Friday, July 17, 2009

Rev Kev and Old College in the News


Seminarians learn and discern as college undergraduates

By Jordan Gamble
Catholic News Service

WASHINGTON (CNS) -- Kevin Wack has a pilot's license and even started college as an aerospace engineering major, but he will not be flying planes for a living after he graduates from the University of Notre Dame next spring. Instead, he plans to become a priest.

Although he has considered other paths -- pilot, husband -- Wack said the priesthood has been popping up since childhood family gatherings with his two uncles, both priests in the Congregation of Holy Cross.

"Priests were always very normal people to me. They were and still are the two happiest people I know. As a young kid, 8 years old, I was really drawn to that happiness," Wack said in a phone interview with Catholic News Service.

As a senior in high school, Wack was serious enough about the priesthood to apply to Old College, an undergraduate seminary at Notre Dame. The three-year program is a precursor to the Congregation of Holy Cross' Moreau Seminary, also located on Notre Dame's campus in South Bend, Ind.

Old College is an example of a collaborative college seminary. Unlike stand-alone seminary colleges, collaborative programs are attached to accredited colleges or universities.

"We find it a great asset to be able to be here on campus," said Holy Cross Father Kevin Russeau, director of Old College and himself an alum of the program, in a phone interview.

The "Old Collegians" live in their own residence hall, a tiny, 166-year-old brick building that survives from the university's founding. Father Russeau said its number of occupants has fluctuated in the last decade: from 18 in 1999, down to four in 2006, and up to a crowded 22 this fall.

Though Old College residents form a tight community, they are not tucked away from the rest of campus. From taking classes with other undergraduates to joining extracurricular activities, Old College students can and do participate in college life.

"We have some that are on a club-level baseball team, others in the marching band, others working in campus ministry. They do a variety of things typical to college students," said Holy Cross Father Ed Obermiller, vocations director for his congregation's Indiana province.

"Unlike their peers, however, they tend to go to bed a little earlier because they are up at 7 a.m. for a half-hour of meditation," he said.

Another thing that sets Old College apart is its meticulous application process, including interviews with current Holy Cross priests and a screening by a psychologist. Joining Old College also depends on acceptance into either Notre Dame or the nearby Holy Cross College, but that decision is up to each school's admissions committee.

Old College has a more diverse curriculum than some college seminaries because of the Holy Cross focus on teaching.

"Because we are a teaching community, we do not wish to require that all seminarians major in philosophy. We want them to discover their passions and perhaps find the field they might pursue a Ph.D. in and teach at one of our institutions," said Father Russeau in an e-mail to CNS.

An additional concentration is not required, he explained, but the formation staff encourage the students to study their interests so long as they also complete 18 credit hours in philosophy and 12 in theology, prerequisites for the master of divinity program at Moreau Seminary. Typically, 30 philosophy and 12 theology credit hours are required to apply to a major seminary, a standard set by the U.S. Conference of Catholic Bishops in the Program for Priestly Formation.

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While Old College prepares men for living in the Holy Cross community, the pretheologate's purpose is more exploratory. This is because Franciscan University's program fulfills the academic prerequisites for many major seminaries but is not tailored for a specific diocese or religious order. Pretheologate graduates go on to diocesan and religious seminaries across the nation and world.

When interviewed in June, Scanlan was just days away from starting the next stage of his priestly formation at the Pontifical North American College in Rome. In a few years he will be a priest in his home Diocese of Venice, Fla.

In Indiana, Wack was spending the summer as a counselor for a high school conference at Notre Dame. Fittingly, his job was to lead a group of teenagers in discussions about their own calls to vocation.

After three years of living in Old College, Wack will move into Moreau Seminary this fall, where he will combine finishing up his undergraduate degree in theology with his novitiate year for Holy Cross. Five years from now, he will be ordained a priest, like the uncles who inspired him as an 8-year-old.

"Other kids might see a shiny firetruck in their future, but I saw the priesthood," he said. "There's some sort of this draw, this silent desire, that says maybe this life is for you."

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Thursday, July 16, 2009

From Siberia...

I'm in Achinsk. It is much harder for me to use the Internet here, so I may not be posting anything for the next 2 1/2 weeks. Please don't worry if you don't hear from me. And know I pray for all of you!
in His Fiat and Love, always...
mary
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Monday, July 13, 2009

Power to the People!

Every single of one of us has probably wanted to do this at some time. I know that my most recent company of scorn is Verizon Wireless. Now that the people are empowered by the internet, I bet companies will become more customer service oriented. Click the headline for the full story.

Sunday, July 12, 2009

Click here for more information on the Women's Care Center in Columbus, Ohio

I finally found the Women's Care Center Foundation's website. There is a document posted there all about Columbus. The headline links to the document. This link links to the general website.

From Siberia...

Well, I arrived in Siberia safely. This will be short -just a little 'shout out.' Sorry for any typos... its late and I have to go sleep.

It is amazing to me how God connects people with His Own purposes in mind. The airport in Moscow is really confusing. All international flights come into one airport and all domestic flights are from another one about 10-15 minutes away. The transit is very confusing -and as I was figuring it all out a Lebonese man came up to me and asked for help in English. Since he did not know Russian he was totally lost and I was happy to help him. I am always really leary of men in airports, but as I listened to him I was amazed to find out that he was Catholic. We had a great conversation in the end about Lebonese saints, his moral problems with living in San Francisco and many other topics. He runs a tv station that often travels to third world countries for interviews. Anyway, it was one of those 'God set-ups' you never quite expect.

I was happily surprised the past few days here in Russia. Something really amazing has happened to the people... they are really nice and helpful. From the police in the airport to people in the stores, I've been happily surprised at how kind they have been... this is definately a change for the better. For example, police people used to be cold (at best) to foreigners. Well, about an hour before my flight from Moscow to Krasnojarsk I was so thirsty -but I had no Russian money to buy water and it was 12:30am (so nothing was open). I found a money changing machine, and I decided to use it. Well, it ate my money. I asked a police lady nearby what I should do and she was so kind. She called the bank for me (even though it was the middle of the night) and sort of yelled at them and told them they had to send someone immediately to give my back my money. I told her that I could not wait, because we were already supposed to board the plane. She said that she would wait for them to come and get my money for me and meet me when I come through the airport again on my way home next month. I told her that I have a very short connection and won't have time to search her out -and she offered to take a bus to the other airport where I will be flying out of and meet me on my plane with my money. Now, that is NICE! I told her if something happens not to worry -she can keep it. But she gave me her phone number and told me she would try. I was amazed.

For now I've been in Krasnoyarsk with the Sisters of St. Charles Barromeo. I leave Tuesday for Achinsk where I will stay with Sr. Tatiana and the Adoratorki sisters. It has been providencial to be here the past few days -God has arranged many important meetings with people. As always, His grace works best when we live on trust.

Life is especially hard here in Siberia for missionary sisters. Their poor communities in Poland do not have money to send them (for rent, food, gas, life...) The priests at least get some money from the parish and if they go home they can give retreats (and collect donations) and they also get Mass intentions from Rome. But the sisters have no financial security. These sisters here said that last month their community in Irkutsk had to go beg and borrow money from the Bishop just for money for food. Its hard enough for missionaries to give so much physically and spiritually to mission lands -but to have no means of financial support is an overwhelming burden for many of them. These sisters work a lot with handicapped children (their spirituality is 'mercy'). Last month they took 10 physically and mentally handicapped children (5 with autism) on a retreat for a week! Sister Francesca (the superior now) wants to open a home here for these children -somewhere they can come during the day and be cared for by young people (and lonely babushkas) from the parish. This is a way they help the families of these children, who often are very overwhelmed by 24 hour care. She even received permission to do it ... if she found the money. $100,000 is not easy to find anywhere, let alone in Siberia. This is just one example of the needs here. I keep telling them, if God wants it then the money will come. But maybe you all can say an extra prayer for them.

Lastly, a few pictures. The sisters took me last night to visit one of the parishoner's summer garden houses. In Russia, everyone in the city has a piece of land in the country where they farm -and they live off that food all year long. Here we are eating strawberries:

um... I guess in the end it was not short. :)

Friday, July 10, 2009

I need Grand Rapids, Michigan connections! Who can help me?

There is a strange phenomenon occurring with the Holy Cross College website. Its baffling me and troubling me. Click on the headline to read more about it. And please send it along to anyone you know in Grand Rapids who might be able to give me some insights into this. Many thanks!

A Little Piece of our Family History

Weather ball red, warmer weather ahead
Weather ball blue, colder weather in view
Weather ball green, no change foreseen
Colors blinking bright, rain or snow in sight.

Click the headline for a story about the Grand Rapids Weather Ball.

Thursday, July 09, 2009

I'm off to Russia (Siberia)...

I'll be back in Poland on August 4th (great date, eh, Mom and Dad?) Please pray for me the next few days that all the visa and travel things go smoothly.
I'll try to be in touch!
+ Mary
fiat.

Wednesday, July 08, 2009

If I lived in North Carolina, this is definitely where I would buy my furniture

Monday, July 06, 2009

The Women's Care Center comes to Columbus, OH!



Don't quote me on this because I might have a detail or two wrong, but Frank Eck was one of the largest donors in Notre Dame history. When he passed, he or his estate apparently left some money to the Women's Care Center so that they could open a center in Columbus, Ohio, his hometown. Anyway, the center has opened and it's a great new home that's going to do a lot of good for women who experience crisis pregnancies.

Mike's new job

Note: This is Mike's public announcement of his new job. - BK

Hello Everyone,

As many of you already know, I have recently accepted a senior management position in Administration with Interlogic Outsourcing, Inc. (IOI) where I will be working in a variety of operational and management areas. IOI is a national provider of payroll and employer outsourcing services and you can view the website at www.ioipay.com. I am very excited to join the team at IOI and I have already started in my new position on Monday, June 29, 2009.

Below you will find all of my new contact information. Please update your contact books and feel free to contact me here any time. Thanks and have a great day.

Michael I. Kloska
Interlogic Outsourcing, Inc.
25325 Leer Drive
Post Office Box 2808
Elkhart, IN 46515
Office: (574) 262-2800
Fax: (574) 206-7223
website: www.ioipay.com

Sunday, July 05, 2009

Happy Birthday Dad!

We Love You!




Saturday, July 04, 2009

Happy Birthday BJ!



I know we don't usually post birthdays anymore... but I remembered BJ today and I knew he would appreciate a post. The bottom picture is one of my all-time favorites of him with Kathy and one of our foster babies. He was a good daddy from the get-go.



Love you and Happy Birthday!

Friday, July 03, 2009

John Henry Cardinal Newman to be Beatified!

Cardinal Newman has always been one of my favorite saints and among my greatest intellectual influences. Today it was announced that he shall be beatified! His book, "The Idea of a University" has given me much to think about regarding the nature and purpose of Catholic higher education today. Reading his "Apologia Pro Vita Sua" on an 80 hour Greyhound bus trip inflamed my passion for the life of the mind and motivated me to give my life over to Catholic education. It also elicited from me a strong interest in apologetics. His "Grammar of Assent," especially his concept of "the illative sense" has fascinated me since the spring of 1991 when I studied it as a seminarian at Notre Dame.
Very soon we'll all be able to say, "Blessed Cardinal Newman, Pray for Us!"

(Click the headline for more.)

Notre Dame 'Reunion' in France

I was blessed to be able to spend last weekend in the south of France at the ordination of some friends of mine from Notre Dame. As we gathered for this 'Notre Dame' picture, it was amazing to see all of the vocations that came out of such a small little prayer group during my time there. This, of course, is a very small portion of our 'friends' -but it was neat that at least this many were able to make the trip for Fr. Thomas (Derek) VanDaniker's and Fr. Michael (Tim) Monahan's ordinations. Sr. Laura and Sr. (Jenny) Mary Thomas were even given special permission to leave their Sisters of St. John cloister in Paris to drive down for the day. May this picture alone give you all hope for Notre Dame:

I purposely did not put names because spelling last names is not easy for me... but I'll try... Front row left to right: Rachel Richmand, Sr. Mary Thomas (Jenny Leary), me, Sr. Laura Yanikowski, Fr. Thomas (Derek) VanDaniker, Meghan (Monahan) Wurtz. Back row left to right: Bridget Monahan, Jack Monahan, Pat McIntyre, Fr. Steve Titus (diocese of Wyoming), Fr. Michael (Tim) Monahan, and Luigi Rao

Somehow Bob Monahan missed out on the picture -he is now Brother Gabriel Emmanuel with the Franciscan Friars of the renewal in New York (gray habit, long beard).



I also made a new special friend that weekend. Her name is Anastasia and she also has a severe nut allergy (as well as kiwi like me... kind of makes you wonder if there is a connection since we both have both). Luigi -her father -was a few years behind me at ND. He and his wife happened to have a conference in Italy the Friday before the ordination and so they were able to drive to Toulon with their three little children (Anastasia -5, Bernedette -3 and Cecilia -8 months) for the weekend. These children were a major grace and source of joy for me. When Anastasia found out that we had the same allergy, she clung onto me the rest of the weekend -always checking with me about what we could and could not eat. Her mom said it was very helpful for her to find someone else with the same 'sickness' -there was someone else to eat salomi sandwhiches with when everyone else ate the big meal (with nuts). Isn't she beautiful?

Thursday, July 02, 2009

Fun with Google Analytics

Two weeks ago, we started using Google Analytics for our blog. Since then, we've discovered that the top ten cities reading NaZdrowie are...

1. South Bend 348
2. Elkhart 96
3. Notre Dame 96
4. Indianapolis 72
5. Wroclaw (POL) 67
6. New York 44
7. Columbus, OH 33
8. Charleston, SC 28
9. Chicago 28
10. London 22

Other cool stats coming later.

If you are from one of these cities, why don't you leave a comment and say hello to us!

Tuesday, June 30, 2009

Everything you need to know about Twitter



Warning: the very end features a violent injury with graphic cartoon blood.

Thursday, June 25, 2009

Life in Manila -part 4 -the 'Bridge' and 'Boat' People

The last place of Apostolate in Manila that I want to show you guys are the families who live under the bridges and in boats. These homeless families are amazing in what they endure. I put an arrow here to show you what I meant by saying people live 'under the bridge. There are these few little tunnels under bridges and families live there. The Heart's Home missionaries climb in the tunnels to visit the people living there.



Others live on small boats docked in the very smelly and dirty Navotos River. Their lives are very difficult. For example, as Tomek was showing me pictures and telling me stories of the people we were going to visit, he told me one lady had two children who died. One of her children had fallen into the river from the hole in the bridge. The other was very little and eaten by rats. A very disturbing story and yet it shows the depths of what I'm trying to share with you. I do not tell you all this just to make you sad. I ask for prayers for the Heart's Home mission, in addition to all those living in such dire poverty in this world. If anyone wants to donate to their work (Tomek was never able to get enough sponsors for his mission-year, which means he might end up having to spend years working to pay his debt... silly that he has to 'pay' to do such heroic service), click on the headline and be sure to put Tomek Przybylo on the first line in the place for 'missionary's name' :









This is my last post on the Philippines. Sorry they were so long, but I thought it was worth making long with so many pictures -they show a sliver of what I experienced. And it really makes you appreciate all that we have in the US. No where is there poverty like this.
Now, may we all pray for those who work there.
bye. +

Wednesday, June 24, 2009

Life in Manila -part 3 -Apostolate to the poorest

The purpose of the Heart's Home missionaries is a unique one. They do not have a specific sort of ministry that they do amongst the poor. Instead, their purpose is simply to live among them and to love them -to be 'friends' to them, especially to the littlest ones they meet. I was really excited when I found out that they spend their Tuesday afternoons helping at one of Mother Teresa's sisters' children's homes. It is amazing how clean and well cared for the children are in the midst of such a difficult place. Yet no matter how much they try to give the children (most of whom are handicapped), there simply are not enough hands to hold and hug them the way a mother would. It broke my heart when I left several babies crying for me when I had to go at the end of our shift. They just wanted me to keep holding them.

Another day we visited families living near the fish port. They are all squatters living in make shift one room 'houses' made of spare boards and cardboard. When we arrived we found that a handicapped 17-year-old friend had died from sickness. After spending time with his family and helping to arrange a Mass, we continued to visit a young mother with her two boys. She brought her friend over to show us her 'very sick' 3-month-old. I've never seen a baby so malnourished -skin and bones. He was raging with a fever, was white (despite his parent's dark colored skin) and crying weaker than I've ever heard a baby cry. I told the two girls with me that he needed to get to a hospital quickly. The mother was a very good mother and told us that he had just been released from the hospital 4 days earlier, but she had no money for his medicine. (Looking at the child I have no idea why a doctor would have released him -it is impossible for a child to become as sick and malnourished as he was in only 4 days). They decided to tell her to wait for the night and the next day to send her to a friend nurse of theirs. My heart was broken when I learned the next day that the baby had died a few hours after we left. They did not believe me when I had said, "This baby will die tonight," -I could tell as we held him that his eyes were rolling back and he would periodically stop breathing. Anyway, it was such a tragedy. Then we went to check on an old women they knew -she was paralyzed in her cardboard box and had not eaten in weeks. She had gone to the bathroom all over herself. We changed and fed her and promised to contact Mother Teresa's 'Home for the Dying' asking them to come and get her. Everyday their missionary lives are filled with such intensive love.

Tomek told me that he is always finding a 'new bottom' of poverty in Manila. When we were visiting homeless families living in a box he said to me: "See that boy (their son)? You think he is really poor, yes? He's not... he at least has clothes. See that boy over there, he cannot even afford clothes (often you see naked children running around simply because they do not own any clothes). He is poorer. But do you think he is the poorest? No... look at that boy... he has no clothes and is covered with sores. At least that other boy is healthy..." You can continue the line of thinking... a naked paralyzed boy with sores is poorer than a naked boy with sores, and a naked paralyzed boy with sores who has a mom to care for him is not as poor as one who is alone... it is amazing to continually see the deeper, deeper poverty...

The most shocking place we visited was 'Smokey Mountain' -the nickname of Manila's trash dump. There is always trash and coal burning, which is why the pile of trash has that name. Hundreds of thousands of people live at the dump. Their 'work' is to look through trash to find recycable things. Their houses are built from trash. Their toys are from trash... etc... Most of the following pictures are from my visit to this dump, although a few are from the squatters at the fish port. Since I did not want to take many pictures while visiting people there, Tomek 'snuck' a few (I only knew he took the one with me in the boots, which we had to wear because the water, trash and mud was so deep) and the rest I borrowed from others. Unfortunately you won't get the whole picture, since pictures don't have smells. :)