Name: Father Christopher J. Rossman
A Catholic priest of the Archdiocese of Kansas City in KS currently assigned as the Associate Pastor of Prince of Peace parish in Olathe, KS.
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Tomorrow I travel to Cape Girardeau for the ordination of my last Kenrick classmate, William Hennecke. This will be a sort of reunion day for my class since the 3 St. Louis priests and Fr. Augustine of the Society of Mary Mother of Peace - all the others in our class - will be there.
This will be my first ordination as a priest. It will be very cool because, as a priest, I will get to lay hands on William and offer him the fraternal sign of peace. His ordination will complete the 2007 Kenrick-Glennon Seminary graduating class ordinations.
I'll also have the opportunity to see many of the friends both from Kenrick and from the Cathedral, which I am staying at on Friday evening. It will be nice to see some of the guys and to give them encouragement that, YES, there is an end to their sufferings and that to prize at the end of the race is greater than the pains and struggles of the race itself.
I will blog about the experience of William's ordination when I return on Saturday. Since I am going to be traveling, I will probably not post a blog entry tomorrow (unless I get creative and try to post one again via my cell phone). Until next time...God bless.
I think that the word 'surreal' very accurately describes the past few days. Webster's Dictionary describes the word 'surreal' as "having a dreamlike quality" which seems to perfectly express the last few days for me.
I am still trying to grasp and process all that has happened this past weekend. While ordination to the priesthood has been my ultimate goal, it is something that almost seemed unreachable at times. Suddenly, it not only is reachable but it has actually happened. Fulfilling my vocation God has had planned for me since the beginning of time is beyond belief (another dictionary definition for the word 'surreal'). I am ecstatic about my ordination, but I am only beginning to understand the spiritual and eternal aspects of this whole experience. My mind keeps returning to my favorite phrase in Scriptures which I have quoted dozens of times: you are a priest forever according the order of Melchizedek.
The meaning of the word 'forever' is something we all have trouble understanding. Being finite creatures, it is hard to wrap our brains around a term that has no limitations...that has no beginning or end...that is endless. My foremost thought that keeps reoccurring in my mind is, "I am a priest everyday for the rest of my life." That is AWESOME!!! Until tomorrow...God bless.
I celebrated the Memorial Day Mass at Calvary Cemetery in Ottawa this morning. We were worried about rain, but it held off. The wind, however, did not hold off so the 15 to 20 mph winds made the celebration of Mass quite interesting.
I have assisted as deacon at a number of outdoor Masses, so I know that you have to watch so that things don't blow away. More importantly, you have to protect the Body and Blood of Christ from the elements. Being the celebrant, however, is a completely different experience. First, you must try to keep the Missal open to the right page, try to keep the altar cloth, corporal and purificators from blowing away and forget about trying to keep the candles lit. It is even more difficult to keep some sort of order and flow to the Mass. For example, I was giving a short homily and I tend to use my hands a lot when talking. While I was talking, the chasuble blew up over my head!!!
Overall, the Mass went quite well and I got to have the blessing of Deacon Ralph assisting me one last time before he left to return to St. Louis. Every day of priesthood (and there have only been 2 of them so far) is a new and wonderful experience. Until tomorrow...God bless.
I celebrated my first Mass this afternoon at Sacred Heart here in Ottawa. It was a such an awesome and humbling experience. We celebrated the feast of Pentecost but it was also a Mass of Thanksgiving. The church was full and there were 7 concelebrants as well as Deacon Ralph. Fr. Steven Beseau was the homilist and he had one of the most outstanding homilies I have ever had the pleasure of hearing. His central focus was on the Holy Spirit and the priesthood. It was indescribable.
Being the principle celebrant for the Mass was an absolutely awesome and humbling experience. The consecration itself was almost overwhelming it was such a powerful moment. The realization that what was simply bread and wine became the True Body and Blood of Christ by the power of the Holy Spirit and the words of consecration spoken by me...well words cannot describe that moment. Standing at that altar in the Person of Christ is something that leaves you in awe, wonder and humility. It is then that I realized (and I believe will realize every day) that I am not worthy of this...that no one is worthy of this...but that by the grace of God and the power of the Holy Spirit we serve Christ and bring Him to the people.
I cannot say anymore since I am at a loss of words for trying to describe the feelings, emotions and spirituality of today. Until tomorrow...God bless.
I greet you this evening as an ordained priest of the Roman Catholic Church! I am still in a sort of haze from the whirlwind of events this morning. I do want to thank every single one of you for your thoughts and prayers these past days, weeks and months. They have been greatly appreciated.
It was a beautiful and awesome ordination!!! We began at 10:30 AM with the procession into the Church. Both the Church of the Ascension and Archdiocesan choirs were present as well as a small orchestra. The opening, readings and Gospel were very well done. Deacon Ralph then called each of us forward and Msgr. Mullen attested to our readiness for ordination (I am not sure anyone can be ready or worthy of ordination...but through God's grace). Archbishop then gave a beautiful homily.
We returned to the foot of the sanctuary and made our promises to the Church (see entries on rite of priesthood to the left). Each of us then separately came forward and placed our hands in the hands of Archbishop Naumann promising obedience to him and his successors. We then laid prostrate on the floor for the litany of saints.
Each of us then knelt before the archbishop and he laid hands on us. All of the priests present then came and laid hands on us one by one. Archbishop then prayed the Prayer of Consecration. At the 'Amen' concluding that prayer, we were then ordained priests.
We were then vested in chasuble and stole and returned to the altar where Archbishop anointed our hands with sacred chrism. Our parents brought our chalices forward and we knelt before the archbishop with our hands around the chalice as he instructed us to celebrate the Mass for the people and to imitate Christ whose ministry we are fulfilling. Lastly, we received the sign of peace from Archbishop Naumann and the priest present.
We then concelebrated the Mass with Archbishop and the priests. After the final prayer following communion, we each bestowed a blessing upon Archbishop Naumann, Archbishop Keleher and Abbot Barnabas. Finally, we bestowed blessings on our parents.
It was an absolutely beautiful and most powerful experience I have ever and will ever have. I want my readers to know that you will all be in my prayers of thankgiving at my 1st Mass tomorrow afternoon. Please continue to pray for me that I may be a worthy and humble instrument of God's grace and love to His People.
A Priest Forever According the Order of Melchizedek,
Father Christopher J. Rossman
Archdiocese of Kansas City in KS
Wow!!! A moment in time that I thought would never get here arrived. We had the rehearsal for the ordination this evening at Ascension parish. Everything went well and we had an outstanding dinner after the practice.
I am staying at a motel in Ottawa. Many of my friends are with me here. With me is my friend Dan from Des Moines, Iowa who was a seminarian with me at Kenrick for 3 years. A friend from Conception Seminary, Chris, is here with us. Francis, who is another friend from Conception and now at Kenrick, is here. My friends Bob and Lani from Chicago are here. Bob was a seminarian with me at Conception as well. Finally, Deacon Ralph is here. I have mentioned Deacon Ralph before as he is the permanent deacon at Cathedral in St. Louis. He is the Deacon of the Word for the ordination tomorrow and also my deacon for the 1st Mass on Sunday.
I was reflecting on the Rite of Ordination to the Priesthood yesterday and in reading the prepared homily built into the rite I found a paragraph describing the responsibilities of the priest that really struck me. So, I close this evening with these words. I ask you to pray for me that tomorrow may be grace-filled and that by the power of the Holy Spirit I may fulfill these words:
When you baptize, you will bring men and women into the people of God. In the sacrament of penance, you will forgive sins in the name of Christ and the Church. With holy oil you will relieve and console the sick. You will celebrate the liturgy, and offer thanks and praise to God throughout the day, praying not only for the people of God but for the whole world. Remember that you are chosen from among God's people and appointed to act for them in relation to God. Do your part in the work Christ the Priest with genuine joy and love, and attend to the concerns of Christ before your own.
God is great...all the time. All the time...God is great. Please pray for me. Until tomorrow evening...God bless.
Deacon Chris Rossman
(the last time I will type that title)
The three of us being ordained - Rich, Greg and I - had dinner with Archbishop Naumann at his house this evening. It was a wonderful conclusion to the past couple of days. My retreat was very refreshing, restful and prayerful. If you are ever looking for a place to go on a retreat where you can experience peace, rest, quiet and prayer, I highly recommend Conception Abbey.
Our dinner with Archbishop Naumann was very enjoyable. We began with Adoration in his private chapel. We said a rosary together and then concluded with evening prayer and Benediction. Then we had a wonderful meal that included BBQ ribs, green beans, twice baked potatoes and lemon dessert. It was a very enjoyable and blessed experience this evening.
I am rather exhausted after the trip back from Conception and the running around KC today so that is all for me tonight. God is great...all the time. All the time...God is great. Until tomorrow...God bless.
Just an added note - Greg, Rich & I meet with Archbishop Naumann for dinner tomorrow evening. Pray for a blessed & fruitful experience. Until tomorrow...God bless.
This is going to be a very short entry as I am submitting it via my cell phone in NW Missouri. My retreat is very relaxing & is giving me the much needed grace of calmness & serenity I will need this weekend. I have a great sense of comfort & rightness about my ordination. God is great...all the time. All the time...God is great. Until tomorrow...God bless.
I am posting this blog entry in the morning because I am leaving later this morning for a 2-day private retreat at Conception Abbey in Conception, MO. As such, I will not have an entry tomorrow but will begin blogging again Wednesday. It is my hope (notice I say 'hope') to blog each day through my ordination including the day of my ordination and the day of my first Mass. Now, don't expect a mini-novel but I will certainly post a few lines of text with whatever thoughts I can actually organize in my head.
You know, I thought it was strange that I am not really nervous, overwhelmed or fearful. Then I realized that one isn't nervous, overwhelmed or fearful when their vocation is being fulfilled. God created me to serve His people as a priest of the Roman Catholic Church. My ordination fulfills the reason I was created. That doesn't mean that everything is peachy keen or that all of life from this point forward will be strawberries and cream (mmmmm....strawberries and cream) because our ultimate fulfillment of God's purpose for us isn't here on earth - its being one with Him in the Eternal Kingdom. But, it is very satisfying to feel so fulfilled and to realize the goal I've had since 4th grade and that God has had for me since the beginning of time.
Pray for me that this retreat will be fruitful and give me the final graces I need to be a faithful, humble and holy servant of God. God is great...all the time. All the time...God is great. Until Wednesday...God bless.
Ascension Sunday...that sounds weird. I also realized the connection in that our ordination next Saturday is at Ascension Parish in Overland Park.
As I was composing this entry this afternoon, I realized that it was 4:10 PM. Exactly one week from this time, I should be finishing my first Mass at Sacred Heart!!! I am so excited, just a tad nervous but mostly I am energized with the thoughts of what is to come.
I've been practicing the parts of the Mass the last few days and am very comfortable with my ability to celebrate Mass in a week. Being confident and comfortable in celebrating Mass in a holy and joyful way is COMPLETELY because of Fr. Tom Keller. Thank you Keller!!! He stepped in at Kenrick mid semester and in under 3 months was able to teach us how to celebrate Mass in a proper way, in a humble way and in a holy way that gives glory to God. Considering we had not had much priest practicum prior to this and Fr. Keller had the other sacraments to cover as well, he did an outstanding job.
I think my whole class owes a big thank you to Fr. Keller for his singular commitment to preparing us to be holy and faithful keepers of the sacraments. You will be central in my prayers of thanksgiving this coming Sunday.
God is great...all the time. All the time...God is great. Until tomorrow...God bless.
This is my last Saturday as a deacon. Next week at this time I will be an ordained priest of the Holy Catholic Church. Wow! That is almost surreal. Granted, I am an ordained deacon right now, but being ordained to the priesthood is a radically different degree of Holy Orders. This coming Saturday, Achbishop Naumann will lay his hands on my head and at the prayer of consecration he will call upon the Holy Spirit who will descend upon Rich, Greg and me. An indelible mark will be placed on our soul and we will be ontologically changed forever. THAT is awesome, miraculous and humbling to no end!!!
On Saturday morning, at the words of consecration, we will become "Alter Christus" - another Christ. In that moment, Christ will bestow upon us the power to call down the Holy Spirit to transform mere bread and wine into His Body and Blood. In that moment, Christ will bestow upon us the power to hear and forgive sins in His Name. In that moment, Christ will bestow to us the power to anoint the sick to strengthen them through the power of the Holy Spirit. In that moment, Christ will bestow upon us the ability to administer confirmation when that faculty is delegated to us by the bishop.
I don't think there is anything more I can really say than that.
God is great...all the time. All the time...God is great. Until next time...God bless.
Next Friday at this time, I will be sitting in the Ascension Parish Hall in Overland Park at the rehearsal dinner for the ordination. We will have walked through the ordination, celebrated Evening Prayer with Archbishop Naumann and will be enjoying whatever wonderful food the parish has had the caterers prepare for us.
It is so strange to realize that this is the last week of my being a deacon. It is hard to wrap my mind around. I mean, it's been 6 years in the making formally in seminary and realistically it has been 25 years in the making since my first call to be a priest. It just astounds me how my vocation has evolved over a 25 year period. Often, we speak of a vocation as a seed that is planted in the soul of the person that takes root and begins to grow. Over time, this vocation matures and when the person embraces their vocation it begins to blossom. The person now nurtures and develops it with the help of countless others until it culminates in bearing fruit. I like this description of our vocation because it points out that this is not a short process or even an easy one. Even if we are 100% absolutely sure of our vocation from an early age, it still has to be nurtured and developed so that it can mature and bear fruit. It is that nurturing and development that is so important and as I said, this is done only through the help of countless others.
I ask my readers to remember this when you encounter young people you might think have a vocation. That seed you plant in them may not immediately blossom. In fact, you may never know when or if that seed develops or not. I imagine Fr. David Simpson never knew when I was a small boy whether the seeds of priesthood he planted in me would grow into the vocation I am about to fulfill this next week. Yet, he planted those seeds. So, when you see someone who you think has a calling to priesthood or religious life, remember that by simply mentioning this to them you may be planting seeds that in 5 or 10 or even 25 years could reach maturity at their ordination or consecration.
God is great...all the time. All the time...God is great. Until tomorrow...God bless.
I have spent the last three days with my Kenrick classmates enjoying some much needed rest and relaxation at the Lake of the Ozarks. Classmates Tim Bannes, Rodger Fleming, Joe Post and I went to a condo owned by Tim's parents and spent Sunday evening through yesterday evening on the lake.
On Monday, we went down to Springfield to participate in the ordination of another classmate, Br. Augustine Ibok. Father Augustine is the first of the 6 of us to be ordained. It was a beautiful Mass with Bishop John J. Leibrecht of the Springfield-Cape Girardeau diocese ordaining him. Father Augustine is a member of the Society of Our Mother of Peace and is the only person in my class that has been with me for all four years of my seminary career at Kenrick.
His ordination was a wonderful experience because it allowed me to realize that this is REAL. My class and I have kind of been in a haze the past week or so. We've had to trudge through finals and most of my classmates have had to defend their Master's Thesis' last week as well. We had our graduation and all the pomp and circumstance that goes with that. We were all at our St. Louis parishes this last weekend for the last time saying our goodbyes. I had to pakc up 4 years of stuff, which as I said in my last blog entry is a huge endeavor in itself. With all this going on, I don't think it has completely sunk in yet that we are undergoing a radical change in our lives. I'm still chewing on that one myself, but the ordination helped me to begin to digest this. I'm gonna chew on it for another day or so and hopefully blog on it at the end of the week.
I made a comment to my classmates after the ordination saying, "One down and five to go." Well, four of those five to go will take that step a week from Saturday, including me. One "down"...down a new path in life answering God's call to serve Him as a priest of the Holy Catholic Church.
God is great...all the time. All the time...God is great. Until tomorrow...God bless.
Saturday, my parents and I packed up all my 'stuff' from the seminary. It's amazing how much 'stuff' one can collect in four years. What is more amazing is how much 'stuff' one can collect when his living space is a 18' x 10' room. So much of the 'stuff' I've collected is junk that I never even used. It's just laying around and I probably would never use it but for some reason I kept it.
That got me thinking today about all the 'stuff' we accumulate in our lives. I'm not talking about physical 'stuff' but mental and spiritual 'stuff' that we probably need to go through often to evaluate whether we truly need it or not. With me coming to my final days here, I have done a sort of mental and especially spiritual cleaning as well. Mentally, we often hold onto things that have happened that are cluttering our mind and only serving as something to stumble over. We cannot simply erase these things from our mind and pretend they don't exist, but we can come to terms with them and realize that they aren't something we should cling to when they don't serve a positive purpose. Big failures in life come to my mind here. If I focus on all the things I did NOT accomplish while at Kenrick, what good does that do for me? That is simply 'stuff' that I cannot use.
Over the past years, since I've entered seminary, there are many various styles of prayer I've tried. Some have been productive and some have not. Yet, I have hung onto some of these even though they don't bear fruit. I'm not saying that we drop every means of prayer that doesn't immediately bear fruit, but there are some things that may even inhibit our true praying to God because we find them easier than trying to really connect with God. For example, I don't tend to pray well when I am in chapel surrounded by alot of people because I focus too much on the distractions others make. Yet, seminary puts great focus on 'community' prayer. This is a piece of 'stuff' that I can productively rid myself of as it is of no use to me.
Such are my rambling thoughts today. God is great...all the time. All the time...God is great. Until tomorrow...God bless.
Today was great. I got to hang out with my parents today. I took them on a tour of the Cathedral. They got to attend Mass there and see me proclaim the Gospel from the high pulpit. After Mass, Msgr. Pins hosted us at the rectory for a wonder dinner prepared by the sisters. Except for a couple of pieces of furniture, I am cleaned out of the seminary. After tomorrow, anytime I return to there in the future, it will be as an alumni!
It's been such a whirlwind day that my brain is almost spent. My thoughts right now are all over the board. My classmate, Br. Augustine, is being ordained on Monday and that starts the ball rolling. Just 14 days from today I will have been ordained for nearly 8 hours. and three weeks from today, the Class of 2007 will all be priests the Holy Catholic Church. Quite alot to wrap my brain around, so I am going to put my brain (and myself) to bed.
God is great...all the time. All the time...God is great. Until tomorrow...God bless.
I am a dual Master's graduate!!! We had our convocation this evening and I received my dual Master's degrees: a Master of Divinity and a Master of Arts degree. Of course, since I am entering the priesthood and I have little chance of either of these degrees having any effect on my appointment or parish assignment then these two degrees and 75 cents will get me a cup of coffee. HOWEVER, it is an accomplishment that I never imagined I'd one day reach. It took me 13 years to even get a Bachelor's degree so until four years ago a Master's degree wasn't even on my radar.
The ceremony was great. My parents are here in St. Louis and were here for the Convocation. They're here until Sunday and are coming to the Cathedral tomorrow for a tour and to attend the 5:00 pm Mass. Unfortunately, they didn't bring my pug, Floppy, with them (see picture to the right). He's visited here before, however, and even spent a night at Kenrick. Oh well...I'll see him in four days and he'll have me around for years to come now.
Back to the Convocation. You might ask whay it is called a Convocation instead of a graduation. The answer: I have no clue! I am sure there is come reason or significance behind it but it escapes me. My dictionary defines it as: "The act of convoking." I HATE it when a definition uses a part of the word itself to describe the word. That's like saying "the sun comes up in the morning because its the sun." It clarifies nothing! Anyway, it also defines convocation as a ceremony or assemly of people. Sounds like a fancy name for a shindig to me. No matter, the Convocation officially closes the book on my seminary career and my formal education at an institute. Class is dismissed!
God is great...all the time. All the time...God is great. Until tomorrow...God bless.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY BECKY!!! It's my sister's birthday today. I won't say how old she is today because she'll hit me the next time she sees me. She is the youngest of the three of us (Me (34) John (32) and Becky (??). Feel free to wish her a happy birthday in the comments section of this blog entry.
Speaking of birthdays, I was thinking today about the fact that we all have birthdays beyond the day of our physical birth. For me, the day of my ordination shortly will become a sort of birthday. It'll be celebrated as an anniversary, but if you think about it, anniversaries are actually birthdays in a unique sort of way. A birthday celebrates the beginning of something. In our physical birthday, that beginning is a beginning of life in this world. It is NOT the beginning of life as that begins at the moment of conception. I actually know people who celebrate their day of conception as their true birthday.
Most of our anniversaries celebrate the same thing. A couple's wedding anniversary is truly the birthday of the beginning of life as one. It is the beginning of a unity that in itself has the potential to bring new life. The anniversary of my ordination is the beginning of my lifelong giving of self to God. It begins a ministry and service to and for God.
Anniversaries celebrate a new direction - a new beginning - in our life. Even the birthday of a child is a sort of birthday for the parents as well. When Froggy was born, my parents had a new beginning. It was a beginning that was different from my birth or my brother John's birth because it changed the make up of our family and it changed their world yet again. Anniversaries - birthdays in disguise - celebrate new beginning, so think about what that new beginning was when the next anniversary comes around in your life.
Happy birthday Froggy. God is great...all the time. All the time...God is great. Until tomorrow...God bless.
My last final is complete. Actually, that's not totally true since I still have two take-home finals to complete. But, both these are open book finals and simply require me to copy the information directly from the book, so I don't see those as finals.
It's rather odd not having any classes, both now and in the future. Since 1990, when I entered Emporia State University, I have not had one year in which I haven't taken at least one higher education class. I've spent 17 years (18 really since I took a couple of college classes my senior year of High School) in a formal education system of lectures, notes, term papers, exams and grades. I'm not sure what it'll be like to not expect grade cards at the end of a semester. This brings a humorous thought to mind. There is a Simpsons episode where the school goes on strike. Bart and Lisa are not going to school and Lisa, being the student par excellence, is going crazy not having the school routine. She runs up to Marge and says, "Grade me...look at me...evaluate and rank me! Oh, I'm good, good, good, and oh so smart! Grade me!" Now, I don't expect that to happen (my mom would look at me like I'm nuts anyway - and probably give me a C anyway) but it should be interesting not being in formal studies.
I say formal studies, because I am always reading and researching and looking up stuff on my own. I encourage everyone to do the same. Yet, that is a different type of studying. It's more of a need-to-know thing or maybe more accurately a want-to-know thing where I am going to look into something when I find it interesting not because the class requires it. I guess to me learning has always been a sort of automatic. I read, surf the net for interesting tidbits of info and even look stuff up when I hear or see something interesting that peeks my curiosity. Learning never ends unless we want it to. It simply mutates into our situation in life.
God is great...all the time. All the time...God is great. Until tomorrow...God bless.
I gave my last homily at Cathedral at the 5:00 PM Mass yesterday. Let me amend that...I gave my last homily at Cathedral, AS A DEACON, at the 5:00 PM Mass. I say 'as a deacon' because Msgr. Pins has invited me back to celebrate Mass at Cathedral on the 24th of June where I will give my homily AS A PRIEST.
I've never been intimidated with giving homilies from the high pulpit at Cathedral (see photo to the right). I have, however, been fascinated with something about being at the high pulpit. From the high pulpit, I get a prespective of the parishioners that most priests don't get in their own parishes. Because the pulpit sits so high above the congregation, I truly get to see the people. It's not just a bunch of heads that I am speaking to. I can see them so much better. For example, while giving the homily last evening I saw a young woman to my left with her newborn baby and she was staring with wonder at the tiny feet of her little daughter. The newborn couldn't have been more than 4 weeks old and her mom was obviously delirious with joy at this new wonder of life in her arms. A bit later, I saw the wife of an elderly couple sitting to my far left covertly jab her husband in the ribs so he'd wake up (I am told that my homily from yesterday will now be marketed in Walgreens and Wal Mart next to the Tylonol PM and Nyquil). Near the end of my homily, I saw a toddler just below me decide that the hymnal made a great teepee hat for his head. Dad shook his head no at his son, took the book off his head and then with a slight grin on his face, he ruffled his son's hair.
I get to see the People of God as...well...as people. These are the simple, everyday, people I am called to serve. Many priests would have found all those things distracting. For me, seeing all those things at the pulpit gives me a deeper sense of my purpose in these people's lives. Granted, there are limits to what can be inspiring at the pulpit (cell phones going off or, at Cathedral, a looney running up the aisle come to mind) but when "I" see these things while giving a homily, it serves to remind me that my purpose is simple: to bring Jesus Christ into these simple, everyday lives so that they can continue to do what they do each day but do it with Christ at their side.
God is great...all the time. All the time...God is great. Until tomorrow...God bless.
Its mid evening here at Cathedral. I just finished assisting at the 5:00 PM Mass. It was a small congregation this evening. I'd blame it on the weather, but our crowds here fluctuate so much because of our status as a landmark that its hard to actually determine what a 'normal' crowd is for the Masses here.
If I sound like I'm rambling...I am. Its been one of those days that are actually rather enjoyable. No major worries, no overwhelming or immediate tasks at hand. It's calm in the rectory, I am not at Kenrick, my classes are pretty much a done deal and I am calmly excited and psyched about my ordination three weeks from today. Come to think of it...I hope I will have a similar feeling at this very same time three weeks from now.
In three weeks, it will have been a enjoyable, blessed and humbling day. I will have been ordained for about 8 hours at this point three weeks hence. The First Mass will be the only immediate task and there should be no overwhelming or urgent needs that would arise the evening before the Mass. It should be very calm as my friends and family are with me and we are simply enjoying each other's company. Again, I won't be at Kenrick (and won't have to be there ever again if I choose!!!), classes will be a done deal and I will be calmly excited and psyched not about my coming ordination but about my ministry - my priesthood - as a servant of God. Yep, I hope to feel JUST like this in three weeks for this very moment - 9:47 PM.
God is great...all the time. All the time...God is great. Until tomorrow...God bless.
This morning I assisted at Cathedral at the 8am Mass. After the Mass, I practiced with the second graders on receiving Holy Communion for their First Communion on Sunday. Seeing the tiny second graders come up and bow deeply to Jesus (although I used unconsecrated hosts) and be so excited about their faith is inspiring to me.
Sometimes I can find it difficult to experience the true depth of the Catholic faith in the simple people of the Church, especially when locked up in the seminary that is most certainly an artificial environment. I know that in my years at seminary, the most fruitful times that inflamed my heart and renewed that desire within me to be a priest came when I was at a parish with the People of God. Seeing Fr. Tod saying Mass, watching Fr. Tom or Fr. Regie at a funeral comfort the family or just being at the Cathedral helping with the daily activities of a church all strengthen my call to priesthood. I had that renewed feeling this morning with the children. These second graders were so excited about receiving Christ on Sunday. In fact, I would wager that they have a deeper reverence and understanding of Jesus in the Eucharist than some of the people in the pews.
As I finish these last few days here at Kenrick, I don't have to remind myself daily that I am not called to be a seminarian...I'm called to be a priest. Yet, it is wonderful to know that, now that the burden of seminary no longer exists and I am graduating and will be ordained in 3 weeks, I am still excited and renewed by a parish experience that up until now served primarily to remind me why I was in seminary.
God is great...all the time. All the time...God is great. Until tomorrow...God bless.
Classes are starting to wind down here and so my focus is shifting more and more to returning to Kansas (there's no place like home...there's no place like home). My thoughts drift to coming home, being back in Kansas for good, seeing my pug dog and being able to take him with me the next time I leave (for my parish assignment) and being able to see my parents, sister, bro-in-law and niece, Bailey whenever I want. In fact, my thoughts seem to be drifting that way more and more.
Thoughts of home and my future are my strength and my hope in these last few days here. These thoughts have especially been running through my head for the last hour and continue to run through my head as I type this sitting at my desk in a room that is littered with boxes full of my stuff. The thought that keeps returning is that my future is NOT Kenrick (sounds of cheering, roar of the crowd in the background of my head). In fact, my future isn't St. Louis or even Missouri. My future - my call - is as a simple priest of the Archdiocese of Kansas City in KS. My future is in my own state, with the Catholic faithful of Kansas. There's no place like home.
God is great...all the time. All the time...God is great. Until tomorrow...God bless.
I was at the children's Mass at the Cathedral this morning as I am every Wednesday morning. I served as deacon and spent much of the Mass directing the two new altar servers. Between my deacon responsibilities, directing the servers and giving the homily, I didn't have much time during the Mass for prayer or reflection with a single exception.
I had just gotten the servers to kneel and knelt myself as the priest invoked the Holy Spirit to change the bread and wine into the Body and Blood of Christ. As Msgr. Pins said the words of consecration and had that single moment of reflection. I stared with awe at the Body of Christ being raised above the altar. Just moments before, Msgr. invoked the words spoken by Jesus Christ himself 2,000 years ago: "Take this, all of you, and eat it: this is my Body which will be given up for you." As I looked at the Blessed Sacrament, I realized that on the day of my ordination those words will reflect me. I will be called to be taken by the people as Alter Christi - another Christ - and become the nourishment of the souls of the people of God. It is my body - my life - that will be given up for You - given up for and to Christ. That has been the dominant thought in my mind all day and hopefully for ever day until my ordination.
God is great...all the time. All the time...God is great. Until tomorrow...God bless.
Today is my brother's birthday. John would have been 32 today. I say would have been because John was killed in a car accident in 1997. John has been in my thoughts recently, especially in regard to my coming ordination. He was there when I initially heard the call to priesthood, which I'd like to share with you as it has been running around in my head the last couple of days as his birthday approached.
I was in 5th grade and was 10 or 11 years old. I'd been an altar boy for a couple of years now and John was just beginning to serve as an altar boy. We went to church at a very small parish in Richmond, KS. St. Therese is the church where I was baptized and seats maybe a hundred persons. Fr. David Simpson, a Carmelite priest who I have been friends with from then to this day, was the priest of the parish as well as St. Boniface parish 6 miles away.
I served the Saturday evening Mass pretty much every weekend. John, just beginning to be a server, would serve occasionally with me. I remember being fascinated about being up there with the priest and watching him celebrate Mass. One particular Saturday, however, I remember watching Fr. David during the consecration when he elevated the Sacred Body of Christ and the thought just rushed through my head: I want to do that when I grow up. It wasn't a mind boggling revelation or a private vision from God, rather a simple desire within me: I want to do what Fr. David is doing when I grow up.
Now, my memory is awful as a result of the seizures I've suffered from my epilepsy, so any memories of my childhood are rather blurry if not completely non-existent...EXCEPT for this one. I can still see it as clearly as this computer screen I am typing on at this moment. I remember looking over at John kneeling beside me, probably fidgeting in some way because that is what he always did - he couldn't sit still for a minute, and thinking that someday that'd be me at the altar and John would be kneeling there as I raised the Sacred Body of Christ.
As I sit here reflecting today I realize that this thought I had nearly 25 years ago will still come true just in a slightly different way. Come May 27th, that simple thought I had way back then will be fulfilled. Standing at the altar in Sacred Heart church, I will raise the Sacred Body of Christ at my First Mass and I know that at that moment John will be kneeling beside me in spirit.
God is great...all the time. All the time God is great. Until tomorrow...God bless.