Listen attentively, not aggressively


bride & groomThe subject of the family is central to any discussion of the Gospel and society.  God has always chosen to reveal Himself through the family.  He created Adam and Eve as parents to the human family.  He called Abram and Sarai to become mother and father of many nations.  He brought Moses out of his biological family, grafting him to a royal Egyptian family so as to bring His Israelite family out of slavery.  He raised the royal family of David from which he would take human nature in the Holy Family at Bethlehem.  His told Mary “Do not be afraid. Go and tell my brothers to go to Galilee,” (Mt. 28:10).  Throughout salvation history, God has spoken to the world through family life and from within the family.

The Franciscans of Life, though we are a very small and young family, are not less or more Catholic than our other Catholic brothers and sisters.  Christ calls us to live the Gospel in the manner that St. Francis of Assisi lived it.  Building on the experiencelogo of St. Francis, we believe that Christ also calls us to remind the world that the Gospel is a gospel of life.

To proclaim the Gospel of Life, one must proclaim the Gospel of the Family.  It is in the family where Life calls out to life (Vita ad vitam vocat).  If we follow the Gospel, we must accept that human life begins within the context of family.  Every human being has a dignity that protects his right to be conceived, nurtured and born into a family.  He has a right to protection, formation, and to receive care from a family.  At the end of life, he has the right to die naturally in the arms of his family.

From within the natural family, God calls men and women to form new and younger families, as well as families of brothers and sisters who consecrate their lives to live francis and clareaccording to the Gospel.  Such a consecration can take different expressions, from monastic, religious order, society of apostolic life, secular institute, diocesan hermits to consecrated virgins.  To the degree that these associations reproduce the relationship between Christ and his apostles, whom he calls “my brothers”, these are real families. They foreshadow family life in the Kingdom of God beginning with the Trinitarian family.

These thoughts help us who are trying to follow the extraordinary synod on the family with great interest.  Our Catholic identity comes from feeling with the Church.  We’re not talking about feeling emotional.  We’re talking about loving God and man with the Church.  To do so, we must know what the Church is thinking.

Here is where we must draw an important line.  We, brothers, remind ourselves that a synod is a listening session for the Holy Father and from that session will come ideas that the Holy Father will consider for the ordinary synod in October 2015.  The Holy Father will exercise his authority once he has all of the information on hand.

Because the synod has no authority, it all rests with the pope.  The brothers are not alarmed by some of the statements that the media alleges that some bishops have made, nor are we alarmed by those that we know some bishops have made.  The Church cannot change revealed truth.

As stated above, to proclaim the Gospel of Life one must proclaim the Gospel of the Family.  However, it is not we who decide what the Gospel says or does not say.  It’s the teaching 1240044_302298416577020_831596592_nmagisterium of the pope that teaches us what the Gospel says.  It’s important to listen carefully to what the bishops are telling the pope about family; because when all of this discussion is over and done with, the pope will probably issue a post synod exhortation that will carry the weight of the Church’s teaching authority.  Listening carefully requires that we withhold reacting to what is being said until the pope speaks.

We don’t have to agree with every idea that the bishops put on the table.  The pope invited them to be honest and candid.  When you have that kind of openness, you’re going to have to put up with a degree of chaos and nonsense as well.  We cannot have open dialogue without crisis.  There is no such thing.  An open dialogue invites all parties to re-examine what we believe and give respectful thought to what we have never thought about before.  This includes those of us who are not in Vatican City right now.  Not only should synod participants be listening attentively, every Catholic must listen attentively and resist the temptation to judge, condemn, and bash anyone who says something that sounds wrong to us.

There are always some challenges.  These are what lead to crisis or struggle.  The speaker may be wrong.  The person may be quoted incorrectly.  The statement may be sloppy so that it does not accurately reflect what the person is really thinking.  The idea may need to be expressed using tighter language so that it avoids ambiguity.

The Franciscans of Life are listening, assessing what makes sense and what sounds outrageous.  Regarding that which sounds outrageous, we are not pointing fingers at any bishop or cardinal.  We are not labeling anyone a Modernist, conservative, liberal or traditionalist.  We are not sounding the alarm of apostasy among the bishops.  On the contrary, if it sounds outrageous to our ears, we try to understand why it sounds outrageous to us.  The statement may truly be outrageous or we may be hearing it incorrectly.

In the meantime, the Franciscans of Life continue to pray for the pope, the synod fathers, the family and the world.  We continue to hold on to what the Church has traditionally taught us NEWMANabout the family; but we are open to the fact that there are always new experiences that help us better understand what God is saying to us about Himself and our salvation.  These experiences should not be ignored.  Very often, new experiences contribute to our understanding of doctrine.  They don’t change the doctrine, but they can enhance our comprehension.

We invite other Catholics to listen attentively.  Be faithful to what the Church has always taught and be honest and humble enough to admit when we realize that we can still be taught more.  No one ever reaches a ceiling of understanding of God and his divine plan for the human family.  Let us avoid characterizations, name calling, judging people, and self-righteousness.  Let us embrace the truth that the Church has taught using whatever experience can help us better understand the truth.

At the end of the day, we’re looking for the truth that God has revealed to us about the family.  We want to understand whatever there is out there to be understood, not just pieces here and there.  If we ignore those whom we consider to be on theJesus and boy opposite side of the house, how would we know that we truly understand what God is revealing to us?  To understand we must listen, ask questions, separate the reasonable from the unreasonable, truth from falsehood, and Gospel from fashion.  Only then will we be on the right path toward achieving our ultimate goal, to know God, serve God and love Him with all of our heart, mind, body and soul, here and in eternity.

Let us listen attentively, not aggressively.

 

“Honey! I’m home.”


Divine PhysicianOK, so Brother Jay is back in the hospital, excuse me, it’s his timeshare. 🙂

He was rushed in by ambulance on Tuesday morning, not doing well at all.  Most of the day was spent in restlessness.  On Tuesday night, Brother Christopher Thomas visited and Brother Jay brightened up.  They had a great visit together with lots of comments and laughter.  In the meantime, the nurse was keeping a

Br. Christopher Thomas, FFV

Br. Christopher Thomas, FFV

close eye on things, which neither brother observed.

On Wednesday, the calls, text messages, and emails from the other brothers kept pouring in.  Wednesday evening Aspirant Bernardo visited Brother.  Every time Brother Jay heard

Br. Jay, FFV & Aspirant Raul, FFV

Br. Jay, FFV & Aspirant Bernardo, FFV

from one of his brothers, he smiled.  There was a warm feeling inside that is difficult to explain.  However, as I have always said, “If you experience peace and joy in a particular space, call out like Ricky Ricardo, ‘Honey! I’m home’.”  This space need not be an actual physical place.  It can also be a relationship.  Brotherhood is definitely a relationship that happens in many spaces.

Real brotherhood does not need explanations.  Remember the saying.  “Preach always, when necessary use words.”  Your relationship with your brothers should speak of the relationship within the Trinity, the relationship between Christ and his apostles, your relationship with Christ and with his people.

While Bernardo and Chris were visiting, nurses and therapists were entering and leaving the room.  But the charge nurse was the same for both nights.  She had observed Brother Jay every time he was in contact with a brother, personally or by way of technology.

As Bernardo was leaving, she could no longer hold back her question.  She asked the two brothers (Bernardo and Jay) “Are you guys always this happy when you’re together?”  To which they both answered, “Yes.”  Brother Jay quickly added, he’s my little brother.  Everyone chuckled as Bernardo and the nurse left.   But now follows the good part.

Brothers keep their superior company as he catches his breadth.

Brothers keep their superior company as he catches his breadth.

The nurse was watching.  No sooner had Bernardo turned the corner, she quickly snuck into Brother’s room and asked again.  “You guys seem to really enjoy each other’s company.  I noticed it last night too.  Is the other gentleman related to you?”  The other gentleman is Brother Chris.

“Yes, he’s another brother,” said Brother Jay.

“I hate to be nosy, but I noticed that you talked to some people on the telephone and received some texts while I’ve been in here and you light up.  The medicine must be working.”  How’s that for subtle?

Brother responded, “Well, I think that the medication is working, but the most important part of the therapy is not the chemical, but the human element.  You see those two chaps whom you’ve met?”

Nod.

“And the texts and telephone calls?”

Nod.

“Those are all my brothers.  There are seven of us.  We’re not biological brothers.  The bond is tighter than that.  We were not coincidently born into the same family.  God called us and we freely responded.  We belong to a very small family.”   He then went on to explain Franciscans to a curious person who is Protestant and who believed that Catholics never use the bible.  When she heard the Franciscan brotherhood is built upon revealed truth, starting with Sacred Scripture, she was in awe.

This led to questions about celibacy vs marriage.  Brother quickly dispelled this myth.

CelibaimagesCA84KBW0cy and marriage are not in competition.  They are ways of life.  The best way of life is the one where you find peace and joy.  Sometimes, we get so fixated on one way of life, usually marriage, that we never hear God’s proposal to a marriage between His Son and our soul. Very often, God will throw a monkey wrench into our plans to remind us that he has a plan of his own.  However, God does not impose, he proposes, like an insistent lover.  At the end of the day, we choose celibacy or marriage.

Brother then explained that the brothers come in two wrappers, married and celibate.  Brotherhood is not defined by the way you live out God’s invitation to holiness.

Brotherhood is defined by joy, a sense of belonging, mutual respect, tolerance for each other’s weaknesses and eccentricities, and intimacy (allowing the other brother to walk through the corridors of your heart).    If you find peace and joy in this experience then you have arrived where you belong right now.

We’re sharing this with you because Brother Chris made a prophetic statement.  When Brother Jay told him that he may have a longer visit to the hospital, Chris said “Maybe God wants you to do some hospital ministry.”  Every time Jay is in the hospital, something draws in some of the staff and questions begin.  Up to that point, nothing had happened. Chris was referring to these past experiences. In a few hours, this wonderful dialogue with the nurse took place.

It all began and ended with “being rather than doing”Being joyful brothers rather than busy brothers, is the greatest witness to the Gospel and the greatest sign that one has arrived home.

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Francis of Assisi, the Communion of Saints and His Sons


san franciscoThis is turning into the most amazing “St. Francis Week” that I’ve ever experienced.  I know that some people may not understand this, but there is no magic or mythology here.  The Communion of Saints is real and we can experience it in our lives.  Maybe we can’t experience it often; but it’s there.

On Saturday, another brother and I gave a talk on the Franciscans of Life and Project Joseph, our ministry to dads in crisis pregnancies.  We spoke before an audience of 350 or more people.  In order to prepare, Brother and I coordinated.  Before I knew it, we had fliers, a YouTube channel for the Franciscan Brothers of Life and a link to our web page, which I’m hoping that one of our brothers who is a geek can touch up, because it needs updating.

Nevertheless, during those few days leading up to the conference, Brother was also getting ready to leave town for a few days.  We had to work together, work quickly, work well and pray that everything would go without a glitch.  I should mention that Brother and I have never given a presentation together.

What transpired was incredible.  We not only presented and people loved the presentation, but we enjoyed being together and working on a common project.  I must state here that this brother is young enough to be my son.  I mean truly.  He’s actually three months older than my biological son.   However, no one would have noticed the age difference were it not for our physical appearance.  There was a harmony, comradery, and a sense offrancis and leo mission that held
us together.  It was Christ’s mission.  We were not preparing thing presentation for us, but for Christ and his Church.

The next day, Brother left for NY.  He had to travel to NY for research purposes.  No . . . he was not researching NY.  This was real science.  He was going to be gone from Sunday to Tuesday.   However, before he left, the other brothers texted and sent messages encouraging him and letting him know that they would be praying for his success.  We don’t’ all live in the same house.  In addition, some of our brothers are secular brothers, with spouses and children.  They have lives outside of the Franciscans of Life.  Yet, the Lord brought us together behind this young brother of ours who was leaving on what we considered an adventure that we wanted to support, because we knew that it means a great deal to him and it’s something that he enjoys doing.

Were it not for the Gospel, the Church and our Franciscan family spirit, we would never have met and maybe not even cared.  When all was said and done, the project is so technical and scientific that none of us understood a word of what Brother explained.  From where I’m sitting as superior, I’m seeing Christ and his apostles gathered in brotherhood after the Resurrection.  Christ had fulfilled his promise, “I will not leave you desolate; I will come to you” (John 14:18).

“Behold, I am with you and will keep you wherever you go, and will bring you back to this land; for I will not leave you until I have done that of which I have spoken to you” (Gen 28:15).

It is the presence of Christ in the lives of sinful men that keeps bringing us back through mutual love and support.

We have brothers in formation to be secular brothers and brothers in formation who will profess the evangelical counsels and are consecrated celibate brothers.  On Monday, Brother Leo, one of our celibate novices and I spent the day together.  We took the time to review the changes that have to be made to our habits to make them more practical.  Then I went for a doctor’s appointment and Brother went with me.  He brought me lunch, which was delicious.

That night, we had formation class for the men preparing for the consecrated life.  We remembered the one brother in NY.  Smack in the middle of the formation class, we decided to call NY to find that our brother was about to pray the Divine Office.  We put him on speaker phone and gathered round to share with him what was going on here in Florida and to find out how his mission was progressing.

This may sound small to many people, but the fact is that this is what speaks to us about Christ and his Apostles.  The brotherhood of the Franciscans of Life is built upon the brotherhood between Christ and his apostles.  The yearning to be together across the miles, the excitement of one brother’s success, and the desire to hear each other is very much the same as that of the Apostles after the Crucifixion when they thought they had lost it all.  They sat in the upper room longing for days gone by.  These men loved each other, because they had been loved by the Master.  They knew what love was, because they learned to love from Love himself.

As we progress along our journey as Franciscans of Life, we enter into a profound relationship of trust, concern, support, and family.  In this family, we find Christ who said, “For where two or three are gathered in my name, there am I in the midst of them.” (Mat 18:20).

Wednesday evening came and I’m sitting at the kitchen table with two aspirants planning the Transitus for October 3rd.   I’m going to ask you to imagine this scenario.  There is the superior general of a young community, but a superior general nonetheless.  There is a certain degree of respect that comes with that office.

But the beautiful part of this was that we began with prayer for the grace to plan the Transitus well.  We want it to be a true memorial of the life of St. Francis and a celebration of the gifts that God gave to the Church through Francis.  The whole time that we’re being very serious and reverent about the parts of the ritual, who’s going to do what and when, I’m also teasing the aspirants about many things, from their antics to the weight of the brother who will play St. Francis and whom we get to carry around.  Of course, the aspirants are dishing it back at me as quickly as I can dish it out to them.

During the course of the evening, I proposed a format for the Transitus, but I asked the aspirants what they thought of each proposal.  They gave their input and we made some changes.  Some things we could not change, because they’re part of tradition; but at least I learned from the aspirants about the importance of working with each other as brothers, allowing the Holy Spirit to move freely and guide us.

Brothers keep their superior company as he catches his breadth.

Brothers keep their superior company as he catches his breadth.

My brothers teach me much more than what I teach them and they don’t realize it.  

We finally ended the evening at 1:00 AM celebrating and discussing our work, spiritual experiences and our journeys.  We even shared our struggles with sin and what we do to overcome them.

Why am I telling you all of this?  Because as we get ready to celebrate the feast day of our Holy Father Francis, the Communion of Saints becomes more evident.  We are brought together by the love and respect that he taught us to have for each other and for all of our brothers and sisters. But Francis is not the source of that love and respect.  He is not the source of that joy that we experience in all of these moments of family life.  Francis is the master teacher.

blessing of st francisHe has taught us how to find love, respect and joy in Jesus Christ, through Jesus Christ.   From him we have learned how to find Jesus through our brothers and sisters in the Church militant, the Church suffering and the Church triumphant.    In one simple term, our Franciscan experience is one of an apostolic family united with its redeemer through the Communion of Saints.

This Communion of Saints allows us to experience and share with the world the love and peace that Christ and his apostles shared.  The feast of St. Francis is really a celebration of the wonders that God has reserved for the pleasure of the Communion of Saints.

God’s Love: What’s the dose?


We sometimes forget that God loves us far more than we love ourselves.  I’ve had a difficult week with pneumonia, again.  By Saturday morning, I knew that I was headed for trouble.  I awoke my poor doctor at 5:00 AM with shallow breathing and glucose levels through the roof.  I really felt badly. The man works hard, has young children and who knows how much he gets to sleep during the week.

Needless to say that his service paged him and he responded immediately.  As soon as I told him the problem, I could almost hear him wake up at the other end.  He asked me to hang up for a few minutes and promised to call back.  In less than five minutes, the phones rings and I hear a very polite voice, “Brother Jay?”  It was my doctor.  He had gone to his computer, searched a database, read the notes from another of my doctors and figured out the problem.  Now he had to find a solution.  He explained the problem and told me to hang up again.  Within minutes he was back on the line.  He had spoken to the local 24 hour pharmacy and had asked the pharmacist to prepare a special batch of insulin for me and requested that it be quick.  Shortly after he hung up, the pharmacy called.  The insulin was ready.  I just had to send someone to pick it up.  In the meantime, the doctor called me three more times on Saturday to check up on me and have me read him my glucose levels.  How many doctors spend that much time on one patient on their day off?

Divine PhysicianBut the story does not end there.  That was only the beginning.  I sent out a text to the brothers asking for their prayers.  Within minutes, the brothers were calling me from different cities in the area.  They were concerned.  Some headed for the nearest Blessed Sacrament chapel.  Brother Bernard came and spent the day with me.  He arrived at 11:30 AM and remained until 11PM.  I truly appreciated it, because his company kept my mind occupied. Normally, I would have been waiting to see the glucose levels drop, maybe worrying about my diet and spend the day feeling miserable.   In the meantime, the other brothers continued to call during the day, all day Saturday.

When Sunday morning rolled around, I felt better enough to attend Holy Mass.  I checked my morning glucose and to my surprise, it was normal, so I didn’t take the insulin.  I went to mass.  As I was leaving, Brother Masseo called to tell me that he was driving in from another city about 25 miles away to spend the day with me.  The folks in my house had to take care of their jobs.  There was some concern about whether I should stay alone or not.  Brother Masseo was not part of this conversation.  He didn’t even know that it was taking place.  His call and offer to come spend the day was like a prayer come true.  We met up at my home again, after mass.

Brother brought me lunch, which was delicious.  Normally, I test my glucose before meals, but I felt fine and did not do it.  Two hours after lunch, I checked and to my pleasant surprise, it was normal.  I checked three times.  Each time, it was normal.  I spent an entire day insulin free, the first in a long time.

When Julian arrived, Masseo left.  He was going to drive 25 miles to go home and finish another assignment.  But there were also phone calls and texts from brothers as far away as 60 miles.  Finally, it was Sunday evening and once again the telephone rang.  It was my doctor again.  He wanted to check in on me and make sure that everything was OK.  I imagesCA84KBW0explained to him that I was fine and told him about my insulin free day. Ha sked me if I had done anything different, which I had not.  He then said my normal was not normal for diabetics.    I explained that God loves us through the people he places in our lives, beginning with him and moving along to my Franciscan Brothers of Life.  The only explanation that I could give him is that

GOD’S LOVE COMES IN LARGE DOSES.

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Remaining in His love . . .


Everyday I love my brothers more and more. I have never had the privilege of sharing my journey with such a great group of brothers. They’re holy, joyful, intelligent, helpful, prayerful, compassionate, respectful, and faithful to the Holy Father and the Church.

Would you like to meet some of them? Let’s do some this week and later we do more. I’ll introduce you.

Before introducing you, allow me to remind the readers that I’m their superior. You’ll see why this is important as we go through the introductions.

Aspirant Alberto, FFV

Aspirant Alberto, FFV

Alberto is one of the most mature young men that I have ever met. Alberto has taught me to laugh at my human limitations, including my neurosis. Don’t try to shy away, we all have a few of those around. But with Albert, I’ve learned to laugh about them. He has taught me to accept them, because they’re a part of what makes me unique.  Most important, he has taught me to love God more.  His love of God is awe inspiring.  Alberto is American of Cuban ancestry and has just begun his first year of aspirancy with us or as his Mom calls it, his year of Ibuprofen.  🙂

Postulant Eduardo, FFV

Postulant Eduardo, FFV

Eduardo is a postulant as a secular brother. He is originally from Peru and now lives in Florida. He’s brilliant. Eduardo has written some of the best papers that I’ve read on the heresies of the early Church. He’s concise and clear.

You can always count on Eduardo when you need a favor. I have never seen him without a smile. The greatest thing that I’ve learned from Eduardo is to be gentle. I acknowledge the I can be rough around the edges. During the time that I have been with Eduardo, I’ve discovered that a smile is contagious and probably the best way to spread the Gospel of Life.

Br. Christopher Thomas, FFV

Br. Christopher Thomas, FFV

Br. Chris is our first professed secular brother. He came to us from Jamaica, via NY. I think that his GPS may need some attention. He is still in formation. Even after profession, you remain in formation for three years until we agree that you’re ready to fly. Brother loves the founding fathers of the USA. I’m not particularly impressed with any of them, because they were all so anti-Catholic. Be that as it may, Br Chris loves them. Had I been more familiar with this, I would have given him the name, Br. George Benjamin Thomas.

What have I learned from Chris? There are so many things, but the most important of all is Chris is always smiling and has a wonderful self deprecating humor, but don’t tell him. He’ll deny both. Chris’ desire to understand the faith and his dedication to the fathers in Project Joseph make him a model Franciscan of Life.

Postulant Luis, FFV

Postulant Luis, FFV

Luis comes to us from Colombia. If you ever want to learn to pray, watch this man. Luis has taught me many things about prayer, Our Lady, the Holy Rosary, but most importantly, he has taught me the miracle that can happen when we remain open to life. He comes from a large family. I’ve met 8/10 and they are beautiful people.  Luis has also taught me a great deal about fidelity.  He is often very tired when he has to drive to our mother house for a three hour formation meeting.  He never leaves without smiling.

Br. Leo Gerard, FFV

Br. Leo Gerard, FFV

Brother Leo comes to us from Boston. He is a registered nurse and ministers to the terminally ill and their families. Brother has taught me to be generous with my time and with my resources. When I’m not feeling well, the first person who texts me or calls me is Br. Leo. When we need prayer, we can count on Leo. Brother Leo has been a living example of gentility and obedience.

Br. Jay, FFV & Aspirant Bernardo, FFV

Br. Jay, FFV & Aspirant Bernardo, FFV

No, we’re not a comedy routine like Laurel and Hardy or El Gordo y El Flaco. I took this picture together for a very special reason.

Bernardo and I share an interesting background. I’m of Hispanic and Israeli extraction and he’s of Cuban and Italian extraction. There is a story here. Bernardo and I first met on Catholic Answers Forum. Very often we’d get into some prolonged discussion on Traditionalism. I have to admit here that I dislike the expression “Traditionalist Catholic.”   There are 23 Catholic Churches that make up the Catholic Church and none of them is called the Traditionalist Catholic Church.  So we used to have these little encounters on line.

Last year, I worked on the Archdiocesan Synod for Miami.  While standing in the garage, a young man came running behind me and asked, “Are you JReducation?”   The JR is from my religious name and education is what I’ve done most of my life.  We introduced and from there a wonderful friendship has evolved.

I attended the liturgy for the Exaltation of the Holy Cross in the extraordinary form with Bernardo and many mutual friends and some new ones that I made that day.  I’m learning many things from Bernardo.  I think I’m learning that I can be a traditional Franciscan without being a radical traditionalist.  I can also be a very forward looking Franciscan, without being a Modernist.

In simple language, Bernardo has taught me that being a Franciscan and a brother to all is the most important tradition in my life.  He is a  model of love, generosity, fidelity, obedience, prayer, patience and penance.  I’m learning a great deal about Franciscan life through my dialogues with Bernardo.

That’s it for now.  I’m very tired.  Next time, I’ll do  more profiles as I get them.  For now, let’s stop here.  I must say that I feel that I have so little to do and so much to learn when I’m around my brothers.  I’m the superior, but they seem to be my teachers.

To tell the truth,

MY LIFE WOULD BE INCOMPLETE WITHOUT MY BROTHERS.

Brothers keep their superior company as he catches his breadth.

Brothers keep their superior company as he catches his breadth.

A note to my brothers:

When I leave this world, remember that there was one superior who loved you as a mother loves the child inscribed in the palm of her hand. and I will be watching over you from heaven.  If the Lord allows it, I would like to be your patron saint during your darkest hours, to guide you through the night into the dawn.

I love you guys and appreciate everything that you have given to me.  Remember, Franciscan fraternity is not about belonging to the same outfit.  You can get that in the US Army. Franciscan fraternity is about loving your brothers as Christ loved his apostles.

Receive my blessing as your superior and spiritual father and my fraternal love as your little and worthless brother.  Don’t forget to pray for me, a sinner.

Always your brother,

Brother Jay, FFV, Superior General

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A Love Story In Progress


I’ve been thinking about the Evangelical Counsels all morning. I didn’t know why until I reached the pregnancy center where I showed the director my pictures from my vacation. I noticed that I did not take any pictures of anyone or anything else other than The Catholic WP_20140819_001University of America (CUA) and the Basilica of the Immaculate Conception (the basilica). Those two are interconnected. To begin with, they are on the same grounds. You can’t attend school at Catholic University and ignore that basilica. Its presence is formidable.

While I was at CUA, I felt as if I had arrived home. I belonged there. The place was full of memories, good and bad, but they are mine. My daughter’s apartment is not mine and there is nothing of mine in it, except my daughter. I felt no connection there. CUA is definitely home. It was at CUA that I transitioned from adolescence to manhood. Eventually, I had to leave it behind and move along where God called me.
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The last place in the world where I wanted to live was South Florida. I had visited here and did not like it for a stay any longer than a week. It’s a different culture. It’s hot and there are no seasons, just dry and rain. It’s in the south, but it is not southern. The dominant culture seems to be very northern. I’m not a water person.

God had other plans. He brought me to South Florida where the Church had a need that I could satisfy. I had the talent, experience, time, freedom and the support necessary to take on the mission. To walk away would have been to say “No” to the Lord.

Obedience is about saying yes to God who speaks through circumstances, the Church, and legitimate authority. Sometimes God asks for that which is hard to give. Just look at Jesus’ in the Garden of Gethsemane. I could not just turn my back on the Church of Miami. God had set everything up.

Poverty is about giving up ownership. We give up material possessions, but it does not stop there. We also give up our wills to God. We give up our opinions and begin to feel and think with the Church. We leave behind significant people in our lives, such as parents and siblings. Most importantly, we give up our home. A Franciscan becomes an itinerant man. Only heaven is home. Every place is on loan for a short time. To visit CUA, walk down memory lane and leave it knowing that I may never see it again was an act of obedience to the will of God and a willingness to freely give up my roots to follow Christ.

Here is where chastity enters the picture. To be chaste is to love with purity of intention, thought, word and deed according to one’s state in life. There is no greater love than to lay down one’s life for another. Jesus taught us this with word and example. Leaving home again, experiencing the pain of separation one more time, feeling the WP_20140819_035excitement of being there and the sadness of leaving is all part of dying. Once again, I was being asked to love without asking for anything in return. That is chastity. Once again I’ve been asked to profess the Evangelical Counsels of obedience, poverty and chastity.

The profession of the evangelical counsels is not a once in a lifetime event. It’s a love story in progress.

Unity In Diversity


It seems that the Holy Spirit has plans for us.  I’m never sure what they are; so I just go along.  Not long ago I said that God never ceases to surprise us.  I was certainly surprised this week.

What’s fraternity without a birthday?

We normally have our community meeting, formation and fraternity night on Mondays.  It’s a long evening that begins with Vespers followed by learning sacred music, then a lesson in theology.  After our theology lesson we usually engage in some learning activity about Franciscan life, usually in the form of a game.  This helps us stay awake and engaged with each other.  Boy are our brothers competitive.  There is always a snack to share and a lot of  poking and roasting.  Of course, there is housekeeping stuff that every group has.  Our community meeting is open to any man, married or single, who is curious about Franciscans of Life.

Postulant, Jose, enjoys his birthday cake and ice cream

Postulant, Jose, enjoys his birthday cake and ice cream

This past week we had another inquirer, which brought the number of inquirers up to three.  However, one of the inquirer’s approached me to talk about joining our community.  Not only that, but I received a beautiful letter from a young man who is in high school and is quite curious about us.  I’m looking forward to meeting him probably this  coming week.  The age range of our men, between inquirers and professed is from age 15 to 67.  That makes our average age 39-years old.  This is younger than most religious communities, secular orders, dioceses or secular institutes.  The great thing is to see these men interact very comfortably despite the difference in ages.

Jerry and Eduardo are received as postulants

Not only has the Holy Spirit sent us men from a wide range of ages, but also from different cultures and language groups.  We are Virginian, Bostonian, Floridian, Jamaican, Mexican, Peruvian, Colombian, Ethiopian, and Cuban.  We are single men who are consecrated to a life of celibacy, single men called to the married life, but are not yet married and married men who are fathers.  In a tiny community there is unity in diversity.  I  believe that we’re a microcosm of the Church.

Any man interested in spending an evening with this interesting little group of men, is always welcome on any Monday night, beginning at 7:30 PM.  Simply contact me via telephone or email.

We never know God’s plans for us until we take a risk with love.