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Esther Ahn Kim walked slowly up the hill to the shrine, with her students following silently behind her. The young music teacher knew that when she arrived at the place of worship she would be forced to make a life-changing choice. The Japanese, who had taken control of Korea in 1937, were forcing everyone to bow at the shrine of their “sun god.” The punishment for refusing was imprisonment, torture and possibly even death.

Even though so many other Christians had decided that outwardly bowing to the idol was acceptable as long as they continued to worship Christ in their hearts, Esther could not make such a compromise. She said a silent prayer to Him. “Today on the mountain, before the large crowd, I will proclaim that there is no other God but You,” she declared.

A huge crowd had gathered, standing in straight, respectful lines, afraid to move under the cruel gaze of the Japanese policemen. Esther’s heart began to pound with dread for what she was about to do. A sense of uneasiness swept over her, and she silently repeated the Lord’s Prayer, over and over. “Lord,” she prayed, “I am so weak! Please help me do this—watch over me as I stand for You.”

When one of the officials called out in a loud voice: “Our profoundest bow to Amaterasu Omikami!” the entire group bent down, bowing solemnly before the shrine. Esther was the only one who remained standing, looking up at the sky. The fear and uncertainty that had gripped her just moments before had vanished. Peace flooded her heart. She knew she had done what God wanted her to do.

Her courageous stand for Christ led to six harrowing years in Japanese prisons. During that time, though her body grew weak with suffering, she shone with a supernatural love for her persecutors and fellow prisoners.

One freezing night, Esther heard what she described as an “eerie, moaning sound.” She was informed by a jailer that it was a 20-year-old Chinese convict who was scheduled to be put to death for killing her husband. Unable to get the woman out of her mind, Esther asked that this dangerous prisoner could be brought to her cell. The jailer warned Esther, saying, “She’s crazy. She bites everybody.” Esther persisted.

The following days were arduous for Esther, physically, emotionally and spiritually. She gave up her meager prison food to this woman who was filthy and insane. Instead of despising her, like everyone else, Esther prayed for her relentlessly, sacrificing her own comforts to reach the woman’s heart. Over time, she was able to share Christ’s love with her new friend. Their fellow prisoners were astounded to witness the woman’s transformation.

When this young woman was taken to her execution, Esther’s eyes overflowed with tears, watching her walk “as though hurrying to meet Jesus Christ.” Because Esther decided to embrace this “crazy,” “dangerous” woman with a love she had never known, many others have since followed her astounding example of “suffering hardship as a good soldier for Christ.” By opening her arms to receive her, as she would receive Christ, she brought many others, who would never have heard the gospel otherwise, right into the Kingdom of God.

Am I prepared to suffer well for Jesus Christ? In the midst of our comfortable lifestyles, it’s easy to think, “Of course, if persecution came I would never deny the name of Christ. Of course, if I were thrown into prison I’d remain strong in my faith.”

We must ask ourselves, are we truly “dying to self” daily, as Esther did? Or are we more concerned with protecting our own comforts and interests?

Better Not Be a Saint?!

Once I met a distressed mom who confessed her financial struggles, uncertainty about the future of her children and all the predicaments that troubled her. Hoping that the Word of God would not be lost on her, I said, “The Lord’s hand is not too short to save, nor His ear too dull to hear.” Encouraging her to surrender all her worries into God’s hand, I asked her to pray even more. I advised her that recognition of shortcomings paves the way for God to reach our hearts and be drawn closer to Him.

These words seemed to relieve her but after a while she asked a startling question: “I feel that when we are growing closer to God suffering also heaps up. To avoid all those hardships and sufferings, is not it better to not pray as much?” I was stumped. Is that true? I remembered all the saints and their holy lives. Many of them endured severe hardships. This reminded me of the amusing plight of a colleague who tried to inspire his children with stories of the great saints. Each night, beginning with the apostles, he narrated the history of their brave, heroic virtues with great enthusiasm. At the end of the week, his elder daughter blurted out, “Does becoming a saint involve lots of suffering and a painful death? Then I’d better not be one!”

Do or Die

Saint Peter, the rock on which the Church was built, received the crown of martyrdom when he was nailed to the cross with his head toward the ground and his feet raised high. Simon the Zealot is often depicted with a saw, because there is a tradition that he was martyred by being sawn in half. Most of the apostles were crucified, except for Saint John, who miraculously survived after being poisoned and plunged into boiling oil. Is there any saint who comes to mind, that did not suffer?

Do you still dare to have a life deeply rooted in faith? Does the fact that one must bear the cross frighten you from developing a deeper spiritual life? Take heart! For Jesus has already given you the answer.

A life without any crosses is much like a fairytale. When I dodge one, a heavier one may appear right in front of me. This is not reserved for the faithful alone. Everyone, regardless of class, creed or religion is confronted by this conundrum, even atheists and agnostics! Religious or not, people go through adversities in life. What is the difference when faithful people are afflicted?

When I meditate on Christ’s passion and death, my mind often drifts to the movie, “Passion of the Christ.” Here are some of the ways its scenes have profoundly touched my heart.

When You Embrace the Cross …

After confession, I often feel a sweet sensation. My heart soars as light as a feather and I almost float back to the pew to pray my penance and make my resolutions. Strangely, on one occasion I had the opposite experience. Instead of that light and pleasant sensation, I felt weighed down with heaviness and drained of energy. The mere thought of performing necessary, menial tasks overwhelmed me. Looking right at the tabernacle, I closed my eyes and surrendered everything to Jesus. Suddenly, I felt like blood was raining down and I was being washed completely in it. When I opened my eyes, I distinctly heard the words, “Take up your cross … follow Me.”

Jesus is inviting you and me to embrace the crosses in life for love of Him. In the “Passion of the Christ,” when Jesus is forced to carry the cross He first embraces and kisses it, in spite of the soldiers’ mockery. This reminds me to embrace the hardships in life with joy. In that moment, I was deeply strengthened to be joyful even when everything seems to be going wrong around me. When we truly accept the cross, nothing will be too heavy or difficult to face, for He will carry it with us.

Compelled to Carry the Cross

After the birth of my son, I had a grueling time feeding him. Every time I fed him it was so excruciatingly painful that I had to grip the arms of the chair. I wept but I still bore that torment to fill his little tummy. It was not easy. Just when I thought it was intolerable, the image of Jesus on the cross came to mind. I cried out to Him, begging Him to bear this agony with me. All my pain suddenly became bearable. I could still feel it but the grace of God helped me to endure it.

When Simon of Cyrene was called out of the crowd to carry the cross, he may have been resentful, even bitter at first, about the cross he was compelled to bear. He was simply a man on his way to something else when the soldiers pulled him out of obscurity and into the fifth station of the way of the cross. By the end of Simon’s brief journey with Christ, he was changed forever. In the movie, Jesus falls as they carry the cross along the road to Golgotha. Simon quickly picks him up, saying, “We’re almost there! It’s almost over!” It always crushes my heart to see Jesus looking back at him.

Simon felt compelled to remain with Christ, to finish it. Likewise, when we grumble about our suffering, do we really see Jesus holding onto us, taking the entire weight of our sins on His shoulder? In blood-soaked clothes, He treads the path and will accompany us, no matter how bad things may be. When Simon finished the journey to the summit of Calvary, he stood as a witness to the passion and death of Christ on the cross, which yielded the gift of eternal life.

A Drop of Tear from Heaven

At the climax of the “Passion of the Christ” we see a teardrop falling to the ground after the death of Jesus on the cross. Our Heavenly Father loves us so much that He gave His only beloved Son to redeem us from our sins. Sadly, many turn away from God in their sufferings, saying that God does not really love us or how could He send us such torments to bear. Little do we realize that most adversities are the aftermath of sins we have committed, or a means of purifying us from even the smallest trace of sin. Suffering, a consequence of original sin, acquires a new meaning when we offer it to our Heavenly Father. It becomes a participation in the saving work of Jesus (“Catechism of the Catholic Church,” 1521).

Let us not waste a single moment, but valiantly stand up for Christ. “It is no longer I who live but it is Christ who lives in me” (Galatians 2:20). Saint Padre Pio was once asked if one must ask for more sufferings to live a holy life. He simply replied that we just need to accept all that comes our way joyfully. Each day has its own crosses and delights. By accepting them gladly we are actually participating in the salvific plan of Jesus.

In the words of Saint Thérèse, if we can pick up a pin from the floor for love of God it can surely save a soul. Offer up all your pain and sorrows for those who do not know Jesus or have gone astray. Remember, you cannot avoid the cross but, by embracing it together with Christ, you can turn your affliction into joy. Let us put our treasure in heaven!

“I surrender …”

No military leader ever wants to say that phrase. It implies loss. Giving up. Bowing down to someone more powerful.

That phrase also frightens many Christians. It means they have to follow God’s will. It means God is in charge and we, as fallen creatures, do not like to hand over control to God. I wanted to surrender my life to God’s control but excessive fear and pride held me back.

In the summer of 2018, I finally discovered the key to yielding to God’s will. My surrender to God was kickstarted by my wife’s diagnosis with a terminal illness called Huntington’s disease, a rare neurodegenerative disease with no cure. If you are related to someone who has it—my wife’s father died from it, as did multiple relatives on his side of the family—you have a 50 percent chance of getting it. Here is a common description of the illness: imagine that you have Alzheimer’s, Parkinson’s and ALS (Lou Gehrig’s disease) rolled into one disease. A genetic test last summer revealed she had it. Our 22-year-old daughter also tested positive for the gene last spring.

This news was devastating. Falling onto my knees in fervent prayer, I cast my problems at the feet of Jesus. I realized I needed to turn to Him for the answer. His life and mindset modeled surrender. Only He could give me the love and peace I needed to accept God’s will, and only He could fill me with the kind of patience and love I would need as a caregiver.

Banishing the “If Only”

In the months since, I have learned that surrendering to God’s will requires living in and acknowledging the sacrament of the present moment, a phrase most famously used in the 17th century by Father Jean-Pierre de Caussade, S.J., in his classic book, “Abandonment to Divine Providence.”

This phrase means we need to lovingly accept whatever God is allowing, in His divine will, at each moment of the day. My path to holiness depends on seeing God in each moment, being wholly indifferent to what I may perceive as “bad” things in life, such as something not going my way or a suffering I wish I did not have to endure.

In this spirituality, we live each moment confidently as a blessing from God, full of faith and gratitude for His love and mercy—not anxious about the future, or bogged down by the past, but surrendering each moment with love to the one who is love.

To show you the power of this surrender, here is a concrete example. This past November, my sister, Rose, died in a tragic accident. During a bad storm, a tree fell on her car in her driveway as she and her son waited for the tempest to pass. They had just returned, full of joy, from a faith-related event that evening. Her son lived, but her spinal cord was fatally severed.

A week later, on the night before her funeral, my nephew (her son), a friend of my late sister and I attended a talk on surrendering to God by Father Jeffrey Kirby. He had written a book, “Be Not Troubled,” based on Father de Caussade’s book.

Bouncing Off the Fear

That evening, I drove to the airport to pick up three of my sister’s friends who were arriving to attend the funeral. I was in an old Crown Victoria, a car much larger and older than my car back home. I was not used to the brakes. You had to really push down to get decent braking action.

The roads were slick, the night was cold and I was unfamiliar with the route. All these factors combined to make me anxious. I stayed anxious for about three minutes. Then I remembered Father Kirby’s talk and his book, which I had just read that week. I also thought about how, in recent months, I had been training myself to be in the present moment. To accept God’s will, I repeated “Jesus, I trust in You” over and over.

My anxiety disappeared. I was in the moment and God was with me, so all was good. As I was returning with Rose’s friends, a deer crossed two lanes of the highway, on a collision course with my car. I swerved slightly to the right as I braked, but the deer bounded into the side of the car, shearing off the left rearview mirror. It happened in an instant.

My reaction: I was as calm as I had been before the deer appeared. My sister’s friends were astounded. I was in the present moment. God was there. Thanks be to God.

In his book, Father Kirby wrote: “Holiness is found here and now. Holiness is looking for God’s presence where we are, and not where we would prefer to be. It is seeing God’s goodness in circumstances or people we would rather not. Holiness is leaving the world of fantasy and wishful thinking and being in the present moment. It is being attentive to where we are and what we are doing—not existing in the future, but accepting God’s providence that is at our fingertips.”

I am surrendering. Will you?

Facing a Dilemma

Many couples today are perplexed by a fundamental question. Is it essential to introduce faith in Jesus Christ to my little child? More precisely, is transferring faith necessary? The influx of secularism creates a further dilemma. Should we bring up our children in our own faith? Why not leave it to the children to choose their own faith and way of life? Before we consider the question more deeply, wisdom directs us to look to the natural world.

A crow protects its nest and feeds its chick until it can fend for itself. A calf suckles from its mother until it can survive entirely on grass. Not only do crows and cows teach their young how to feed, but they also introduce their little ones to social norms.

So what makes humans different? Has God not given us the ability to think and exercise free will? Then how could anyone leave their young children drifting without physical or moral direction? If animals and birds teach their young to follow their ways so they can avoid danger and receive nourishment, humans—created in the image and likeness of God—have an even greater responsibility to nurture our children to do the same. This is critical, not just for their lives on Earth but for their eternal destiny. Christian parents are called to help develop their children’s God-given gifts so that they can reach their fullest potential and serve God and neighbor.

Responsible Parenting

The Church is unequivocal in its teachings, reminding us that “Parents have the first responsibility for the education of their children. They bear witness to this responsibility first by creating a home where tenderness, forgiveness, respect, fidelity and benevolent service are the rule. The home is well suited for education in the virtues” [“Catechism of the Catholic Church” (“CCC”), 2223]. Moreover, parents have a moral responsibility to give good example to their children. By their example, children should see and learn how to subordinate material and impulsive desires to interior and spiritual ones. Further, “Through the grace of the sacrament of marriage, parents receive the responsibility and privilege of evangelizing their children. Parents should initiate their children at an early age into the mysteries of the faith, of which they are the first heralds for their children. They should associate them from their tenderest years with the life of the Church” (“CCC,” 2225).

Whose example can we follow? When we have the exemplary case of the Holy Family of Nazareth, should we look any further? In the Scripture, we see that the child Jesus “grew in wisdom and in stature and in favour with God and all the people” (Luke 2:52). Jesus learned from the daily witness of His Blessed Mother Mary and foster father, Saint Joseph. Their simple prayerful lives—carrying out religious duties like visiting the temple and memorization of scriptures—shaped His life.

Sowing the Seeds of Faith

From our own experience, praying grace together at meals was a simple way to plant the tiny seeds of faith. Calling on our guardian angels and Saint Michael the Archangel to guide and protect us on the way to school helped to foster trust and faith in our little ones. It is easy to practice such simple acts of faith, yet their fruits are abundant, just like the seeds that fell into the fertile soil (Matthew13:1-23).

What a child has not received from home is almost impossible to gather as richly from another source. Although others may complement what is lacking, the fullness of life comes from a proper orientation of faith within the family. A prayerful family environment teaches a child to trust, to hope, to feel secure, to give and to know where to seek support when needed. Even when they are just listening to the family pray in the church or at home, a child learns how to pray and recognizes that sense of unity in faith we share.

Modern psychology has thrown a lot of new light on how a person develops mentally. Most of this development occurs between conception and the age of six years. The thoughts and feelings experienced by a mother during her pregnancy affects the child’s development. A child who learns to pray within the family (the primary school of virtue) and is also raised in communion with the Church naturally grows up to have a sense of belonging, hope and trust. Therein lies the significance and necessity of family prayer. The pressures of modern life sometimes make it all too convenient to avoid gathering together for evening prayer. However, in a day there are plenty of opportunities for a family to pray and give thanks to our Creator. Prayer before meals is a good opportunity to teach our children the value of gratitude.

Just Passing on Faith is Enough?

It is therefore critical that faith transfer starts in the family. The Church, the school and the wider community add to the beliefs a child has gained from the family. Pope Saint John Paul II testified that the sight of his own father kneeling to pray the rosary in the middle of the night powerfully aroused his faith. He is a notable example of a saint in our own times, showing us the strength and fruit of faith developed in the family. Is it enough to just pass on our Christian faith? Parents must continue to pray for their children without fail, like Job of the Old Testament. Fearing that his children may have sinned after their days of celebration, he offered sacrifices for them. The prayers and offerings of Saint Monica of Hippo gave the Church Saint Augustine, a doctor and father in faith. The choice is ours. Do not be afraid. Keep the faith and share it with your children, so that you may all run the race to the end together and receive the crown reserved for the righteous.

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Countless trials and misfortunes have beset me and I have experienced more suffering than I ever thought it possible to bear. It seemed that every time the darkness would begin to lift, another calamity would befall my family. These life-changing, heartbreaking and even financially devastating hardships seemed relentless. The stress, anxiety and fear I felt was overpowering, very nearly debilitating. At times, I felt I was losing hope and maybe even my mind.

Many mornings, I was so overcome with hopelessness that I longed to pull the blankets over my head and hide from it all. While at night, tears would sting my cheeks as I cried myself to sleep, ceaselessly praying for help and guidance.

Suffering Not in Vain

In these difficult times, I was comforted by Saint Ignatius Loyola: “If God sends you many sufferings, it is a sign that He has great plans for you and certainly wants to make you a saint.” These words never failed to remind me that earthly sorrows are not in vain.

In the midst of my afflictions, I found my strength and that was prayer—constant and confident prayer. My precious string of hope, my rosary, never left my hands. The faint bead imprints on my skin were a visible sign of my devotion to our heavenly mother. Saint Padre Pio once stated that holding the rosary was like holding our Blessed Mother’s hand—and I desperately clung to her tender hand daily, like a child, her devoted, trusting child.

A Treasure Trove

As the Little Flower of Lisieux would affectionately say, “Mary is more mother than queen.” Her motherly heart longs to draw us ever closer to our loving God and the reward that awaits us in the next life. Prayer, especially the holy rosary, never fails to bring comfort and hope when I am feeling lost or disheartened.

For me, the rosary is truly a treasure trove of graces, giving strength and hope. Our heavenly mother has an immeasurable love for us all, and what better way to cluster around her? This form of prayer is abundantly rich in blessings, guiding me through the darkest of days, when despair was slowly engulfing me. Meditating on the mysteries draws my heart to heaven and reassures me that I am never alone in my sorrows.

Praying for the strength to face my trials, while simultaneously offering them up to our heavenly Father, brings me joy in the midst of my distress. I seek to imitate dear Saint Teresa of Avila who humorously responded to her afflictions by telling Jesus, “If this is how You treat Your friends, no wonder You have so few!”

We go about our days, engaged in the home or workplace, distracted by good things that keep us from prayer. When we stop praying things begin to go wrong!

There is no doubt that the more we pray, the happier we become; in fact, the more we pray, the less anxious we become, and we are filled with a greater peace of mind and heart. The more we pray, the more we understand ourselves, for we come to know God more intimately by experience and we really only know ourselves to the degree that we know God personally. The more we pray the more we begin to see the hand of God in our day-to-day life; that is, we see Him acting in our life. We begin to see that He loves us, personally. That makes life so much more meaningful.

Cultivating a Prayer Habit

The most important thing is to acquire the habit of prayer. It has to become a habit. Without that, we do not have an interior life; we just have an exterior life. When all we have is an exterior life we become anxious, restless, and that leads to greed, the inordinate love of possessing. We end up trying to secure our own happiness and to reduce our own anxiety, and when things do not go our way in life we become angry, impatient, irritated, we lose the peace for which we long. When we are at that point, it means we have taken our life into our own hands. Life is not meant to be lived out of our own hands. We are meant to be carried along by God, like a baby is carried in a car seat. We are meant to be carried along by divine providence. God is in control, not us, and we have to surrender to His control. When we do so, life becomes so much more exhilarating.

If we do not pray we open ourselves up to deception. This is such an important point. Diabolical deception is so subtle, and we are just not intelligent enough to defend ourselves against the subtle deception of the evil one. An angel is inconceivably superior, intellectually, to human beings, and the person who does not have the habit of prayer is open to all sorts of deceptions. The goal of the devil in sowing lies and deception in the minds of human beings is to divide them, to create division and animosity. That leads to divorce, or broken friendships, mutual distrust, animosity in the family or in a religious community.

The only defense against that is fervent and persistent prayer, the lifting of the mind up into the presence of God. So much takes place during prayer. When we pray, we enter into the deepest region of the self where God alone dwells. No one is permitted to enter into that deepest region, only God dwells there, and there He awaits you and me, individually, and it is there that He speaks to us in silence. When we enter into that region life often becomes much richer, far less anxious and much more tolerable. What happens is that we are given a new pair of eyes to see the world. The world begins to look different. We begin to see the beauty of the world around us. We begin to see other people from God’s point of view, and when that happens they begin to look better. When we see ourselves from God’s point of view we begin to look better to ourselves and we feel better about ourselves.

What if I Don’t Pray at All?

If we do not acquire the habit of prayer, old age is going to be one difficult and painful ordeal. If a person has an interior life then life restricted to a hospital or an old-age home is not such a horrible prospect, because that person’s joy comes from communing with God in the very depths of his or her soul. Such souls are never alone because they know intimately the God who dwells deep within them. They sense the presence of God within themselves.

It is like being in the presence of someone you love. I recall visiting a parishioner in the hospital who had a stroke, and as I walked slowly into her room I saw her husband sitting there, just looking out into space. Then I saw her sitting there, looking out into space, saying nothing. They did not have to say anything, they just enjoyed being in one another’s company. They did not have to carry on a conversation.

When I was a teenager I sometimes picked up the phone and did not hear a dial tone, nor did I hear talking. I thought there was something wrong with the phone. I would listen, only to discover that it was my mother on the phone with her good friend. They were not talking, but they were in the presence of one another.

That is the point we have to get to with God. When we know His interior presence as a result of the habit of prayer, we are not lonely. We are alive; we are in joy, although on the outside it might look to others that we are bored or lonely.

Are You Living Death?

If we have never prayed, in our old age we will be simultaneously dead and alive. We will undergo a living death. Since we do not have an interior life, we have sought our peace from the outside. Old age renders us incapable of a good exterior life; we cannot travel or go hiking, we cannot go for a swim or a jog or do what we used to do when we were young. I know some seniors who because of their eyes cannot read anymore or watch movies, etc. Life becomes intolerable if we do not have an interior life. When we have a rich interior life as a result of years of prayer, all these other external activities are really quite dull and quickly “get old” next to the intense joys that come from contemplative prayer.

If you have not really begun to pray regularly and wish to know how to start, begin by setting aside a certain time every day and reading one psalm from the Old Testament; it will take five months to get through all 150 of them. Then offer a prayer of petition, and trust that God will necessarily grant you that prayer if it is for an increase in holiness. Then pray a prayer of intercession. God hears our prayers for others and He answers them, in His own way and in His own time, and so we should pray for others, persistently and in a spirit of trust, for our children, our relatives, our enemies, those we cannot stand, those we find difficult to forgive but whom we need to forgive. We should remember to pray for the sick, for the suffering and for the country as a whole, that as a culture we may return to God. Then offer a prayer of thanksgiving, and spend some time in silence.

Eventually we will acquire a profound sense of God in the interior of our souls. After years of that, we will be ready to leave this world and we will not fear death—we will look forward to the day when we will see God’s face directly. That is eternal life, and that is what this life is a preparation for. All this begins in the decision to pray regularly. Amen.

Unmindful Grumblings

Recently, I caught myself complaining about a matter so trivial that it would never affect my life. I had to remind myself to stop and keep the promise I made to Our Lady many years ago, amidst the deprivation and poverty of the refugee camps in Bosnia–Herzegovina.

Chastising myself, I apologized to God and set out to thank Him for every blessing. Later that evening at Mass, I prayed, “Lord, my complaints must hurt You when You have been filling my days with grace, blessings and gifts. I must seem so ungrateful to You.” Tears filled my eyes as I reflected on my selfish demands. When I contemplated the joy my loving Father’s abundant gifts had aroused, I felt guilty for grumbling.

I renewed my resolve to thank God throughout the day, in spite of petty irritations. How could I separate myself from disappointment when I did not get my own way or when God did not answer my prayers in the way I expected?

Count Those Blessings

God, our Father, encourages us to accept what we receive, rather than entertaining big expectations and indulging ourselves in discontent. Often, I have been more blessed when Our Father did not give me what I asked for, because it would have been detrimental to my life. Now, I am very grateful for the occasions when God gave me something better. Although I had to curb my impatience when I had to wait, invariably there was always a far better outcome when I let God work it out.

Gift of Tears

Sitting down before the Blessed Sacrament last week, I decided to make a mental list of all the extraordinary blessings God has given me since I began a pilgrim journey with Our Lord and Our Lady in the new millennium.

I began thanking God for giving me the courage to face my fears and accept responsibility for the consequences when I was at fault. When I recall the early days after my first trip to Medjugorje in 1998, I was filled with fear. When I had big decisions to make, I sat in adoration of Our Lord every day for months until I felt reassured that Jesus would look after me. When I faced those tough times, I knew it would never be easy but by frequently repeating, “Jesus, I trust in you,” I felt an extraordinary grace and calm envelope me that was not self-generated.

As I progressed spiritually, I contemplated the sorrows emanating from dark and deep places in the recesses of my mind—places I never wanted to go. I began a long and arduous journey of forgiveness toward my abuser, which culminated many years later in a prayer for his soul as I knelt beside his grave. The gift of tears resolved the trauma I had held inside me and gently opened up my respiratory system.

My childhood stammer began to dissipate. By 2005 it had been healed, and my life became free and enriched with confidence. For the first time, I was able to speak in public without experiencing high anxiety levels.

Miracles Happen!

Throughout all those years, I was sustained by grace to serve the poor and displaced in Bosnia–Herzegovina. In December of each year, displaced families moved into their new homes—our gift to them. As I watched the children growing in character, strength and confidence and the adults settling down to a dignified life once again, I saw miracles happen when people gave without counting the cost. I was in awe at the amazing things God did for His poor and forgotten. His generosity is matchless.

In the richness of God’s mercy, the gaping hole left in my heart because I could not have children was filled with the tender love from little hearts all over Bosnia–Herzegovina.

When I left behind the hurt, hatred, anger and disappointment, I encountered love everywhere. Because I walked with God I was no longer afraid to accept embraces and affection from the most vulnerable of the displaced people, particularly those who had mental health problems and physical deformities. As my trust in Jesus grew, I experienced Him in every situation. Sometimes my heart burned with love as I opened it to comfort and care for the broken, sick, maimed and dying.

Never Give Up Hope

My time in Bosnia–Herzegovina was the most enriching 15 years of my life. Our Lord, Jesus, and His Blessed Mother, Mary, had taught me about the primary importance of the salvation and conversion of souls and how to forgive, to love and to accept people for who they are. I pray for all God’s children regardless of their beliefs.

The steadfast faith amid the suffering of Catholics in Bosnia–Herzegovina inspired me to tell their stories in “Journey of Ten Thousand Smiles.” I did not know how to start but after three years of prayer God showed me how to relate the harrowing traumas they had experienced without being repulsive. He gave me the descriptive words and detailed memories to put their compelling stories onto paper. It still amazes me that “Journey of Ten Thousand Smiles” has gone around the world, bringing incredible peace and hope to many people who had been unable to accept God’s will in their lives.

Even in these hard times, when so many good values we have known in our lives are being challenged, shattered and discarded by many, we must never stop praying or give up hope. I look back and ponder on the miracle that the people of Bosnia–Herzegovina witnessed in their darkest days—then marvel at the Father who kept His promise to His children.

Let us move forward into a new year together in prayer, hope and faith with a mother we are blessed to call Our Lady and a Father who is infinitely full of mercy and love. He wants nothing more than salvation for all His children.

Question: How can I help my friend, who just came out as a gay man and wants to marry his partner? I want to support my friend but I also want to be true to my Catholic faith.

Answer: This is a question I am frequently asked. Many people have a friend or family member who identifies as gay or lesbian. How should Catholics respond?

The first answer is to love her/him. If someone “comes out” as gay or lesbian, it does not change who she/he is at her/his core. She/He is created in the image and likeness of God. He loved her/him so much, that He suffered and died on the Cross to atone for her/his sins, as well as ours. He invites both of us to share in His redemption. Since God has loved us so much, He entreats us to share that love with our neighbors.

However, as Saint Thomas Aquinas reminds us, love is “willing the good of the other.” We always want the other person’s best interests, and the ultimate best interest is her/his salvation. So, to love her/him truly requires that we act in a way that aids her/his salvation.

How can we do that? First, we pray for her/him. We pray for her/him not as if we were superior— for Jesus had some rather sharp rebukes for the Pharisees who looked down upon others. Rather, we pray for her/him as one sinner for another. As the Protestant pastor D.T. Niles once said, “[Christianity] is about one beggar telling another beggar where to find bread.” We, who have encountered and fallen in love with Jesus—and are seeking to conform our life to His—pray for others that they may find the same healing and mercy that we have received.

Second, we try to put our own lives in order so that our bad example does not cause others to fall into sin. In particular, if we are married we live out our marriages with joy and openness to life. In a world where the evil one loves to attack marriages (since a good and holy marriage is one of the clearest representations of God’s love on Earth), we, as Christians, must fight for the dignity and sanctity of our own marriages. This is a powerful witness to the world, which often sees only distortions of marriage and the cheapening of God’s great gift of sexuality.

Finally, when the time is right, we gently and lovingly share the good news of Jesus, including His good news about sexuality and marriage. The Gospel permeates every aspect of human existence—our friendships, our finances, and even our bedrooms. It is truly good news! We believe that God created sexuality and marriage for two specific purposes (to live out a one-flesh union between a husband and wife and to be open to the gift of life); these purposes are not burdens but pathways to our own happiness! We must share the Church teaching on sexuality and marriage, not as a list of condemnations but as a teaching that authentically fulfills us as human beings made in His image.

It is possible to love the sinner but hate the sin. Jesus did that frequently. When we love the sinner, we pray for her/him to repent, we set an example of a life changed by the Gospel and we speak words of truth to her/him, in love.

Ringing in the Ears

Time has passed like a whirlwind but I still cherish memories of the sweet innocence I enjoyed in my childhood. It was a time when little deeds were done out of pure love, and I embraced God above all things with great faith. Like many other kids I had an imaginary friend and He was Jesus. For me He was more than just an imaginary friend—He was REAL. I talked to Him all day about everything, even the most frivolous things.

In this busy world it is a pity that simple habits like walking with Jesus are nearly lost. Carried away by the tussles and hustles of life, we tend to turn to Him only at the most critical times while leaving Him out of our everyday lives. If you are feeling broken, the world says, stand up and keep busy. When facing failure, the world says keep moving. Rather than taking time out to revive with silent prayer, people resort to all kinds of distractions. It is no wonder depression is so prevalent. Drenched in the noise of entertainment and social media, we seldom hear what God is saying to us!

Does God Really Speak?

It happened while I was in the prime years of college life. I was blessed to be in a Catholic college that had a beautiful chapel at the heart of the premises. Daily mass, morning prayers, rosary and evening vespers were intertwined into a program of classes, assignments, projects and exams. We had a prayer group led by Jesus Youth, an international missionary movement at the service of the church. During one of the prayer meetings, our college mate Maria stepped in looking perplexed. We patiently listened to her prayer request. A close school friend had been admitted for critical heart surgery. Like us, she was in the final year of college, preparing for final exams and expecting a good placement when her health crashed. Suddenly she was stripped of all her dreams and doctors believed she only had a 30 percent chance of recovering completely, even with an operation.

We were deeply shocked to hear this news. The serene, happy atmosphere turned sober. I took the request to my heart and felt a strong urge to pray for this unknown friend. Literally, I took her case into my heart. Never have I bothered Jesus so much for anyone, not even for my personal woes. The next day was the surgery and my prayers doubled. Around 3 p.m. we had a break time and I could not sit in class anymore. I walked to the chapel, planning to recite the chaplet of Divine Mercy. It was eerily silent when I entered the empty chapel. Not following the usual routine of finding a corner, I strode to the front and began to pray. I could feel my heart wrench in pain. It seemed like something was wrong with my heart.

While tears flowed down my cheeks, I begged the Lord to heal her. As I poured my heart out to Jesus, I heard a thunder- like voice saying, “She will be alright.” Shocked, I almost fell. I looked around but no one was there. For a while, I could not grasp my experience but felt peace of heart. I also felt a shiver run down my spine. I quickly made the sign of the cross then returned to class; resounding in my heart was “He spoke to me!”

Unceasing Love of God

That evening, Maria came to us with a wide gleaming smile. I knew she was about to share the happy news. The operation was successful and, to the amazement of the doctors, our unknown friend recovered very quickly. I later learned that she had been placed in one of the best companies in the country. In his merciful love, God worked a miracle to preserve her life and allow her to keep pursuing her dreams.

Years later, this incident still gives me chills. Psalm 118, verse 5 resonates in my heart:

Out of my distress I called on the Lord; the Lord answered me and set me free.

This episode impressed on me the importance of praying for others. Prayer can unlock the amazing grace of God! God has chosen you and me to bestow a beautiful gift—prayer. A torrent of grace is showered when we pray for others!

A sheep rancher in Australia found that his violin was out of tune. Since he could not find another musical instrument to provide him the standard note, he wrote to a radio station asking them to strike that note. They did just that— stopped a program and struck the note. The sheep rancher caught it and retuned his violin so it could play beautiful melodies in response to the musician’s touch. Likewise, your daily quiet time can help you hear God’s “standard notes,” realign your life with His and put you in harmony with His way.

God speaks to all of us. He constantly speaks through sacred scripture, liturgy, people, circumstances and events. He may even speaks to us during times of prayer. All we need to do is spend some time with Him and listen!

Listen, let your heart keep seeking,

Listen to His constant speaking,

Listen to the Spirit calling you.

Listen to His inspiration,

Listen to His invitation,

Listen to the Spirit calling you.

Suffering is part and parcel of this life here on earth. None of us will escape its clutches. We march on, striving to “offer up” our sufferings in union with those of Christ’s on the cross.

However, this idea of offering it up may sound trite. We might intend to encourage others but when that advice is directed to us in our own sufferings it is often unpalatable. Redemptive suffering is all well and good, of course, unless we are the one actually suffering.

How do we find our way as we grapple with the weight of the cross on our shoulders and the splinter digging into our hands? How do we unite our suffering with Jesus’ instead of getting bogged down in the pain and despair?

Two Guides Along the Journey

In Hannah Hunard’s novel “Hinds Feet in High Places” the character Much-Afraid longs to escape the pain and suffering of her life in the Valley of Humiliation and join the Chief Shepherd in the High Places. To accept his invitation and live in the High Places she must embark on a long and arduous journey, accompanied by two guides, Sorrow and Suffering.

In this delightful allegory of the spiritual life Much-Afraid makes progress only when she learns to accept and rely on Sorrow and Suffering. It is the same for us. God presents us with daily opportunities to prune our wills until they are in accordance with His, yet we let many of these slip through our fingers for fear of suffering or sorrow. Once we accept that these are integral to our spiritual journey, we can make rapid progress.

Perseverance Wins!

When God presents our cross, we cannot be like Sarah Miles in Graham Greene’s novel “The End of the Affair.” She initially asked God to permit her to suffer: “If I could suffer like You, I could heal like You.” For a time, she felt peace of soul and mind. However, her prayer changed when she began to suffer: “Dear God, You know that I desire to want Your pain but I don’t want it now. Take it away for a while and give it to me another time.

” Instead, we should simply pray: Thank you for this pain. I give it to You, to use for Your glory.

It sounds simple yet it is a difficult prayer. Prayer in the season of suffering is often dry. It takes considerable effort but perseverance during difficult times results in enormous spiritual gain. Seek God in the midst of your suffering. Pray in both structured and unstructured ways. Recite a daily rosary. Go to Mass often and confession regularly. Spend time in contemplation, in conversation with God. Lay bare your heart and trust Him to see you safely through this storm.

You Are Not Alone

Jesus offers to carry our burdens: “Come to Me, all you that are weary and are carrying heavy burdens, and I will give you rest” (Matthew 11:28). He, also, had help in His suffering. Simon of Cyrene helped Jesus carry the cross to Calvary. Perhaps this was only a small help but it was sufficient to enable Christ to fulfil His mission and direct His tottering footsteps up the final slope to Calvary.

We do not have to undertake our suffering alone. Asking God for help in your season of suffering does not mean that you do not accept the cross He has given you. Asking for prayers or practical support might feel humiliating but perhaps this very act of humbling ourselves is central to God’s plan for us. Accepting suffering does not mean we have to carry all of it by ourselves. God has entrusted people to us—family, friends, clergy, colleagues, neighbors. This might be the very reason God introduced them into your life. Let them help you, especially if it makes you feel humiliated.

For the Greater Joy

When we are engulfed in a season of suffering it is difficult to look ahead to a time of joy, when the weight of our burden will be lifted. However, there is a truth about our crosses that we often overlook—the greater the cross, the greater the joy that follows.

Jesus accepted His cross willingly: “Father, if You are willing, remove this cup from Me; yet, not My will but Yours be done” (Luke 22:42). He also knew that once this suffering passed the glory of His resurrection would surpass the agony of the cross. In the midst of their despair, imagine the joy that filled the hearts of His followers when they saw Him risen from the dead. How much more joy did He experience, knowing He had fulfilled God’s will and redeemed the world?

The same is true for us. Someone in my own family had a mental health crisis that plunged us into sorrow and suffering for an extended time. Once that crisis abated joy swiftly followed.

At the close of “Hinds Feet in High Places,” the Chief Shepherd transformed Sorrow into Joy and Suffering into Peace. Much-Afraid was transformed into Grace and Glory. Nothing was impossible for Him. Imagine what He can do with our suffering.

An Alternative to Mindfulness

“Keep death daily before your eyes.” At first glance, these words from Chapter 4 of the Rule of Saint Benedict make many uncomfortable, if not squeamish. Most prefer to push the “last things”—death, judgment, heaven, hell—out of their minds, dismissing them as antiquated notions with little relevance to modern life.

In light of the popular culture’s devotion to the “present moment” in the movement known as “mindfulness,” the daily remembrance of a dark future event looms as a contradiction. Upon deeper reflection, this seemingly morbid directive from a sixth century text is actually an effective Christian alternative to the ancient Buddhist meditation technique and discipline that is captivating the world. The church has not spoken definitively on mindfulness but those seeking authentic practice of a Catholic Christian meditation and discipline, focused on encountering Christ in every moment, will find a time-tested guide in the Rule of Saint Benedict.

Rising from the ashes of a disintegrating and strife-torn post-Roman Empire society, Benedictine spirituality had a strong sense of the importance of coming to terms with the possibility of death, at any moment, for practical reasons. The high mortality rate underscored the fragility of life and the unpredictability of its end—Benedict himself was nearly poisoned by some unruly monks. Paradoxically, Benedict and the other early monastics also knew that keeping death in mind daily would help monks and lay people alike live life more fully and in a detached manner. The remembrance of death, and the recognition of its immanence, could eliminate the mindless pursuits and superficial concerns that had preoccupied one’s life, thereby freeing the individual to attend to the things of lasting significance—the glory of God and salvation!

The Power of “Now”

The goal of Christian life on Earth is to make every moment count toward heaven. At every instant, God gives Himself to His creatures, calling us to do His will in the ordinary matters of each day. Every thought, every word and every action is either a step closer to God or a step away from God. The direction is determined by the promptness and degree of our response (or lack thereof) to His voice. A fervent prayer, a kind word, a cordial smile, a warm thank you, a heartfelt I love you, a sincere I am sorry, a service cheerfully rendered, a duty faithfully done, a fault humbly confessed, a mistake forgiven, a judgement withheld, a gesture restrained, a murmur suppressed, gossip avoided, a worry surrendered, a sacrifice offered, a truth proclaimed, the name of Jesus praised. Each has everlasting consequences. As we work out our salvation in the community of persons and moments in which we have been placed, God alone knows how far that one prayer, that one word, that one act will influence all eternity.

Our habitual response to God’s call requires constant attentiveness to the present moment where God speaks. As Saint Paul exhorts, “Now is the acceptable time, now is the day of salvation” (2 Corinthians 6:2). As Jesus warns, “Stay awake, because you do not know either the day or hour when the Son of Man is coming” (Matthew 25:13). Keeping death daily before our eyes snaps us out of our complacency and heightens all of our senses, fine-tuning our ability to hear God’s still, small voice with the ear of our heart in the moment.

The Clock Keeps Ticking

For just as God uses the common things from the world to reflect His inward presence, He gives us graces in the moment to help us accomplish His will. Like the hands of a clock marking the minutes toward the last hour of the day, the grace of God moves us in each moment toward the hour of our death, when we shall pass into eternal life.

Saint Benedict was not the only prominent religious figure to value a meditation on death. Saint Francis of Assisi added these lines to “The Canticle of the Sun” before dying: “All praise be yours, my Lord, through Sister Death, from whose embrace no mortal can escape. Woe to those who die in mortal sin! Happy those she finds doing your will!” During her “Showings,” medieval mystic Julian of Norwich prayed for a physical illness, to the point of death, to be “purged by God’s mercy, and afterwards live more to His glory,” which she did for many more years. From his “Sermon Notes,” Saint John Henry Newman preached the following: “Every morning we rise nearer to death … As the clock ticks, we are under sentence of death … Seek the Lord therefore … He is here.”

A lay Catholic who humorously expressed an appreciation of death’s swaying power was 20th-century American writer Flannery O’Connor. In “The Misfit” she wrote: “She would’ve been a good woman … if [there] had been somebody there to shoot her every minute of her life.”

Made for heaven, we are all misfits. Fortunately, Saint Benedict’s moderate approach of meditating on death points us daily in the right direction home!