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ommunio . . .
August
28, 2005
To strengthen our shared life in Christ
through mutual participation and the free exchange of ideas.
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Community
of St. Malachi, 2459 Washington Avenue, Cleveland, Ohio 44113-2380.
www.stmalachi.org
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Making a Difference
by Gary Pritts
Good morning. My name is Gary Pritts.
A phrase you have probably heard, ‘our greatest fear is not that we are
weak, our greatest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure’ seems
applicable to today’s gospel and is put into light very well by Thomas
Merton. 
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(Gary is a member of the Community of St. Malachi.
Gary
presented the following as a Communion reflection.)
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He says that we fear our power because we think that if we feel we
are powerful, we will suddenly be asked to do something extremely difficult or
demanding. If we are endowed with the power and love of Christ, then we should
be out feeding the 5000, being the hope and love of Christ for them. This seems
a daunting task, so we often get overwhelmed and do nothing. However, God does
not ask more than we can give. All God asks is that every once in a while, not
every day, or every week, or every month, but just once in a while, we go beyond
ourselves and in doing so, share more fully in God’s love.
God gives us these opportunities to go beyond ourselves. I took such an
opportunity when I attended my first Male Spirit retreat, less than 2 years ago
during the middle of my freshman year of college. It was a one-day retreat in
the Cuyahoga Valley and it touched me in a way that no experience ever had
before. I felt grown up and young at the same time. Grown up because I was
sharing respect and love with men twice and three times my age, and young
because I realized I had so much life still to live.
I was touched when a man I didn’t know that well came up to me, gave me his
business card and said “if you ever need to talk to someone, feel free to give
me a call. I know that young men can get very angry and they just need someone
to talk to who will take them seriously.” How different would the world be if
all young men and women had elders, not just their parents, who were sincerely
concerned about their well being? For me, I know that I’m never alone. I know
that there are men out there who are willing to share the wisdom of their life
with me while not discounting my own feelings.
If you feel that, like Isaiah says, we are “spending our money on what is
not bread; your wages for what fails to satisfy,” then consider the upcoming
Male Spirit retreat as one chance to find what will satisfy. Too often we get
caught up in the societal values of power and money, and our lives go by,
without being satisfied. This retreat is a chance to transform lives.
I ask the men of the Community to consider this retreat as an opportunity to
take a step that hasn’t been taken. I ask the women of the Community to pray
for us, that we men be willing to take a risk and move outside of our comfort
zone. Together, we can feed the 5000. Make a difference in the lives of 5 people
close to you and watch as they in turn make a difference in 5 people’s lives.
Recognize the power of Christ in you and don’t be afraid to embrace it.
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Stopping Fear
by Mike Graham
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(Mike is a member of the Community of St. Malachi. Mike
presented the following as a Communion reflection.)
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Good Morning!!!
My Name is Mike Graham and I am a member of the Community. Originally
on Father’s day I was supposed to do a Communion Reflection. But it was
postponed. It was to tie in the readings of the day and invite the men of the
community to a Male Spirit Men’s Retreat being held Oct. 21 – 23 at the St.
Joseph Christian Life Center. The retreat is sponsored by the Parish and the
Community of St. Malachi. Retreat leader is Brother Joe Kilikevice, O.P.
a Dominican Friar out of Chicago.
The readings for the day dealt with Fear, which was great
because during our planning for the retreat I was amazed at the community
members who were afraid no one would come. This is based on past retreats that
were planned for the men and women of St. Malachi that had to be canceled. That
is why I was to talk about this retreat in June for October.
At the March Community Council meeting, Fr. Tony expressed three times
“We need this retreat for the men of the parish and community.”
July 10th I was again supposed to do the communion reflection. Again
it was postponed.
That Sunday also had great readings that dealt with replenishing the soil. We
here at St.Malachi give, we do and we sometimes go empty. We need to be
replenished like the soil so we can give, do and keep growing. So again The
Male Spirit Retreat October 21 – 23 is a great way to replenish. I went 8
years ago to a Male Spirit Retreat. I now go every year in January to this
retreat held in Chicago. It has strengthened my marriage, made me a better
father, better husband, employer, friend and a better spiritual man.
The communion reflection was again rescheduled for July 17th, which is today,
and I am glad to say it has not been postponed. Our gospel reading today deals
with wheat living among weeds. Or as I like to look at it, people walking around
as sticks instead of bundles. Because men tend to walk alone they are more
easily broken by the dark side or weeds that surround us. But when people gather
in groups or bundles it becomes harder for the dark side to break them.
Fr. Jim and Fr. Tony share stories sometimes in their homilies that
comes from their hearts. They really touch us and feed us. I wish to share a few
of my own with you now.
One and a half years ago I wrote a story in Communio about listening
to God and preventing one of my customers from committing suicide. Some of
you may remember that story.
Last Friday I had lunch with a man who shared with me that when he was 16
years old his 21-year-old brother who had every thing to live for committed
suicide. Now at 55 his best friend has committed suicide.
Two months ago I attended the wake and funeral of a 22-year-old man who had
committed suicide. A year ago I sat and listened to a father who told me how he
had literally almost killed his teenage son the night before. I told him “I
will neither judge you nor condemn you. I am here to listen to you and love you
as a brother.”
Men tend to isolate and there are too many men out there isolated and walking
around as sticks. Sticks get broken very easily. There are not enough bundles
out there -
bundles of men sharing and growing with other men.
So I ask the men of the , young and old, gay or straight, single or married
to consider coming on the retreat. Our Caravan a Gathering of Men.
There will be men of the community at the doors passing out flyers. Please take
one and think about coming.
Don’t let fear stop you from coming. Stop walking through life alone.
Come and be replenished.
P.S. Will the grandmothers, mothers, sisters, wives, daughters, partners and
friends pray for and encourage the men to answer the call and come.
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See, I Am Doing Something New
by Rev. Bryan N. Massingale
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(The following is from a talk given at the recent 20th Annual
Spring Assembly of Priests of the Archdiocese of Milwaukee. It has been shared
with us by Fr. Paul Hritz, Community of St. Malachi pastor emeritus, with the
comment: “Excellent for Communio.” Fr. Hritz obtained permission to
reprint the following. Thanks to Mary Englert for typing this up.)
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Bishop Richard Sklba has just given us a masterful description of the
prophetic vocation as it is found in the Scriptures. I would summarize his
insights with the following description:
The prophet is both a keen observer of the “signs of the time” and
acutely attuned with the heart of God. Out of these deep sensitivities, the
prophet speaks truth…truth that is often uncomfortable and unwelcome, yet
always essential and life giving. My task is to ponder the significance of this
insight, for us as priests here and now. Our question is:
What does it mean to exercise a prophetic vocation in the Church in a time of
transition? What I offer is simply one perspective, one attempt at prophetic
listening to the voice of the presbyterate, and one effort at articulating what
the Spirit might be saying to and among us today.
The prophet’s role, Walter Breggemann argues, is to propose
alternative visions and possibilities than those that are officially endorsed.
He states that the biblical prophets have a twofold task: first, in light of God’s
word, to express the people’s deepest hopes and lead them to embrace God’s
promise of new life. Isaiah’s words have haunted my prayer for the past year,
and now echo within me as a summary of this dual vocation: “See, I am doing
something NEW.” Thus I believe that the prophetic vocation is first, to help
the faith community to embrace a loss it does not want to admit, and then to
proclaim to the people a hope that they cannot dare to imagine.
Part One: “I have heard the groans of my people…” (Exodus 3:7)
The prophetic vocation begins with listening to the community’s groans and
giving them voice. A “groan” is different from a mere complaint or gripe. By
definition, a groan is inarticulate. It is a cry of deep distress or pain that
does not always reveal its source or cause. The prophetic consciousness is
peculiarly sensitive to “groans” – the inarticulate cries of a people’s
distress – because such groans are the initial and indisputable signs, which
announce, “all is not well! Something is terribly wrong! This is not how God
wants things to be!”
As I listened to the groans of this presbyterate, it dawned on me that our
cries have a context and a catalyst, namely, the events of the spring and summer
of 2002. That was two years ago, but in some ways it seems like only yesterday.
Remember how it was?
Recall the incessant headlines and shocking new stories of scandal, abuse,
and cover-up; the nightly jokes about priests and the Church by David
Letterman and Jay Leno; the heartbreaking allegations and revelations
about those who were and are still dear friends and colleagues; the anxiety of
seminarians who didn’t know whether to loyally defend the Church or hastily
leave the seminary.
…I recall these events because we seldom have spoken publicly about what I
consider to be this presbyterate’s most difficult yet finest hour. We have
lived an “adventure in fidelity.” We have been faithful and we are still
faithful. We are still here. The Church is still here.
But there is pain and distress among us. There are groans that indicate “All
is not Well.” There are groans among the priests, groans among the bishops,
and groans among the laity. First there are the groans of the priests:
We are older, grayer and fewer. We are being stretched ever more thinly, to
the point of breaking. We seriously wonder how much more we can do and how much
more can be expected of us. We worry that the priesthood is on the brink of a
demographic collapse…
Not only are priests older, grayer and fewer, we also seem to be sicker. I am
deeply concerned about the number I know, men that I dearly love and respect,
who are on anti-depressants in order to cope with the challenges of this time.
Many of us are doing all we can – and more than we should – to manage a
priest shortage that we didn’t create (and many believe doesn’t have to be).
Many are in therapy and counseling, at times at their own expense, in an attempt
to cope with the difficulties of this time in the Church. Commitment and
dedication should not result in sickness. Hence, another groan that says, “Something
is terribly wrong!”
There is among us a pervasive sense of frustration with the Church’s
leadership in general and with its bishops in particular. This frustration has
many causes: a feeling of having been “sold out” in Dallas; a fear of unjust
accusations and an anxiety about due process; anger because of an official
unwillingness to even discuss alternative ways of dealing with the priest
shortage; dismay at having to implement changing liturgical practices that
conflict with our pastoral expertise and considered reflection; and underneath
it all, a groan – a desire – for more mature understanding that obedience is
not passive docility, but respectful collaboration with ecclesiastical
authorities that stems from our common love of and concern for the Church.
Deeper still, from some there are groans that convey a sense of betrayal, as
the Church increasingly seems to be in retreat from the vision of Vatican II.
How often have we priests heard, or said, or felt: “This is not what I gave my
life to.” “This is not what I fought for.” “I feel like they’re
telling me that everything I learned, everything I did, and even the way I
prayed…was wrong.”
Perhaps this is the deepest, yet most unarticulated groan (and I struggle
with how best to express it, and the wisdom of bringing it up): a desire for an
honest discussion of the human sexuality of priests. By “honest” I mean a
discussion that moves beyond the mere repetition of phrase, “chaste celibacy,”
as if the invocation of that mantra can resolve the serious issues that face us
existentially. Please do not misunderstand me. I am not against “chaste
celibacy” or “deliberate chastity.” But these phrases become pious
clichés when their use evades, hides or avoids the complex and sometimes messy
realities of human sexuality. Spiritual piety is no substitute for sexual
honesty.
…I concluded by noting that women Religious have much wisdom to offer us
men on this issue. They seem to understand better than we do that sexuality
encompasses much more than what we do with our genitals, and thus celibacy
entails far more than keeping your pants buttoned, zippers zipped, and hands
above the waist.
Secondly, there are groans among bishops.
I know that for some time it has become a favorite pastime to beat up the
bishops. But bishops are also members of the presbyterate…As a humorous
example, consider the plight of the poor bishop who now must inform his priests
that the precious ceramic chalices given to them by their parents at ordination,
and the $2,500 set of crystal wine decanters and goblets purchased by the
parish, are now proscribed as “grave liturgical abuses.”
More seriously, I hear groans as I listen to some bishops. Many of these
cries are similar to those I have already articulated. For example, many bishops
fear that they are becoming little more than “liturgical police” enforcing
laws that they did not write, were not consulted about, and really do not agree
with. These groans announce: “All is not well.”
But the bishops’ groans are exacerbated by the fact that they have to
juggle and mediate what Chester Gilles calls four “cultures,” i.e.,
worldviews that are not only different, but divergent, contradictory, and to
some extent irreconcilable. They are: 1. The clerical culture (which is why some
bishops inwardly balk at spending precious capital engaging their priests in
liturgical battles they really don’t see as that important); 2. The Episcopal
culture (one the bishops share with some that they do not know or even trust);
3. The Vatican culture (a culture for which the bishops profess deep loyalty,
yet one that does not always treat them with affirmation and respect); and 4. An
American culture that prizes democracy, open debate and rational argumentation
in a Church, which is monarchical, places a premium on discretion and demands
that things be taken on faith. As an example, the tension of mediating these
various cultures becomes evident as one witnesses the bishops wrestling with the
dilemmas of being pastorally responsive to both the victims and perpetrators of
clerical sexual abuse in the context of an American adversarial legal system.
Gracefully juggling the competing and conflicting demands of these cultures
requires more skill and wisdom than most human beings can be expected to
possess. The bishops, too, groan inarticulately that “Something is not right.”
The Laity also groan:
There are groans: for relevant homilies that speak to the unexpressed
yearnings of their spirit; for a real voice within the Church and genuinely
collaborative relationships with priests and bishops; for voices that speak
courageously about the real “axis of evil” in the world (not Iraq, Iran and
North Korea, but the unholy trinity of racism, poverty and war); for an honest
account of the relevance of faith in a world of military consumerism (e.g. ,
what does it mean to be a person of faith while living on an island of affluence
surrounded by an ocean of misery?) The deep groans of the laity also announce
“All is not well in the Church.”
All of these groans the prophet listens to, these inarticulate cries of
distress, and arrives at an obvious yet too often avoided conclusion: Things are
coming to an end. For the prophet this conclusion soon becomes a judgment: These
things must end! The prophet, in fact, dares to proclaim that God is bringing
these things to an end, for our collective groans are indisputable evidence that
the current state of the Church is not the will of God. The collapse of what was
deemed sacred, the prophet declares, is a demise brought about by none other
than God.
Things are ending. That statement expresses the stark reality, which is often
masked by the word “transition.” To put it bluntly, a particular way of
being Church is dying. The decline of the all-male, mostly celibate priesthood
is but the most obvious symptom of this dying. The transition in which we find
ourselves is irreversible; our groans point to a larger picture of seismic
shifts and epochal changes occurring in the Church and Western society. Richard
Schoenherr lists them thus: “1. A shift from dogmatism to pluralism in
worldview; 2. The change from a transcendentalist to a personalist construction
of human sexuality; 3. A shift from a Eurocentric to a truly global Church; 4.
The shift from male superiority to female equality; 5. A decline in clerical
control and increase in lay participation; and 6. The decline in sacramentalism
and rise in Bible-based worship, even in the Catholic Church.”
Each of these shifts taken singly is a major development. But occurring
simultaneously and taken together, they become momentous. They are unleashing an
unstoppable wave of seismic changes that will take priesthood and the Church (in
other words, us) to places unknown – and for that reason, scary and
terrifying.
Things are changing. And the prophet dares to proclaim that this demise is
aided and abetted by God’s own self.
Part Two: “I am doing something NEW…”
Recall, however, that the prophets not only announce to the people an end
that the community cannot admit, they also proclaim a hope that the people can
hardly believe. There are two dangers or temptations that arise in times of
transition. The first is nostalgia, which essentially is a state of denial. The
strategy of nostalgia denies that the loss has happened or is happening; with
increasing desperation it attempts to cling to a way of life and faith that are
no more. The second danger or temptation is that of despair, a stance that says
that faith is no longer possible in this new situation, that all is lost, that
no future possibilities are to be found here. Despair inevitably leads to
resignation, apathy and spiritual death. Both the strategy of nostalgia and the
stance of despair are present in the priesthood and Church today.
Against desperate denial and fatalistic despair, the prophet announces: “Look!
Pay attention! God is doing something NEW! Against both denial and despair, the
prophet announces hope, that is, the advent of a new future that is neither a
simple rearranging of the old furniture nor a continuation of former ways in
different configurations. As Jeremiah proclaims, God will make a new
covenant, but it will not be like that of old. Hope is the belief that things
can – and will – be radically other than how they are now. Hope is the
expectation of a new beginning that is as yet but dimly perceived. As Isaiah
declares, “Now it springs forth; do you not perceive it?”
Brueggemann maintains that among the ways that the prophets pierced the veil
of the community’s numbing despair and energized it with new hope was by
offering symbols and images that nourished an alternative vision. In that
spirit, I want to offer an image that speaks to me of hopeful endings and new
beginnings: the image of hospice. I want to suggest that prophetic ministry
today requires a “hospice” mind set and approach to priestly ministry. I
believe that priests today are called to be hospice ministers for the Church.
Hospices prepare people to face endings that are unthinkable yet inevitable…and
thus also prepare people for new beginnings that are unwanted yet full of life.
Hospices do not deny diminishment, death or loss. But they facilitate the choice
to live while dying, and focus on preparing for the new by letting go of the
old. So when one enters into a hospice, you become committed to the task of
living fully while dying. Such a decision is an act of faith in the
resurrection, which believes that one’s end is but the gateway to a more
glorious beginning.
I know that some will resist the image of a hospice for the Church today. It
is said that all theological reflection is to some extent autobiographical; thus
I suspect that my resonance with hospice imagery stems from the recent
experience of living through my mother’s dying. That experience makes me
sympathetic toward those who resist talk of hospice because my mother was a
champion resister. She was dying long before she would admit it. She was a
master of denial and bargaining, always looking for a second and third and
fourth opinion, a new drug regimen, a better oxygen system. She claimed she
listened to her doctors, but she heard only what she wanted. She actively and
ingeniously skirted any discussion of entering a hospice.
When I finally pushed the issue and pressed her as to why she would not go
into a home hospice program, she confessed, “If I do that, I feel that I’m
just giving up, and saying that God can’t work a miracle.” From some deep
place within, I spoke words I did not know I had, and answered, “Momma, I
still believe that God will work a miracle, though it probably will be one that
neither of us expects.”
God will work a miracle, but one that none of us can expect. That is the kind
of prophetic hope for the Church and priesthood that I am trying to express
through the image of “hospice.” For the hospice workers lovingly stood with
my mother and my family. With gentle firmness, they helped us to move beyond the
futility of clinging to life as we knew it, encouraged us to accept the
inevitability of loss, and enabled us to re-frame the dying process as an
experience of living fully in the present while not holding it too tightly. Once
my mother entered into hospice, she began to live more calmly and freely. She
spent her remaining energies engaging family and friends rather than denying and
fighting her death. She even got her nails and hair done! The hospice nurses,
aides, ministers and social workers helped my family to tell my mom goodbye
gracefully and lovingly. They enabled us to move into a new phase of life, one
without my mother. It was indeed a miracle, though not the one we had been
praying for.
God will work a miracle, but not the one we expect. I’m not entirely sure
what this means concretely for the Church. I don’t have a “hospice theology”
completely or fully developed. I take comfort in the fact that being prophetic
is more of a mindset and consciousness than a specific set of practices. But I
suspect that as hospice workers, we priests are to stand with the dying – that
is, with the Church and ourselves – in hope, solidarity and love in order to
help the Church and one another live fully while dying. For example, I remember
how a hospice nurse told us my mother would have some good days during her final
weeks, and that we should enjoy them to the fullest. Similarly, we priests can
and should celebrate the “good days” – that is, ordination, professions
and up-ticks in vocational recruitment – and do so without denying the
inevitable end. With a hospice mindset, we also can accompany the Church in bad
days, standing with it in radical, creative and critical fidelity, without
succumbing to powerless despair.
At the least, a hospice approach to priesthood means that we must help
facilitate honest conversations of sadness, hurt, anger and even rage, for these
are some of the inevitable and essential reactions to any transition or loss. A
hospice consciousness requires that we recognize that not everyone in the Church
will be on the same page in dealing with the stress of transition. All of the
stages of dying and grieving – denial, anger, bargaining, depression (and the
spiral back and forth among these states) – are to be expected both in
ourselves and our people.
A hospice understanding of prophetic priesthood requires the virtues of
patience and compassion; an ability to provide boundaries and guidance for
grieving communities; and a sense of laughter and humor in the face of the
unknown (i.e., what St. Thomas Aquinas might call gnome, that is, the
ability to reason well in the unfamiliar situation). Hospice priestly ministry
demands a new appreciation for the traditional of epikeia (which loosely means
“Don’t let laws and rules get in the way of life.”) Ministering to a
Church in hospice also requires deep prayer, that is, a contemplative stance of
surrender to what we do not fully understand and yet intuitively sense is worthy
of trust.
“Hospice” as a mindset or consciousness frees us from the pressure of
frantically trying to preserve the status quo at all costs. For hospice accepts
the reality of death. And yet a hospice stance is full of hope. The denial of
death is the denial of hope. Those who cannot accept the mortality of a
particular understanding of Church also cannot embrace the promise of a new
beginning.
For I believe that a new Church is coming. It will be browner and poorer,
more sensuous and feminine, less clerical and more collegial, less concerned
about charity and more conscious of justice and more multilingual and
polycentric than the one we know now. The Church will better reflect the
diversity of God’s Trinitarian life. It will be a new Church … yet it can
only come with the passing of this one. I dare to suggest that it is our task to
facilitate the present Church’s passing in order to assist in the birthing of
the new. Paradoxically, hospice workers are also the midwives of new life.
“See, I am doing something NEW.” This passage gives us a key for
discerning the prophetic voice. The prophet stands against both nostalgia and
despair. Any voices that say, “All we have to do is go back to…” or, “If
only we were more faithful, loyal, prayerful and obedient, then nothing would
change…” or, “There isn’t a priest shortage, just a temporary
mal-distribution,” or, “Let’s just put all the events of the past two
years behind us and move on.” – These are not prophetic voices, but
discourses of nostalgia and denial.
But in the same way, those voices that say, “It’s all over. Priesthood is
dead. The Church is finished. Get out while you still can.” These also are not
prophetic voices, but those of despair. Contrary to both denial and despair, the
prophet proclaims in the name of the Lord, “See, I am doing something NEW.”
Prophetic voices express that hope which we articulate in our funeral liturgy:
“Lord, for your faithful people, life is changed, not ended.” Priestly
ministry, ministerial service, the Church’s life – these are not over …..
but they are not, will not and cannot be the same. The image of hospice helps us
to live peacefully in the graced promise of the new, even as we grieve the
demise of the old.
The prophetic vocation is to help the community to accept a loss they cannot
admit and to embrace a hope they cannot dare to believe. Prophets do this by
attending to the present groans of the people and positing an alternative future
vision. This, I believe, is the essence of being a spiritual leader in the
Church during this time of transition.
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Together Forever – A Vision of Eternity
by Fran De Chant
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(Fran is a member of the Community of St. Malachi.)
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“So Many people imagine that death cruelly separates us from our loved
ones. Even pious people are lead to believe this great and sad mistake. When our
loved ones die, they do not leave us. They remain. They do not go to some dark
and distant place. They simply begin their eternity. We do not see them because
we are still in the darkness of the world. But their spiritual eyes, filled with
the light of Heaven, are always watching us as they wait for the day when we
shall share their perfect joy.
We are all born for Heaven and one by one we end this life of tears to begin
our life in endless happiness. I have often reflected upon this beautiful truth
and found it the greatest and surest comfort in time of mourning. A firm faith
in the real and continual presence of our loved ones has brought the conviction
and consolation that death has not destroyed them, nor carried them away.
Rather, it has given them life! A life with power to know fully and to love
perfectly. With this new life and new power, our loved ones are always present
to us, knowing and loving us more than ever before.
The tears that dampen our eyes in times of mourning are tears of
homesickness, tears of longing for our loved ones. But it is we who are away
from home, not they. Death has been for them a doorway to an eternal home. And
only because this heavenly home is invisible to our worldly eyes, we cannot see
them so near us. Yet, they are with us, lovingly and tenderly waiting for the
day when we, too, will enter the doorway of our eternal home.
No, death is not a separation. It is a preparation for eternal union with
those we love, in the peace and joy of Heaven.”
These words are the farewell message written by my friend and longtime
correspondent on April 19, 2005, the day before his execution on April 20, 2005.
Eight years of imprisonment on Death Row in the State of Texas became a time for
this humble man to find a deep, trusting relationship with his God. Out of
faith-filled reflection he was able to express a wonderful vision of our
connectedness with one another, his belief in bonds that death does not weaken
and can never sever.
Doug Roberts concluded with these words he wrote to his cousin, “On
the morrow, I will make this journey and hope that one day, you’ll meet me
there and give me a big hug.”
I obtained permission from Lorna Deddenhoeffer to reprint her cousin
Doug’s final letter to her. She wants the world to share in this beautiful,
consoling message. She sends it especially to all newly bereaved and to everyone
who remembers and misses someone they love who went on ahead.
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Malachi, we join together for many worthwhile activities. All are welcome to
worship at the 11 a.m. Community liturgy on Sunday. Community members are
expected to actively contribute of their time, talent and treasure.
Communio is a monthly publication of the Communications Committee of the
Community of St. Malachi. Deadline is the second Sunday before publication. You
ease our task by submitting materials by E-Mail or on disk. All viewpoints of
interest to our Community in the context of our journey of faith are welcome
here. Viewpoints are those of the writers and not necessarily the teachings of
the Roman Catholic Church.
For e-mail delivery of Communio or Newsletter through CSM’s E-Subscription service, write
dasas@nccw.net
© 2005 Community of St. Malachi. Reprinting of articles originating in Communio
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Newsletter: Mary Englert
216-228-8417,
fax 216-861-5340,
14921 Lake Ave # 10, Lakewood 44107.
E-mail mtenglert@juno.com
Communio
Chief Editor: Joe Pulizzi
216-941-5054
E-mail joe_pulizzi@yahoo.com
Asst.
Editor: Stephanie Riccobene
E-mail riccobene @ aol.com
Volunteers to collate and staple:
Nadge Herceg 440-930-2781
Volunteers to hand out after Mass:
Patrick Hornung 216–221–2949
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Copying and attachments: Kimberly Kramer, Ellen McIntyre and
Carol Lavelle
216-781-3110
St. Malachi Web Site: Mike May
Email stmalachiweb@catholic.org
Prayer Request: If you have a prayer request, please contact Carol Lavelle
216-781-3110
To receive CSM e-mail prayer alerts, contact Dolores Sullin through the
rectory.
The Communications Committee Chairperson
is Jim Connell.
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