"It was at this point that Bilbo stopped. Going on from there was the bravest thing he ever did. The tremendous things that happened afterwards were as nothing compared to it. He fought the real battle in the tunnel alone, before he ever saw the vast danger that lay in wait. At any rate after a short halt go on he did..."
Living with Christ, Water Journeys, and Enneagrams
In Canada January the 7th was the Memorial of St.
Andre Bessette. My family has a devotion to this great saint, and so I smuggled
in a Living with Christ daily missal booklet
from the church in order to have St. Andre’s updated Collect prayer on hand for
praying the Divine Office. Whoops. I should have just ripped out the page with the prayer.
What did bringing a Living
with Christ booklet into my home give me? Let’s take a look…
-An opening address by Gilles Mongreau, SJ. He
vaguely discusses light, while condemning those who “try to cling to old ways
of thinking, even going so far as to try to violently enforce the return of a ‘golden
age.’” I’m not sure who exactly this is referring to. Those violent traditional
Catholics? Or Muslims?
-Prayers of the Faithful, including decrying “the
abuse and misuse of the world’s resources,” asking for a “deep and mutual
respect for all faith traditions among all leaders and teachers,” and my
favourite, a prayer “for us, God’s priestly people gathered here, called to
bless the Lord.”
-Sunday theological reflections by inspired members
of the laity. They plead with us to consider the migrants among us, acknowledge
that God says yes to us, and remind us that Jesus “is the only member of the
human race that does not need forgiveness” - precise Mariology be damned.
-Inclusive language. You know, St. Paul’s “sons of
men” is so offensive.
the best of all: the retreats!
-On January the 11th in Coburg, ON, you
can attend a “Sacred Water” session. “Water is Life. Water is Sacred. Protect
the Sacred.” From there you will be presented with “some steps forward on our
water journey.” How’s your water journey going?
-Jan. 17-18 in St. Albert, AB, has a retreat
focusing on “the ecumenical virtue of hospitality,” in case you’re interested.
-Jan. 22 is a doozy. In Windsor, ON, there is a
full day workshop on “Introduction to the Enneagram.” Yes, this was condemned
by the Vatican back in 2003, but not to worry, the program assures us that the “Enneagram
is a tool that helps us to awaken to our sacred self.”
-Windsor also presents the gnostic
health-and-wealth inspired “Prayer of Jabez” workshop on Jan. 28.
-The next day you can skip back to Coburg for their
“Gift of the Christian Celtic Spirit” retreat. For just $40 you will gain “understandings
of thresholds, dreams, the unseen world, soul friendship, seasonal cycles,
journeying of the Spirit and God’s encircling love.”
-And finally, Feb. 1 has an “Eco-Contemplative
Winter Retreat” in St. Albert. Don’t miss Jodi Lammiman and Amy Spark “use
ecological metaphor to uncover what is stirring in your inner world through group
dialogue and guided solitude time.”
There is all this and much more in the January 2020 edition of
Living with Christ.
I actually don’t want this trash in my home. So what is it
doing in our churches?
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