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Written by Erin Cartaya
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What is the Cushwa Center? When, why, and how was it established?
The Charles and Margaret Hall Cushwa Center for the Study of American Catholicism is a research center at the University of Notre Dame in South Bend, Indiana. Focused primarily on the historical study of Roman Catholicism in the United States, the center began operating in 1975 after its first director, Jay P. Dolan, explored the idea with his colleagues in Notre Dame’s department of history. |
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Written by Louise Setzler Jewett
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During the last few years of her life, my mother insisted on wearing the same necklace every day no matter what her outfit.
My sisters and I were puzzled, because the necklace was neither valuable nor a sentimental keepsake that she’d had for years. Nonetheless, she would not budge from her little apartment without it. Somehow it provided some security to a frail, elderly woman whose mind was gradually slipping away. Maybe it was an odd intertwining of past and present, mind and soul, that gave significance to Mom’s necklace.
My mother’s childhood was unusual for the early 1900s. By the time she was about ten years old, her parents had divorced due to her father’s inability to support his family because of a gambling addiction. My proud and capable grandmother found work as a switchboard operator, and my two uncles, then teenagers, found work and was able to fend for themselves.
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Written by Michelle M. Francl-Donnay
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While awaiting the first speaker at a day of reflection, I was idly flipping through the registration folder and noticed that time had been set aside for confession. A pamphlet on celebrating the sacrament was tucked into the folder with a short examination of conscience on the back. As I read through the pamphlet, my first thought was, When would I even have time to sin? My life was so busy that I had no idea when I would ever be able to get into the kinds of trouble the list brought to mind. Gambling? When I gambled it was whether I’d make all the green lights as I drove to pick up my kids from theater rehearsal. I bet on myself to be on time, even though I left late! Drinking? Did they mean the huge mug of caffeine I depended on each morning to jolt my tired body into alertness for the day?
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Written by Charity Vogel
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One perfect fall day I was raking leaves with my husband and four-year-old daughter in our two-acre backyard. The sky above us was the blue of robins’ eggs and Wedgwood plates. Ruddy leaves from the 100-year-old maples that towered around our house crackled in drifts a foot deep beneath our feet.
Suddenly, this idyllic scene was pierced by the shriek of our frantic toddler. “Sausage! I’ve lost Sausage!” My daughter’s face was streaked with tears as she feverishly hunted through the piles at her feet.
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Written by Thomas A. Thompson, SM
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The Church made an unexpected statement about the Blessed Virgin Mary during the Second Vatican Council. At this meeting of bishops, Church leaders referred to Mary’s life as a pilgrimage of faith, a theme Blessed John Paul II explored and further developed in his encyclical letter Mother of the Redeemer, as he spoke of the Church’s faith pilgrimage.
This reference to Mary’s faith journey was unexpected because pilgrimage implies movement toward a goal, and prior to the Second Vatican Council, the Church rarely thought of the Virgin Mary as progressing in her faith. This point is important because even the deepest faith does not bring clear knowledge of the ways in which God sustains and accompanies our lives and our world. Blessed John Paul II tells us that faith at times involves a perplexity, a heaviness of heart, such as that described by Saint John of the Cross as a dark night of faith in which our understanding is clouded or tested.
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Written by Mark O’Keefe, OSB
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God’s Grace at Work in Us
When it comes to living a Christian life, we often hear the phrase, “Making a life around virtues and values.” And though we hear it, we still tend to ask, What does it mean to “make a life”? Doesn’t life just happen?
In reality, with each and every conscious decision, we make ourselves to be certain kinds of people. Every honest word spoken and every resisted temptation to lie make us honest people. Every unkindness—in word or in act—makes us unkind people. In that sense, we are the architects, the builders, of who we are and what we will become. We make ourselves to be one kind of people as opposed to other kinds: honest rather than dishonest, kind rather than unkind, generous rather than selfish, caring rather than cold.
Of course, as Christians, we expect and we hope more and more that these individual decisions and this work of constructing ourselves will be guided by that divine Architect, according to his plan and with the help of his gracious presence. But even according to his plan and with his divine help, we ourselves must decide and act—thus making a life for ourselves, making a life of ourselves.
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Written by William J. Parker, CSsR
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Bible Basics
Redirecting the Christian Outlook
Two letters of Peter appear at the end of the table of contents in most Bibles. While the Second Letter of Peter follows the First, scholars have determined the two letters could not have been written by the same author since the language, style, and message of 2 Peter are all quite different from 1 Peter. Although these contrasts have much that is fascinating to consider, here I am going to focus only on the First Letter of Peter.
It is a common perception that the newly founded Christian religion was a growing threat to the Roman Empire because Rome responded with an empire-wide policy of persecution. However, the relationship between Christianity and the Roman Empire was not as violent as one might think. Historical records do not show any such policy of extermination until the middle of the third century. This means that first-century Christianity had not yet made that big of an impact on the Roman Empire, although definite tensions existed between the two.
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Written by William Rabior, ACSW
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Todd is a compulsive workaholic. He works fifty hours a week at his primary place of employment, then works another twenty hours at a part-time job. His wife complains that she never sees him. His two children beg him to do something fun with them, but he tells them he doesn’t have time. He hasn’t taken a vacation in more than fifteen years. Todd’s life is out of balance.
Christy has always regarded herself as being fat, even though others view her as slender and svelte. Recently, she started an aggressive weight-loss program with a limited caloric intake, along with a daily three-hour workout at the gym. Her parents are worried she will damage her health. She tells them she will end her program when she reaches her ideal weight. Secretly, however, she wonders if she can stop. Her life is out of balance.
Chet has a gambling problem. He and his wife began going to casinos strictly for entertainment, but now Chet can’t seem to stop. His wife refuses to go with him anymore, because once there, she can’t get him to leave. Chet has been leaving work early so he can gamble before going home. His losses far exceed his wins, but Chet is convinced the one really big hit is just around the corner. He tells himself that once it takes place, he will stop gambling altogether. Chet’s life is out of balance.
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Written by John P. Fahey Guerra
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Some years ago while setting up for an event I had planned in an inner-city parish in Denver, Colorado, frustration began to well up within me. People who had been asked to do certain things hadn’t arrived, the food had yet to be prepared, tables and chairs were not set up, and we were minutes away from the start of the event.
As I looked at the scene in the church, it appeared as though nothing was going to happen that day. The well-planned event was, in my mind, going to be a failure. The painstakingly slow arrival of people only added to my frustration. Little by little, food began to be prepared, the hall took shape, and participants began to arrive. As a flurry of activity went on around me, I remained under a cloud of disheartened doubt.
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