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  • Jerry Lee
    +PAX Prayers, please, for the will of God in the US elections. Prayers of thanks for the St. Leo chapter. They have elected Fr. Robert Velten, OSB, one of
    Message 1 of 3 , Oct 29, 2004
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      Prayers, please, for the will of God in the US elections.

      Prayers of thanks for the St. Leo chapter. They have elected Fr. Robert Velten, OSB, one of their own monks, as administrator. Pray heartily for him and for his ministry to the Abbey. This is an important step forward for them, as they have had outside administrators for quite a few years now. I am reminded of the motto of their founder, Abbot Charles: "Floreat" which means, "may it flower or flourish" one might also say: "may it bloom!" AMEN!!

      Continued prayers for Dorothy, relapse and on a respirator again, and for Dan and Larry, caring for her. Prayers for Peg and all the Gawne family as they bury their Mom and grandmother. Elaine had a good report on her heart cath. Deo gratias! Prayers for Teresa, devastated from losing her job. May God provide richly for her! Prayers for John, deteriorating with cancer and now pneumonia. He is well prepared for death, but his wife, Evalyn, and family need prayers. God's will is best. All is mercy and grace. God is never absent. Alleluia! Thanks so much! JL

      February 28, June 29, October 29
      Chapter 22: How the Sisters Are to Sleep

      Let each one sleep in a separate bed.
      Let them receive bedding suitable to their manner of life,
      according to the Abbess's directions.
      If possible let all sleep in one place;
      but if the number does not allow this,
      let them take their rest by tens or twenties
      with the seniors who have charge of them.


      A candle shall be kept burning in the room until morning.


      Let them sleep clothed and girded with belts or cords --
      but not with their knives at their sides,
      lest they cut themselves in their sleep --
      and thus be always ready to rise without delay
      when the signal is given
      and hasten to be before one another at the Work of God,
      yet with all gravity and decorum.


      The younger shall not have beds next to one another,
      but among those of the older ones.


      When they rise for the Work of God
      let them gently encourage one another,
      that the drowsy may have no excuse.

      REFLECTION

      Hastening "yet will all gravity and decorum" has prompted many a
      community joke, many a wry comment as one ran most ungracefully,
      parts of the habit flapping wildly in the breeze, to whatever the
      bell was about to make one late for! St. Benedict far antedates the
      Three Stooges, but he still took precautions to ensure that we would
      not look EXACTLY like Moe, Larry and Curly when we went to choir or
      dinner! Admittedly, some of our human tendency still arises to give a
      partial glimpse of that comedic trio, but, as always, the picture is
      balanced!

      The idea of sexual temptations being thwarted by a lamp burning and
      fully clothed juniors interspersed among seniors is germane here,
      but there is also another very pragmatic rationale. First off, the
      young, even in monasteries, tend to giggle. No point in turning grand
      silence into a noisy slumber party!

      Even more importantly, the elderly may have problems during the night
      if their health is declining. Hale and hearty (and hopefully easily
      awakened!) juniors nearby promise them assistance, if needed.
      However, if you want a humorous take on the knives issue, it may have
      been to prevent mayhem and murder of the snorers, an idea which has
      doubtlessly occurred to many light sleepers!

      Of course, dormitory sleeping is a thing of the past in our Order
      today, but its nice to see the thoughtfulness behind its original
      expression in the Holy Rule. There's a bit of the "mother" in St.
      Benedict, going out of his way to mention a small detail like not
      sleeping with knives. It is worthy of note, however, that St.
      Benedict, as always is MODERATELY maternal, not neurotically so! He
      doesn't get all bent out of shape, but he cares greatly and deeply.

      One of the most beautiful images in this passage is the exhortation
      to "gently encourage one another" at the hour of rising. Remember
      that the strictest silence of all prevailed at this time. Now picture
      the monastics gently encouraging one another! With no words, there
      had to be a lot of touch, a lot of gentle smiles, a lot of warmth and
      care expressed NON-verbally.

      There is a particularly good suggestion for Oblates: practice showing
      non-verbal affection some time! Try to express your care, concern and
      camaraderie for those around you with smiles, winks, pats on the back
      and such. Not ALL the time, but hone this skill. A wordless message of
      praise or solidarity or love can be treasured by another, often much more
      than what we might have said.

      A very good idea of how loving a monastic is can be had by disturbing
      their silence (or sleep, I imagine!!) Is the reaction cross and
      withering? Watch out for that one! Is there a smile, even a warm one,
      a reaction of sweetness? Well, when silence is over, that is a
      monastic to whose words you may want to listen carefully.

      One species of Australian eucalyptus keeps the ground around itself
      clear by emitting a toxic substance that renders other growth
      impossible. Sad to say, but sometimes monastics in community (or in
      families, or in workplaces!) can engage in a very similar toxicity.
      There is a terrible facial message that says: "Don't even come near
      me- with anything at all!" We need to watch ourselves carefully for
      that one.

      Everyone has bad days, now and then. Good communities and good
      families know how to spot them in each other. If, however, those
      days get strung together for some time and fairly often, something is
      very, very wrong. Either the monastic doesn't belong in community or
      they do belong in treatment. The monastic life, in cloister or
      marketplace, is not the proper arena for eucalyptus toxicity!


      Love and prayers,
      Jerome, OSB
      http://www.stmarysmonastery.org
      jeromeleo@...
      Petersham, MA

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    • Jerry Lee
      +PAX I am sending this out the night before, as I have to leave early tomorrow to represent our monastery at the diocesan Eucharistic Congress in Worcester.
      Message 2 of 3 , Oct 28, 2005
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        I am sending this out the night before, as I have to leave early tomorrow to represent our monastery at the diocesan Eucharistic Congress in Worcester. Prayers, please, for the success of that day of prayer and graces for all involved, and for the diocese, Church and world! Prayers, too, for a priest whose cancer is spreading. Lord, help them as You know and will. God's will is best. All is mercy and grace. God is never absent, praise Him! Thanks so much. JL

        Any prayer requests coming in tonight and early tomorrow will go on Sunday's post.

        February 28, June 29, October 29
        Chapter 22: How the Sisters Are to Sleep

        Let each one sleep in a separate bed.
        Let them receive bedding suitable to their manner of life,
        according to the Abbess's directions.
        If possible let all sleep in one place;
        but if the number does not allow this,
        let them take their rest by tens or twenties
        with the seniors who have charge of them.


        A candle shall be kept burning in the room until morning.


        Let them sleep clothed and girded with belts or cords --
        but not with their knives at their sides,
        lest they cut themselves in their sleep --
        and thus be always ready to rise without delay
        when the signal is given
        and hasten to be before one another at the Work of God,
        yet with all gravity and decorum.


        The younger shall not have beds next to one another,
        but among those of the older ones.


        When they rise for the Work of God
        let them gently encourage one another,
        that the drowsy may have no excuse.

        REFLECTION

        Hastening "yet will all gravity and decorum" has prompted many a
        community joke, many a wry comment as one ran most ungracefully,
        parts of the habit flapping wildly in the breeze, to whatever the
        bell was about to make one late for! St. Benedict far antedates the
        Three Stooges, but he still took precautions to ensure that we would
        not look EXACTLY like Moe, Larry and Curly when we went to choir or
        dinner! Admittedly, some of our human tendency still arises to give a
        partial glimpse of that comedic trio, but, as always, the picture is
        balanced!

        The idea of sexual temptations being thwarted by a lamp burning and
        fully clothed juniors interspersed among seniors is germane here,
        but there is also another very pragmatic rationale. First off, the
        young, even in monasteries, tend to giggle. No point in turning grand
        silence into a noisy slumber party!

        Even more importantly, the elderly may have problems during the night
        if their health is declining. Hale and hearty (and hopefully easily
        awakened!) juniors nearby promise them assistance, if needed.
        However, if you want a humorous take on the knives issue, it may have
        been to prevent mayhem and murder of the snorers, an idea which has
        doubtlessly occurred to many light sleepers!

        Of course, dormitory sleeping is a thing of the past in our Order
        today, but its nice to see the thoughtfulness behind its original
        expression in the Holy Rule. There's a bit of the "mother" in St.
        Benedict, going out of his way to mention a small detail like not
        sleeping with knives. It is worthy of note, however, that St.
        Benedict, as always is MODERATELY maternal, not neurotically so! He
        doesn't get all bent out of shape, but he cares greatly and deeply.

        One of the most beautiful images in this passage is the exhortation
        to "gently encourage one another" at the hour of rising. Remember
        that the strictest silence of all prevailed at this time. Now picture
        the monastics gently encouraging one another! With no words, there
        had to be a lot of touch, a lot of gentle smiles, a lot of warmth and
        care expressed NON-verbally.

        There is a particularly good suggestion for Oblates: practice showing
        non-verbal affection some time! Try to express your care, concern and
        camaraderie for those around you with smiles, winks, pats on the back
        and such. Not ALL the time, but hone this skill. A wordless message of
        praise or solidarity or love can be treasured by another, often much more
        than what we might have said.

        A very good idea of how loving a monastic is can be had by disturbing
        their silence (or sleep, I imagine!!) Is the reaction cross and
        withering? Watch out for that one! Is there a smile, even a warm one,
        a reaction of sweetness? Well, when silence is over, that is a
        monastic to whose words you may want to listen carefully.

        One species of Australian eucalyptus keeps the ground around itself
        clear by emitting a toxic substance that renders other growth
        impossible. Sad to say, but sometimes monastics in community (or in
        families, or in workplaces!) can engage in a very similar toxicity.
        There is a terrible facial message that says: "Don't even come near
        me- with anything at all!" We need to watch ourselves carefully for
        that one.

        Everyone has bad days, now and then. Good communities and good
        families know how to spot them in each other. If, however, those
        days get strung together for some time and fairly often, something is
        very, very wrong. Either the monastic doesn't belong in community or
        they do belong in treatment. The monastic life, in cloister or
        marketplace, is not the proper arena for eucalyptus toxicity!


        Love and prayers,
        Jerome, OSB
        http://www.stmarysmonastery.org
        jeromeleo@...
        Petersham, MA

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      • Brjeromeleo@aol.com
        +PAX Prayers for our superior, Abbot Anselm, flying home tonight from the UK, for a safe and uneventful trip, and for me, driving to pick him up. Prayers for
        Message 3 of 3 , Oct 28, 2006
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          Prayers for our superior, Abbot Anselm, flying home tonight from the UK, for
          a safe and uneventful trip, and for me, driving to pick him up.

          Prayers for Anastasia, troubled teen we have prayed for in the past. She is
          doing quite well now, but she and her parents face some difficult decisions
          about her future and continued treatment. Prayers for Grand-Jean, 54, who has
          died of cancer, for his happy death and eternal rest and for all who mourn
          him. His family ( to which he tried to restore peace,) has a long history of
          serious discord, even threatening violence to his widow. Prayers for all in this
          very tense situation. Lord, help us all as You know and will. God's will is
          best. All is mercy and grace. God is never absent, praise Him! Thanks so
          much. JL

          February 28, June 29, October 29
          Chapter 22: How the Sisters Are to Sleep

          Let each one sleep in a separate bed.
          Let them receive bedding suitable to their manner of life,
          according to the Abbess's directions.
          If possible let all sleep in one place;
          but if the number does not allow this,
          let them take their rest by tens or twenties
          with the seniors who have charge of them.


          A candle shall be kept burning in the room until morning.


          Let them sleep clothed and girded with belts or cords --
          but not with their knives at their sides,
          lest they cut themselves in their sleep --
          and thus be always ready to rise without delay
          when the signal is given
          and hasten to be before one another at the Work of God,
          yet with all gravity and decorum.


          The younger shall not have beds next to one another,
          but among those of the older ones.


          When they rise for the Work of God
          let them gently encourage one another,
          that the drowsy may have no excuse.

          REFLECTION

          Hastening "yet will all gravity and decorum" has prompted many a
          community joke, many a wry comment as one ran most ungracefully,
          parts of the habit flapping wildly in the breeze, to whatever the
          bell was about to make one late for! St. Benedict far antedates the
          Three Stooges, but he still took precautions to ensure that we would
          not look EXACTLY like Moe, Larry and Curly when we went to choir or
          dinner! Admittedly, some of our human tendency still arises to give a
          partial glimpse of that comedic trio, but, as always, the picture is
          balanced!

          The idea of sexual temptations being thwarted by a lamp burning and
          fully clothed juniors interspersed among seniors is germane here,
          but there is also another very pragmatic rationale. First off, the
          young, even in monasteries, tend to giggle. No point in turning grand
          silence into a noisy slumber party!

          Even more importantly, the elderly may have problems during the night
          if their health is declining. Hale and hearty (and hopefully easily
          awakened!) juniors nearby promise them assistance, if needed.
          However, if you want a humorous take on the knives issue, it may have
          been to prevent mayhem and murder of the snorers, an idea which has
          doubtlessly occurred to many light sleepers!

          Of course, dormitory sleeping is a thing of the past in our Order
          today, but its nice to see the thoughtfulness behind its original
          expression in the Holy Rule. There's a bit of the "mother" in St.
          Benedict, going out of his way to mention a small detail like not
          sleeping with knives. It is worthy of note, however, that St.
          Benedict, as always is MODERATELY maternal, not neurotically so! He
          doesn't get all bent out of shape, but he cares greatly and deeply.

          One of the most beautiful images in this passage is the exhortation
          to "gently encourage one another" at the hour of rising. Remember
          that the strictest silence of all prevailed at this time. Now picture
          the monastics gently encouraging one another! With no words, there
          had to be a lot of touch, a lot of gentle smiles, a lot of warmth and
          care expressed NON-verbally.

          There is a particularly good suggestion for Oblates: practice showing
          non-verbal affection some time! Try to express your care, concern and
          camaraderie for those around you with smiles, winks, pats on the back
          and such. Not ALL the time, but hone this skill. A wordless message of
          praise or solidarity or love can be treasured by another, often much more
          than what we might have said.

          A very good idea of how loving a monastic is can be had by disturbing
          their silence (or sleep, I imagine!!) Is the reaction cross and
          withering? Watch out for that one! Is there a smile, even a warm one,
          a reaction of sweetness? Well, when silence is over, that is a
          monastic to whose words you may want to listen carefully.

          One species of Australian eucalyptus keeps the ground around itself
          clear by emitting a toxic substance that renders other growth
          impossible. Sad to say, but sometimes monastics in community (or in
          families, or in workplaces!) can engage in a very similar toxicity.
          There is a terrible facial message that says: "Don't even come near
          me- with anything at all!" We need to watch ourselves carefully for
          that one.

          Everyone has bad days, now and then. Good communities and good
          families know how to spot them in each other. If, however, those
          days get strung together for some time and fairly often, something is
          very, very wrong. Either the monastic doesn't belong in community or
          they do belong in treatment. The monastic life, in cloister or
          marketplace, is not the proper arena for eucalyptus toxicity!


          Love and prayers,
          Jerome, OSB
          _http://www.stmarysmonastery.org_ (http://www.stmarysmonastery.org/)
          Petersham, MA



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