. Hannan presided over the closing Eucharistic liturgy. Concelebrating with him were his new assistants generals. The gospel preached was from Matthew about Peter walking on water. Father exhorted Marists to put their faith in Christ. And not to take their eyes off of him. For when they do, this is when they slip from what they are called to be.
This evening a banquet will be held in honor of the Chapter delgates and tomorrow we are off for home. Bon Voyage and Arrivederci Roma!
The members of the 28th General Chapter of the Society of Mary (Marists)
held in Rome during September 2009 at the Salesanium.
At the end of the chapter, the outgoing superior general, Fr. Jan Hulshof and the incoming general, Fr. John Hannan presented capitulants with a provisional copy of the final documents of the Chapter.
Above from left to right: Fr. Larry Sabud, district superior of the Philippines and Fr. Hulshof, middle: me receiving a copy from Fr. Hulshof , and to the right Fr. Romain Trepanier of Canada waits while Fr. Hubert Bonnet-Eymard of the province of Europe receives a copy from Fr. Hannan.
At left: Fr. John Hannan presiding over the closing Eucharistic liturgy and to the right: Fr. Jan Hulshof in a moment of contemplation.
After electing four councilors to assist the Superior General yesterday, we headed off this morning for a visit with --- yes--- you guessed--- the guy who wears white. That's him-- Pope Benedict XVI. He acknowledged our presence twice once in English and again in his remarks made in Italian. We were rather restrained in comparison with other groups.
But let's start in St. Peter's Square before the audience where Frs. Ad Blommerde and Larry Sabud and me had a small encounter of a very close kind. We arrived by bus and were dropped off not far from the gates of Vatican City. Fr. Craig Larkin, our outgoing Vicar General tried in vain to secure an easy entrance for us. To no avail and then we were thrown in with throngs trying to get into the Pope Paul VI Audience Hall. The next ten minutes were a most interesting if not bizarre experience of being carried along by a tsunami of people. It is a good thing we can laugh at the experience. It probably made the day more memorable.
At the entrance to the hall we were whisked away by a Swiss Guard (got to like those guys--they're great) and then passed off to a papal host who helped us snake our way along a corridor filled with an undulating wave of tourist who were looking for seats even if they weren't theirs. When we arrived at our destination, we were about twenty seats short. After being stalled in a door way, a guard pushed us to the back of the hall. Half way down there was space along a wall and Fr. Marcello and myself stayed there. The guard sealed us so we could not walk up the aisle. But Fr. Lote was signaling that there was one chair left in the section for us in the front. Fr. Marcello said I should try to get the seat. Moving my little fat body with all do haste I managed to get back to the section through an outer door. My next challenge to get to the middle of the aisle where our group was. The obstacle was fourteen couple who were newly married and dressed in wedding gowns and tuxes. Repeating that I was sorry but I needed to get down the aisle, I finally reached the last empty seat. (Exhausted and perspiring I wondered how could it be that a third of our group was in the back and we were promised 60 chairs and only got thirty--- but then again this is Italy and the Vatican and the Vatican can be a little like certain airlines that overbook. So as I’m waiting for you know who to appear listening to the Italian band playing songs from John Philip Sousa, I began to imagine if they had ushers showing people to their seats and had seat numbers this whole thing could be avoided, But then I realized this was the Vatican and they aren’t real good with details on this level.)
(photo from Marist General Chapter Secretariat)
Well out came the big guy. In actuality he isn’t very tall at all. The crowd rose to their feet and gave him a warm welcome. The small catechesis was interesting and then on to the announcements of those present. The Pope mentioned us twice once in English and then in Italian. (A translation from the Italian remarks: “I greet the participants in the General Chapter of the Society of Mary - Marist Fathers - and I assure them of my prayer that, faithful to their original charism, they can commit themselves with a renewed impetus to the work of evangelization”.) The Pope gave the crowd his apostolic blessing for our families and friends and confreres, especially the children, the elderly and those who are in sickness or distress.
After the formal part of the audience we waited for Fr. Hannan, our new superior general, to go and greet the Pope. About twelve of us stood there waiting watching him climbing the stairs as other people from a variety of places were introduced and then at the last minute some Monsignor and papal gentleman on the stage blocked our view.
Fr. John Hannan after greeting the Pope
photo courtesy of the Marist Secretariat
When we got on the bus Fr. Ray Chapman from our Secretariat looked like the Cheshire Cat. He and a couple of others made their way back to the front and found seats in the first row that were empty and took them. So he got a couple of really good shots of the pope.
Then a short walk down the viale reconiliaztione and back to the Salesanium for lunch. A satisfying experience.
Friday, September 11,2009
We have a new superior general elect. He is the Very Rev. John Hannan, s.m. who is the provincial superior of the European Province of the Society of Mary (Marists). Fr. Hannan is originally from Ireland. He was elected on the third ballot at around 12:25 (Rome time) yesterday. He will assume office in December.
Fr. John Hannan(left) the newly elected superior general of the Marist Fathers is greeted after his election by the Fr. Jan Hulshof, s.m., the current superior general.
Chapter delegates coming forward to congratulate Fr. Hannan on the occasion of his election. This is a historic moment in the life of Marists from Ireland. Fr. John is the first irish born Marist to be elected superior general. He is the the 13th superior general. The first was the Venerable Jean-Claude Colin, s.m., founder of The Marist Fathersand Brothers. He was elected on September 24, 1836 hours before the first twenty Marist Fathers took their vows in Belley, France.
The photograph of Fr. Colin to the right was taken when he was an elderly man in retirement. He served as superior general from 1836 until 1854. The next three superior generals (Frs. Favre, Martin, Raffin) would serve in the office until their deaths. The next general, Fr. Rieu resigned his office in 1947 and was replacd by the first of two American generals, Fr. Alcime Cyr, s.m. of Boston. Fr. Joseph Buckley, s.m. of washington D.C. succeeded Fr. Cyr. There have been five superior generals since Vatican II each serving a term of of eight years. These are: Fr. Roger Dumortier, s.m., Fr. Bernard Ryan, s.m., Fr. John Jago, s.m., Fr. Joaquin Fernandez, s.m., and Fr. Jan Hulshof, s.m.
A couple of delegates at supper this evening recalled memories of 9/11. The spoke of watching the footage on television and how it affected the chapter of 2001.
This afternoon the delegates had a session with a group of European lay Marists. A most interesting time.
Tomorrow is the feast of the Holy Name of Mary, the titular feast of the Society of Mary. It is an important day for Marists. We believe that Mary, the mother of Jesus gave us her name and has made us her family to go from place to place announcing the good news using her manner of being "hidden and unknown" or not drawing attention to ourselves but to Christ. I begin the day with morning prayer, a quick breakfast, then some committee work for our topic group. Then, we are all off to the Marist Brothers generalate in Rome where we will celebrate with their General chapter as well as delegations from the Marist laity, the Marist Sisters and the Marist Missionary Sisters.
On Friday morning I awoke to find no fewer than ten mosquito bites on my arms and legs. This place is crawling with mosquitoes. They are everywhere and all you need is one small space that is open --- and in comes a batch.
I’ve had my windows closed since Friday in my room with the air conditioning on low and sure enough yesterday morning I found two new bites on my legs when I awoke and six had up residence in the bathroom. Well, this was a challenge. So out came the hand towel and before long I was snapping at those little suckers. Just when I thought I had them all, one little sucker was trying to escape. I literally jumped about a foot and knocked him into the wall with my hand. He was filled with blood (probably mine).
Now just where are these creatures coming from?
Last evening we began the Chapter with the Mass of the Holy Spirit. All of us gathered in the chapel accompanied by the sisters from the General House, the auxiliary staff, and translators. We begged God to guide us in our endeavor.
Our Father General, Jan Hulshof, was the principal celebrant and called us seek out the signs of the Spirit from all in the assembly. At one point he lit a small lamp which as I have noticed is lit whenever we are together in Chapter.
My thoughts and prayers were very much with my brother Dan and his family as they held vigil for my sister-in-law who will be buried today.
This morning after breakfast we gathered with our little valises (filled with papers) in hand and gathered in the atrium waiting to be called into the Chapter. We presented ourselves when our names were called and were greeted by Fr. Jan personally and then made our way one by one into the Chapter Hall. After prayer and listening to a selection from the Constitutions on the role and function of the General Chapter, we took our seats and listened to Fr. Jan’s official welcome and instruction.
Then some serious work.
Saturday, 29 August 2009—GETTING TO KNOW YOU II
Last evening, we were told that we would be going into Rome today and we would be signing up for a tour that would be given by one of us who is rather experienced in knowing the Roman environs. I chose to sign up for the tour that would take us to the Field of Mars (in Latin, Campus Martius---yes, like the one named after it in downtown Detroit).
In ancient Rome it had been a wheat field owned by the last king of Rome. At the time of the revolution from which came the Roman Republic it was burned. After the republic was established it became a publically annexed field about two kilometers square. It later was incorporated into the city. The roman army often had maneuvers there.
Our tour began when we let off the bus in the Piazza Venetia. Looking straight ahead we saw the large white memorial to Victor Emmanuel I (sometimes referred to as the wedding cake). Diagonally across the street is the Palatio del San Marco with its famous balcony where El Duce (Mussolini) would give his rants.
We walked from there to the Church of the Gesu which is the “mother church” of the Jesuit s. It was built by St. Ignatius in the style of the counter reformation and it is considered to be the first truly Baroque church in the world and has been the style used by successive generations of Jesuits in building their churches.
The Church contains the tomb of St. Ignatius at an altar on the left hand side just short of the main altar. Above the altar is a baroque picture of Ignatius having a vision of Christ. Every day at 5:30p, there is blare of trumpets and the painting is lowered uncovering a larger than life silver plated baroque statue of St. Ignazio ascending to the glory of heaven. (Them Italian people know how to do things like this.)
Pedro Arupe the famous late twentieth century superior general of the Jesuits is buried in a chapel across from Jan Roothaan an equally famous 19th century Jesuit general.
From there we made our way to the church of St. Ignatius at the site of the former Roman College, a free school dedicated to teaching the humanities and mathematics in a Christian atmosphere to young gentleman. The school was organized by St. Ignatius. In 1622 a former student of the school, Pope Gregory XV had a church built on the back of the building to honor St. Ignatius. The church remains and the school was moved and became the Universita Pontifica Gregoriana. The building housing the Roman College was confiscated during the Italian revolution and today is a public high school.
The church is again a baroque building. In the center where the dome would be located is a painting of a dome. It is in need of some restoring but when you stand in the a certain spot in the middle aisle it you see a perfect perspective of a dome.
From St. Ignatius we went to the Pantheon which in pre-Christian Rome was built a temple to all the gods of Rome (hence Panteon) by Marcus Agrippa after 31 bc. The structure is now a Christian church dedicated to St. Mary of the Martyrs. From its pre-Christian days it is known for its grand dome a feat of engineering that still is not totally understood today.In the center of the dome is an oculus or opening which allows light into the building and at the same time also has clock like characteristics. The painter Raphael is buried there not far from the young lady he loved and was to marry but who died before him.
Then a small packed lunch under the burning heat of Rome followed by a small walk to what was described as the best gelato in Rome. I had a small cup of vanilla. (It was more like soup by the time I finished half of it.) Next, the piazza Navona and the famous fountain of four rivers by Bernini , the largest of three fountains in the piazza. (Some will know it from the movie Angels and Demons.)We then went on to the Campo di Fiori (Field of Flowers) which originally was a flower market in Rome and now is a farmer’s market. In this square is a very large bronze statue of Giordano Bruno, who was burnt as a heretic in the mid sixteenth century. The statue was erected by the Italian government afterthe revolution in the nineteenth century and has become a place where dissidents are welcome to come and shout their views (much like the Speaker’s Corner in London).
Having endured the blazing sun of a hot Roman day we repaired to a quiet small tavern not far away of an English flavor. I had a lemone water mit gaz (a bitter lemon drink-non alcoholic) and enjoyed a small cooling breeze away from the hot pavements of Rome. We then moved on to the Jewish Quarter taking in the sights but not being able to see much because it was sabbat. From there it is a short stroll across to the island on the Tiber River (talk about one smelly and dirty river) and then off to the Fontana di Trevi or the Trevi Fountain (made famous in the movie Roman Holiday). I didn’t have a coin to throw in the fountain and if I did I would not have been able to get close enough to do it because of the throngs of peple. Young people were climbing into the fountain and being called back by the local cabineri. We did meet up with another group of Marists who were taking a gelato break.After trading stories my group decided to head to an Irish taverncalled Trinity College Pub along the Corso where I had a second lemone aqua mit gaz. By then we were all very tired and sat until it was time to get back to the Piazza Venetia to catch our bus.
On the way home, we passed my favorite park in Rome the Dora-Pamphili. Years ago when I first visited Rome, I would often walk in this park. It is a beauty.
A good bonding session.
FRIDAY, AUGUST 28 2009 (II)--- GETTING TO KNOW YOU-1
We began our preparatory sessions for Chapter today with a series of exercises to help the capitulants to get to know one another.
A note or two about what we are doing here:
Every religious order or congregation that I know of has a General Chapter. It is a periodic meeting of the whole group (often through elected representation) to evaluate their life and prepare for the future.
The idea comes from the time when the monastic form of life was the main form of consecrated life. Each monastery would gather once a day with the abbot in chapter to read from their rule of life, listen to counsel from the abbot and to decide on practical matters regarding their life together. Eventually, certain specific times were set aside for a period of overall evaluation on their rule and its discipline—these eventually became termed "general chapters". And as monasteries developed daughter houses, these too would all gather through elected representation into "general chapters".
When religious institutes who were active such as Marists appeared on the scene, they used this concept for periodic meetings to evaluate their rule of life and its policies for a certain period of time. On a local level we meet ocasionally in community meetings and as regions of districts but out rule of life presrcibes that once every so often we meet according to geographic divisions called provinces in provincial chapter and worldwide in general chapter.
The Marists meet in general chapter every eight years although if a special need arises they can have one more frequently.
In the Marist constitutions it says:
The General Chapter represents the entire Society gathered to evaluate its fidelity to its spirit and mission, to resolve important questions concerning the Society as a whole, to decide on directions to be followed for the future, and to elect the superior general and his council. It has a special duty to safeguard the common heritage and to foster growth and development. (SM Const. 1987-163.)
There are about 40 Marists gathered here to work on the above tasks. We come from all parts of the globe--- Africa, Asia, Europe, North and South America, and Oceania.It became obvious very quickly on that we are brothers and these first days are meant to help us build solidarity and unity in our purpose.
I received word through my sister Deb this afternoon that my sister-in-law Tracy M. (Janetski) Strasz died early this morning after a long battle with cancer. She was 44 years old and married to my brother Dan. They have two children, William who is a junior in high school and Sarah who is a freshman.
God has blessed our family with good in-laws and Tracy was one of them. She was the high school and college sweetheart of my brother. They married in 1987. She fit right in with our family and we loved her very much. Her long battle with cancer has been an example of courage for us. I will miss her.
Tracy was also a very loving and caring nurse for 20 years. She brought the gift of her faith through her nursing to her patients and in that way would give them a sense of the love of Christ.
While I am not able to be with my family at this time, my prayers goes to them.
Loving God,
You made for us for yourself
and our hearts are restless until they rest in you.
Hear this small prayer for Tracy whom you have called from this life.
Grant her rest in your loving arms and take her to your eternal home.
Remember those she leaves behind
her husband, Dan and their children, Bill and Sarah
her parents, Tim and Roz and her brothers, Jon and Eric
give them the grace and the consolation they need in this time
and, by the power of your Holy Spirit shepherd their way through this valley of grief.
Be present to them and all who love and mourn her.
Bring us all one day to the kingdom of your son, Jesus Christ,
in whose name we make our prayer. Amen.
Eternal rest, give unto her, O Lord, and let perpetual light shine upon her. Amen.
May her soul and those of all the faithful departed rest in peace. Amen.
After spending a quiet Wednesday in Frankfurt catching up on any number of things I had to do, I left very early on Thursday morning from Frankfurt to Rome via Berlin. The airport was a short walk from the hotel so it was very easy.
Arriving with plenty of time, I sought out a place to buy a cup of coffee.Evidentially they do not have decaf in Germany. I thought maybe I would try another venue and they didn’t have it either. So, I had a café Americano (some say a weak coffee brew) which I found rather strong.
Satisfied for the moment and slightly wired on caffeine I proceeded to the gate. Wait! Police tape is cutting off all traffic through security.Had there been an incident?The number of police were few and no one at all was allowed in the security area. But thank God, they hadn’t had breakfast and the security area would not be open to the public until 7:00am.
A short plane ride to Berlin and then switching flights to Rome.
Rome was hot when I arrived. The temperature was about 35° Celsius (roughly 95° F and very humid) . Once off the plane it was on to baggage. Now, the flight arrived at 1:00 p.m. and this is usually the beginning of pranzo and siesta in Rome. Everything closes down from 1-4 p.m.After waiting at the baggage carousel for near to forty minutes before any action was taking place, one had to assume that maybe people were on a pranzo break. Would I get my luggage? A good question. By now people were getting a bit heated and not from the external temperature. And the numbers of people at the carousel began to grow as they added more flights. At one point ten flights were waiting for baggage. Pieces flowed two or three at a time. My bags arrived after fifty minutes and I was later told that was very fortunate.
In the waiting room outside of the baggage carousel—Marists. Thank you Jesus! What a great feeling after being on my own for a small while to see the brethren again. It felt a little like home. Fr. Paul Frechette, an American who is an Assistant General welcomed me and we waited for several more Marists to arrive before Bro. Visesio from the Generalate drove us to the Salesianum. (Fr. Paul did yoaman's work that day. He spent 11 hours at the airport and joked later that he felt like the character from the Tom Hanks movie who had to live in the airport. Thank you Paul for your generous service.)
The Salesianum is owned by the Society of Don Bosco (SDB) more commonly called the Salesians. One part of this rather huge property is their general house. The complex itself was built back in the 1970’s for one reason or another. In the 1990’s as Rome prepared for the Great Jubilee of 2000, it needed space for pilgrims to live. More than half of this building was converted into a hotel and religious conference center in part with the help of grants from the city of Rome and the Italian government.This make over provides income for the Society of Don Bosco and a way to care for their property. This will be my home and the place of our Chapter for the next month.