A New Apostolic House

A New Apostolic House

A few months ago the Sisters of the Apostles of the Interior Life established a new apostolic house in Rome, Italy. For years the women in formation and the older Sisters, dedicated specifically to the apostolate, were living side by side in two apartments hidden within the “Eternal City”. The amount of space had become limited with the increase in Vocations and time was ripe for an opening of a new apostolic house. Within a short month the walls had a fresh coat of paint, curtains were put up, the Sisters moved in, and the furniture was in place. All of these preparations took place in order to make the house more welcoming and homey where the Sisters could live their community life.   It is interesting to note that this house, like the houses the community...

A Love that saves us from our indifference

A Love that saves us from our indifference

Giuseppe fixes his gaze towards me, his eyes revealing both confusion and sadness. “My grandpa died last month, and my mom has been depressed ever since. How can you believe in God when there is this kind of suffering?”   I wasn’t planning on talking about Daniela that day, but in the end I couldn’t think of a better witness of true joy and the meaning of life to share with these high school students. “You know that one of the happiest and most fulfilled persons I have ever met was a young woman terminally ill with cancer?”   As I began to describe the smile, the joy, and the beauty of my classmate, who passed away when she was just 34 years old, I could see that some of the students in the classroom were becoming teary-eyed. “I don’t have easy answers for you....

Anonymous Christian?

Anonymous Christian?

This Summer I had to take a train. It was only an hour of travel time and I was already primed to enter into the bliss of anonymity! The white noise of the train on its tracks, the muffled voices of fellow travelers – everything blended into the background as I stealthily armed myself with earphones and a selection of music – the real life equivalent of an invisibility cloak! The first part of my mission was to scout out a seat. As I made my way down the carriage I soon realized that finding a solitary spot was not looking very promising, nonetheless, I was armed with my weapons of anonymity – and not afraid to use them! Caught unawares, a young man, possibly a college student, locked eyes with mine, and motioned that the seat beside him was free. I began to...

Go out into the world!

Go out into the world!

Carriage 5, seats 13a and 13b … c’mon, let’s get on…” says my sister Loredana. A robust young man, seeing our diminutive statures beside our luggage, offers to help carry our bags. We go to our seats and before we can sit down an old but spritely man, exhorts us: “I’m glad you got number 13 and not me…I’m sorry to say, but I’m very superstitious!” We take this opportunity to engage him further in conversation as is our habit when traveling on public transportation! I’ve always been struck by the missionary mandate in Mark’s Gospel: “Go out in all the world and preach the Gospel to every creature…” (Mk16,15). Jesus expressly says to take the good news to every creature. When I look around me this phrase always comes to mind. Jesus doesn’t simply tell us to...

Preach the Gospel and if necessary use words…

It was midday, around 7 or 8 years ago … Usually, after our classes at the Lateran university, my confreres and I would drive home. Not that day. With my backpack over my shoulder, I headed towards the subway station. An escalator leads down to the platform where other people are standing around. I sit down on the bench and wait… A teenage boy, around 17 or 18 years of age approaches me and asks: “do you know which stop is closest to the Milvian Bridge?” I respond: “Yes, get off a Flaminio Square, take the tram, and then get off… wait, it’s much easier if you just come with me, I’m going that way anyway!” The young man seems happy with this solution: “Great, let’s go together, thanks!” “What’s your name?” I enquire. “Michael.” “It’s a pleasure...