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PREPARING 350 CHILDREN FOR THEIR FIRST COMMUNION

I watched from the sidelines after having entered the double doors with a huge colourful BIENVENIDOS sign.  In an oversized gymnasium like structure with a cement floor, cement block walls and a bamboo roof sat children in circle groups of 10 or 12 with an adult keenly observing. 

These 350 children were preparing to make their First Communion.

The wall behind the stage was colourfully decorated with one foot high letters spelling EUCHARIST and taking center place was a childish like image of Santa Rosa de Lima.

A young man who has had years of experience with Catechesis Familiar held his microphone firmly as he engaged the children in the first presentation of the morning.    In my conversation with him later he spoke highly of Sister Nora who began Catechesis Familiar in this parish.

The children were instructed to arrive with a pen, coloured pencils and excitement to be present.  

The overall theme for the day was the Eucharist and the use of the Bible was reviewed as the children searched for the location of each Biblical Reading.

A short break in the morning offered the opportunity for the children to get a quick bite to eat and or drink as well as a wild run through the cemented space that also served as the playground for games during recess time at Collegio San Jose, (the school opened by the Sisters of St. Joseph of Pembroke over 50 years ago). At 9:30 all the children, their parents and group animators attended the Mass celebrated in the church.  After Mass, a return to the huge auditorium to continue with the final themes.

Each circle has an adult accompanying the small group. They are referred to animadores and throughout the year they gather the children in their neighbourhood who wish to make their first communion.  Weekly meetings are held of children with their animators and the parents with their “guides”.  The theme for the week is reviewed.   Parents are guided to present it to the children, as well as the animators who review it with a different focus with their group of neighbourhood children.

During the snack break I spoke to a few of the animators and asked them about their involvement and if it has affected their personal lives.  Immediately one animator responded with her history.

“I participated in the program when I was going to make my own First Communion.  After my Confirmation the opportunity was given to us to get involved as an animator with the First Communion program.  Belonging to the animators’ group and encouraged by some adults, I decided my profession as a teacher and am very happy teaching children”.

“I know that I am richer spiritually.  I also know that it has helped us as a family”. 

“In school, as a teacher, I use much that I have learned from being an animator in my religions classes.” 

“I feel comfortable talking about my faith in a way that children and friends understand”. 

My day was enriched with my experience and I gave thanks to la Hermana Nora Kelly for her wisdom in selecting this type of program that has endured over all these years assisting children, their families and their neighbourhoods.... and Gracias a las Hermana’s Gloria y Maria as they have continued it throughout their years of pastoral presence in the Parroquia de Nuestra Senora de Fatima ........   La Catequesis Familiar

- by Sister Mabel St. Louis, csj with contributions by Sisters Maria and Gloria


Anna’s Sacred Space

Their attraction grew into trust, and love led to commitment.  A young couple began planning life together that included a child. How excited they were when they found out that they were to be parents. They kept this precious secret to themselves as they savored the nine months ahead. Too soon their joy turned into fear as they learned that their precious baby had serious health problems. Sick at heart they were shocked and in turn angry, scared, tempted to terminate the pregnancy.  Communication between them that had been open and honest, became secretive and protective, each trying to sort out their feelings of fear, blame and shame. He became busier spending hours away from home.  She was confused and protective of the life growing inside her wondering what the future held for them as parents and their helpless and sick baby.  Would she be up to loving and caring for this baby with multiple and demanding health needs. What would the baby look like? She wanted this child no matter; he was fearful, his manhood on trial, he kept a tight hold on his emotions.

Anna arrive one bright December morning, weak and compromised, and was rushed to the neonatal ICU. Then began the day to day constant care to keep her alive.  She spent every waking hour in the hospital just being present to Anna who was hooked up to machines and tubes, looking on this mite of a baby with complicated nursing needs. She was fearful to even hold the baby with a nurse present. He didn’t want to visit at all. Soon her mothering instincts couldn’t be contained as Anna clutched her finger and looked into her eyes as she struggled to breathe.  Over the door she wrote “Welcome to Anna’s Sacred Space”.  Even the doctors responded to this invitation.  Five months later, and well prepped, they took Anna home.  They took turns caring for this beautiful child with countless health needs.  He grew in respect and love for his daughter who underwent painful procedures and tests utterly relying on these two adults for protection and love.  She took pride in introducing her Anna to her grandparents. Four months later on a routine visit to the hospital to reinsert a dislodged tube, Anna spiked a temperature, her heart started racing, and in spite of all medical interventions Anna died. Her stunned and disbelieving parents became steeped in grief.

As I stood at the bedside in the ICU unit holding hands with Anna’s faith-filled and grieving parents, they shared the beauty and meaning of Anna’s life for them as they understood it at this time. He said my life is changed forever; although she never spoke a word she taught me about trust, love and endurance. She spoke about the gift and privilege it was of caring for someone, their baby, who trusted that she would be there for her at all times. Their quiet grief was painful to watch, the only answer was presence.

The funeral two days later was a testament of their fidelity as they walked behind the little white casket down the aisle of the church hand-in-hand as they gave their daughter back to the creator who had gifted them with this precious angel for nine months.

- Sister Ann Marshall, csj

Welcome to Our Home

More than once in my travels, I’ve heard an interesting adage concerning hospitality in a business or other endeavor. It explains that upon crossing the threshold of such a place, the attitude of the first person that one meets conveys an enduring impression of the whole enterprise and what occurs there.   Often, I recall this statement in reference to the reception area of our Sisters of St. Joseph London residence.  Countless times a day, the large, glass front doors slide open to admit a variety of people who enter our home for various reasons. 

If you happen to arrive at our residence during the week, you’ll be greeted by a smile and cheery, “Hello.  How may I help you?” from Natalie, our main receptionist and Sister Paulette who fills in for Natalie during breaks and at lunch time.

Although visitors describe our home as a haven of tranquility, the action at the front desk is often brisk with the comings and goings of Sisters and visitors.  Natalie and Sr. Paulette are up to their task taking incoming and outgoing calls, routing and rerouting people arriving for meetings, staff members arriving and leaving, taxis and Voyageur transportation waiting and our dependable driver taking Sisters to appointments and a host of other duties.

Sometimes Natalie’s and Sr. Paulette’s shining interpersonal skills are stretched to the limit when sizable gatherings occur in our spacious front foyer next to the reception area. For example, the Intergenerational Choir of around 70 singers gathers in the foyer to socialize before and after weekly sessions in the acoustically resonant chapel.  Often, Sisters and guests at festive occasions make the wide-open foyer ring with the laughter and joy of happy meetings. On Sundays, neighbours join us for liturgy of Eucharist. Our congregation associates attend special celebrations and meetings; the list continues.  All these events begin in the well-used foyer under the far-seeing eyes of our trusty receptionists.

Through thick and thin, Natalie and Sr. Paulette display good humour and hospitality while exemplifying grace under pressure.   Natalie’s many years of business administration and Sr. Paulette’s four decades as a school principal followed by twenty years as a child and family counsellor have been perfect backgrounds for their task of extending peace, kindness and information from their perch in the little reception area.

Many of us have had the experience of entering an office area where the receptionist fails to nod and greet us. The work at hand seems to be the priority and I am not. However, a busy person on the phone who establishes eye contact, smiles and nods to acknowledge our presence can lift our spirits and relax our bodies as we wait patiently for assistance.  In today’s often hard-nosed world, let’s not forget that simple gestures of kindness and positive regard for others can increase faith and help to make the world a more pleasant place to live.

Let’s make all our encounters times of gracious welcome and friendly hospitality.

 - Sister Jean Moylan, csj

A Labour of love

Several months ago one of our Associates who is my very dear friend Therese Lecuyer asked a favor of me.  She requested that I make a large double-bed sized quilt in memory of her late husband.  Since this was something very new for me, I considered it a big challenge.  On the one hand I considered it was a delight to do it for her but when she sent me a huge number of her husband ‘s shirts to work with, and when I first received them, I asked myself, ‘What on earth am I going to do with ALL these shirts?’  I continued to stretch my imagination and my gifts of creativity kept surfacing and probing and nudging me with many new ideas including colors, patterns, even the weight of the padding was to be heavier and requiring different new steel needles.  At times I wondered if the machine might be necessary because the thickness of the padding caused some of the steel needles to break.  However, I did not break but steadfastly persevered and have now completed my work with a sense of confidence and competence as I now know my success is not only making a quilt but designing one and the photo of this beautiful quilt will show that it is ‘a precious gift’ and a beautiful labor of love.

Therese, herself, has been very ill and is presently in the Metropolitan Hospital in Windsor.  I trust the quilt will warm her body and her spirit as it brings to mind the joyous memories of their love that is forever.  I love them both and I am very appreciative of continuous learning and creating quilts and having successfully met the challenge of ‘designing’.  Growth is a gift of God and can best be summed up in the following Poem and Praise entitled ‘The Master Weaver’.      - Sister Florian

THE MASTER WEAVER

Our lives are but fine weavings,

that God and we prepare,

each life becomes a fabric planned,

and fashioned in his care …

 

We may not always see,

just how the weavings intertwine,

but we must trust the master’s hand,

and follow His design.

 

For He can view the pattern,

upon the upper side,

while we must look from underneath,

and trust in Him to guide.

 

Sometimes a strand of sorrow,

is added to His plan,

and though it’s difficult for us,

we still must understand.

 

That it’s He who flies the shuttle,

it’s He who knows what’s best,

so, we must weave in patience,

and leave to Him the rest …

 

Not till the loom is silent,

and the shuttles cease to fly,

shall God unroll the canvas,

and explain the reason why.

 

The dark threads are as needed,

in the Weaver’s skillful hand,

as the threads of gold and silver,

in the pattern He has planned.