Like
much of the rest of the country, it has been cold here in New Orleans. Those working at the Veteran’s facility and
at Lantern Light noticed how the homeless suffer and cope with the severe
weather. Travis’ Veteran’s facility is
indoors, warm, has comfortable seating and TV; it is a real refuge. The laundry and showers were heavily
used. Erika’s location is more open to
the elements, does not have a large warm gathering space, but has a loyal group
who keep coming back. At Lauren’s school
most of the children want to be outside for recreation and play time despite
rain or cold. Br. Charles has a warm
enough office, but folks are often in and out so the cold is always rushing in. An unusual ice storm is now predicted for Tuesday and Wednesday--much of the city is now shutting down. This is an extraordinary occurrence for New Orleanians.
Srs, Carolyn Brockland, OSU, Pauline O'Reilly, CHF, Sr. Nancy Hale, CHF, Sr, Regina Petersen, MSC and Sr. Nancy Vance, SND |
On
a mild Saturday, January 25th the “Newcomers Group” gathered in the
Pauline Room for prayer, reflection and conversation. Ursuline Sisters, a Cabrini, Sisters of Notre
Dame [SND- Toledo], Sisters of Holy Faith, Sisters of Charity, Daughters of
Charity and a Carmelite Sister were joined by the Brothers. Srs. Nancy Hale and Pauline O’Reilly, CHF,
coordinated the day, choosing a beautiful reflection on when the work of
Christmas begins, adapted from a poem by Dr. Howard Thurman.
Sr.
Beth Fitzpatrick, O Carm, the newly appointed Executive Director of the
Department of Religious for the Archdiocese, joined us. Sr. Mary Ann Holmes, OSU, the newly
appointed Prioress of the Ursuline Community also attended. She knows Br. Greg McNally from a renewal
program they both participated in and could quote snatches of a poem he used to
recite. Her commentary was very
interesting.
Sr. Nancy Hale attends upon our Erika's words of wisdom to Sr. Kerstin Deubel, SND, Sr. Beth and Sr. Renee Rose, DC |
After
our prayer and reflection, Travis and Erika were good enough to take time from
their schedules to help host the group for lunch. It is always a pot-luck; everyone brings
something—we supplied a tray of sandwiches and brownies, hot coffee and
tea. Br. Bob took some pictures so
you’ll get to see Erika, our usual photographer.
Cabrini Sr. Regina laughs as John tells Sr. Mary Ann Holmes, OSU about water rights to a well in West Park, NY--but that is another story. "We wuz robbed." |
Sunday
was quiet; the volunteers were away and it was a pleasant sunny day. John is undergoing some tests associated with
Parkinson’s and had an MRI scheduled for Tuesday. [This was cancelled on Monday until February
7 due to ice storms threatened for January 27 and 28.] It’s not much fun wondering why changes are
taking place, and challenging when the doctor orders up a bunch of tests! At the suggestion of a friend he met for
lunch on Friday, he tried some ‘self care’ on Sunday.
In
the late afternoon he went to the Trinity Artist Series at Trinity Episcopal
Church on Jackson Avenue. The featured
soloist was ill, substitutions were made but the program of Baroque and modern
pieces for trumpet, organ and flute went ahead.
Providentially, a piece was on the program that John had only heard on
radio and in recordings but loved. The
fourth selection was Alan Hovhaness’ [1911-2000] Prayer of St. Gregory, Op. 62b.
As performed by Albinas Prizgintas, organist and a youthful master of
the trumpet , David Perkins, it was the high point of an extraordinary musical
experience. To hear it live, in an acoustically
fine space, played with such emotion and skill was a real experience of how
music can be an evocation of grace. Later,
to have time to savor the experience, John walked home. Then, he added another dimension to a delightful moment
and stopped by Ignatius, a local eating place that we no longer visit as
community due to diet concerns for some and sound levels for others! The crawfish etouffee was as good as ever and
the bread pudding delicious. The subsequent
walk home along Magazine Street, on a relatively mild evening, was another
moment to reflect on the extraordinary moments of grace we so often rush
through that deserve time and reflection for the greater and eternal Beauty
they reflect.
So
when the MRI happens, it happens. C’est
la vie.
TRANSITIONS:
Br. John and Fr. MichaelJospeh Nguyen behind Msgr Engelbrecht and Fr. Doug Brougher |
Saturday,
January 25th was the first anniversary of the death of Fr.
MichaelJoseph Vinh Ngoc Nguyen at the age of 56. His energy, Faith life, good humor, and
acceptance and lively support of the Brothers Community, personally and practically,
were instrumental in our successful establishment of the Volunteer Community. He also virtually bought us a van through donations and persuasion!
Sister Mary Daniel, OP, a Dominican Sister of Peace and a native New Orleanian, will be leaving at the end of January for Columbus, Ohio. Seven years ago Sr. Mary Daniel and her Dominican Sisters housed us at their Formation Center on Broadway in Uptown from August to February as we waited for renovations to 4219 Constance where we now live. Sr. Mary Daniel, like John has Parkinson’s and has been instrumental in advancing the agenda for research into causes and cures; she got John involved in his first PD support group and has been a friend to the community as well.
Sister Mary Daniel, OP, a Dominican Sister of Peace and a native New Orleanian, will be leaving at the end of January for Columbus, Ohio. Seven years ago Sr. Mary Daniel and her Dominican Sisters housed us at their Formation Center on Broadway in Uptown from August to February as we waited for renovations to 4219 Constance where we now live. Sr. Mary Daniel, like John has Parkinson’s and has been instrumental in advancing the agenda for research into causes and cures; she got John involved in his first PD support group and has been a friend to the community as well.
FOR REFLECTION:
When the song of
the angels is stilled,
When the star in the sky is gone,
When the kings and princes are home,
When the shepherds are back with their flock,
Then the work of Christmas begins:
When the star in the sky is gone,
When the kings and princes are home,
When the shepherds are back with their flock,
Then the work of Christmas begins:
To find the lost,
To heal the broken in spirit,
To feed the hungry,
To release the oppressed,
To rebuild the nations,
To bring peace among all peoples,
To make a little music in the heart.
To heal the broken in spirit,
To feed the hungry,
To release the oppressed,
To rebuild the nations,
To bring peace among all peoples,
To make a little music in the heart.
And to radiate the
Light of Christ,
Every day, in every
way, in all that we do
And in all that we
say.
Then the work of
Christmas begins.
[Adapted from a
poem by Howard Thurman]