Brother Benedict's Short and Sweet Discernment Reflection

"Excuse me, Father."

At this point, I'm used to it. Usually, if it's only the one time, I don't even bring it up. It's not a big deal, and often it wouldn't make a big difference to people if I took the time to explain it anyway. They usually just want someone to talk to or to pray for them--they won't care much that I'm not a priest.

If the conversation continues, I'll sometimes find a way of subtly introducing the topic, usually by introducing myself--"My name's Brother Benedict." If they pick up on it, fine; if not, no big deal--I've yet to be asked to hear a Confession or say a Mass.

I used to think that I wanted to be a priest, but I'm not sure I ever felt called. Taking an entire year to really discern without all the normal, worldly distractions helped me to see that I probably confused a call to religious life for a call to the priesthood. I was unsure about it when I was a Benedictine postulant. I was unsure about it when the year started. I'm sure about it now.

It isn't that I don't like the idea of the priesthood--parts of it really appeal to me, and sometime I think I do want to be a priest. Of course, sometimes I think I want to be married. Heck, sometimes I think I want to be a cloistered nun (surrounded by grandmothers? What a life). Discernment isn't about occasional feelings, though, it's about a call, and I just don't think I'm called to be a priest... or a husband or a nun.

Br. Paul wanted me to write about my discernment process--well, I thought and prayed a lot. I even talked to some people about it (like Br. Paul). That's pretty much it. There was no great, earth-shattering revelation, no voice from above (or below). I came to a decision and was at peace with it--so that's my one bit of advice: go with what brings you to peace. If you're open to God's will--and I mean, like, really open--then He's gonna point you in the right direction. It's kind of His job.

By the grace of God I have been given a call to serve His people. By His good pleasure I took my sweet time finding it out (for further details, see my long, boring previous posts). And through His infinite mercy I've been given the Dominicans to fulfill that call. And I will follow that call wherever He may lead me. If at some point the Lord should see fit to call me to the Altar, then I will joyfully follow Him there.

If not, I am content to remain simply Br. Benedict of the Order of Preachers.

Br. Benedict Romero, novice cooperator brother

*Br. Benedict is scheduled to profess simple vows on August 14th, at St. Dominic's Church in Denver, CO with his six classmates--please pray for them.

To read Br. Benedict's previous posts, CLICK HERE and HERE

New Dominican Saints

It was just this past June when the Holy Father received the documents from the Congregation for the Causes of the Saints that approved a miracle through the intercession of Venerable Father Jean-Joseph Lataste, opening the way for Fr. Lataste's beatification. At the same time, the heroic virtues of Servant of God Luigia Tincani, now called Venerable, were confirmed. These two Dominicans--one a priest known for his work with prisoners, for founding a congregation of sisters, and for dedicating his life to the cause of having St. Joseph declared the patron of the Universal Church, and the other a Dominican lay woman and foundress of the Union of St. Catherine of Sienna of the Missionaries of the School--were two among many holy people moving up the ladder of the canonization process that day.

As promoter of causes for the Province of St. Albert the Great, part of my job is to pass on information about the Dominicans in the process of canonization, or who are being considered for that process (like Father Ambrose Windbacher pictured to the left above, a missionary to Nigeria from my province). In order to do that job on a wider scale, and more efficiently, I have created a new blog dedicated to Dominican saints and saints-to-be. Already, I list 15 people named Venerable, 35 Servants of God, and 36 people who are being considered for canonization. They are Dominican lay men and women, Dominican sisters, nuns, or friars, or other associates of the Order of Preachers. Many are from the past two centuries, and several are from the United States (including Puerto Rico), Canada, and Mexico.

Please visit the website today to learn more about these Causes for Joy: Dominican Saints and Saints-to-be. And please pass on the word.
Thank you,
Br. Paul, OP

A Year in Review: Br. Samuel's Novitiate Reflection

One year ago, I was preparing to enter the Dominican Novitiate when I took some time out of my preparations to write about what brought me to the Dominicans. Now here I sit, a few weeks from making my first profession as a Dominican, reflecting over this past year. This year has been marked by an overarching peace—the same peace which called me to the Dominicans. It has been a year of introspection—of going within and acknowledging my strengths, as well as naming and facing my shortcomings and weaknesses. It has been a year of tremendous growth and positive change, as I continuously become the person God has called me to be. My novitiate year has been an incredible blessing and a formative experience which I am blessed to have had.

As I mentioned in my post last year, Dominican life is supported by the four pillars of prayer, community, study, and ministry. The novitiate year focuses on the first two pillars—prayer and community—building a solid foundation for the years of study and active ministry ahead. Our common prayer revolves around the chanting of the Liturgy of the Hours and daily Mass together. This schedule of morning prayer and Mass, mid-day prayer, evening prayer, and night prayer provides great opportunities to put the day’s activities on hold, enter into God’s peace and Christ’s presence, and pray together as a community. Along with communal prayer, the novitiate is a time to grow deeper in personal prayer, as well. The experience of daily Mass and frequent Confession has made me fall more deeply in love with these sacraments. I have benefited from increased time in Eucharistic Adoration, and have increased my devotion to the Rosary—a prayer near and dear to the Order of Preachers. All of this has led to a closer relationship with Christ and a general deepening of my faith.

Focus on the common life is one of the things that initially attracted me to the Dominicans. Growing up in a large and close extended family has ingrained in me a need for communal interaction and a sense of familial life. While the family in religious life looks different from the typical family unit, the sentiments are still the same. The seven of us novices, along with our novice master and the seven other Dominicans who live here in Denver (six priests and one cooperator brother) have formed a familial bond. The bond extends to the entire province—to over 170 Friars. The bond even extends further, encompassing the entire Dominican Order, including cloistered nuns, active sisters, and the Dominican Laity as well. I have joined a large and incredible family, and it has been a blessing. Here in Denver, I have learned what it truly means to live in Dominican community. We are here to support one another, to challenge one another, and to love one another. We come together as a community each day to pray, eat, and play. Dinners each night are eaten together, and are a great time of conversation and laughter. Community, of course, goes beyond our formal, planned community time. Living in a community is a full-time experience. The blessings of this communal life also come with challenges. We are all different people with different tastes, temperaments, gifts, and annoyances. Each of us brings a different person to the novitiate. All of us contribute different strengths to the community, and we each challenge the others in different ways. When I was first discerning a call to the Dominicans, a friar told me “If you’ve met one Dominican, you’ve met one Dominican.” This saying has definitely held true this year. Although we are different people, we are constantly striving to be of one heart and one mind seeking God, as our rule instructs us to do. This demands that we solve internal problems in a charitable and effective way. We are not all best friends, but we are all brothers, and must maintain the bond of brotherhood. When he was here visiting, Master of the Order Fr. Bruno Cadoré, O.P. told us, “Never forget that you all have the same best friend.” This simple yet beautiful statement helps put this communal life into perspective. Even if the only thing we share in common is our love of Christ, that alone is enough to bond us.

This year has been full of new experiences and adventures. One big new experience has been, of course, the wearing of a habit. The habit, which has been worn since our founding, is an outward sign which identifies us to the world as Dominican Friars. Wearing the habit calls us to an increased accountability which comes along with being identified with the order. We are seen as friars first, and anything that we say or do—both good and bad—can have an effect on peoples’ view of the Dominicans, which provides great opportunity for witness. Wearing the habit has inward and personal aspects, too. The habit reminds us of the vows which we profess and live. It also reminds us of our brothers and sisters in St. Dominic, and our 800-year history as an order. When I put my habit on, I am putting on the same garment that was worn by incredible men and women—St. Dominic, St. Catherine of Sienna, St. Rose of Lima, St. Thomas Aquinas, and my patron Venerable Samuel Mazzuchelli to name a few. While wearing the habit is part of being a Dominican Friar, it is not the end-all, be-all of this life. We are Dominicans whether in or out of the habit, always called to live the life we profess to live.

From the moment when I was vested in the habit on the first day of the novitiate, wearing the habit has been a very natural experience for me. Whether in the house, at ministry, or in public places in habit, I, for the most part, have felt comfortable in the thirteenth-century garment of the Dominicans. The few times when I have felt uncomfortable or awkward in habit have come at unexpected times, and the moments of awkwardness generally pass quickly. Doing ministry each week in habit, primarily teaching science and religion at a K-8 school, helped me to more fully understand and appreciate why we wear habits, and also to get used to how others react to people in habits.

A good portion of the novitiate conferences revolved around interpersonal relationships, group dynamics, and psychological analysis tools such as the Myers-Briggs and the Enneagram. Looking into myself, who I am, and why I respond the way I do, as well as how groups of people interact has been very fruitful to the common life we live. These tools have been the more tangible aspects of this year’s introspection, which contribute to the deeper, more spiritual discoveries of the introspection. I must know who I am right now in order to become who I am called to be—the fullest version of myself.

One of the highlights of the year was meeting Fr. Bruno Cadoré, O.P., the current master of the order. It is somewhat rare for novices to meet the master of the order, who is stationed in Rome. When Fr. Bruno was here, he met with us novices for most of an afternoon. He asked us two questions: what the order needed to work on in America, and what we would like to see the order and the province to do regarding ministries, missions, and vision. He took notes on what we said and was very engaging in the discussion. Fr. Bruno is an incredibly holy and humble man, and it is clear that he cares for each of his brothers. He is a fitting successor to St. Dominic, as he possesses many of the qualities which we read about St. Dominic possessing. We are blessed to have met him, and when we make profession on August 14, we will personally know the man who we profess obedience to.

Another major highlight of the year was our month-long tour of the province, during which we met many of the friars in the province and visited most of the ministry sites in which our province serves. The tour also included stops at a few Dominican motherhouses of active sisters and convents of cloistered nuns. The trip culminated in Chicago with our provincial assembly—a gathering of most of the friars of the province, during which Br. Paul Byrd, O.P. professed his solemn vows. While I was greatly looking forward to the trip and expecting it to be fun, I did not realize how much of a discernment process the trip would be. Seeing the friars in active ministry was like getting a sneak peek into what life as a Dominican will someday look like—these will be the places I will live and do ministry at. These are the brothers I will someday live with. The discernment continued at the provincial assembly, which felt like a family reunion—these are my brothers—each one different, each one bonded by fraternal charity in St. Dominic. The entire tour was an affirmation that this is where God wants me to be—in the Province of St. Albert the Great of the Order of Preachers.

This novitiate year has been very natural for me. I have felt like I fit in well in the context of this life—as if I were meant to be here. Some of the times which I anticipated would be difficult, especially not being home for the holidays, turned out to not be so bad—just different. That is not to say that this year has been a cake walk and struggle-free. I have had some times of difficulty here as I have faced times of spiritual growth. This environment has been a great one in which to work through these difficult times, though. Any true path in life is going to come with struggle and difficulties. It is what we do in these difficult times that matters.

As this year comes to an end and first profession draws near, I greatly look forward to what lies ahead. On August 14, the seven of us novices will profess the vow of obedience (under which lie the vows of poverty and chastity) for a period of two years. On August 15, we move to St. Louis, joining the other student brothers currently living there. We will begin studies at Aquinas Institute of Theology, where we will eventually complete our studies in philosophy and theology. As I continue this journey, I will seek to remain in the peace of God’s plan—the peace which brought me here, has kept me here, and which continues to guide me. The peace which surpasses all understanding, which tells me this is where God has called me to be.

Br. Samuel Hakeem

CLICK HERE to read Br. Samuel's original posting one year ago.

*Br. Samuel is a cleric brother and will begin studies for ordination in the fall. He and his six classmates are scheduled to profess simple vows on August 14th at St. Dominic's Church, Denver, CO. Please pray for them as they begin their retreat this week.

Montréal Update: A Day in the Life

I just wanted to give readers a little update on my life here in Montréal now that I've been here for just a little over two weeks.

A typical day for me begins at 5:50am. The sun usually wakes me up, as I only have blinds on the windows. I have breakfast, get ready, and report for daily Mass at 7:30am. (The picture to the left shows the interior of the church from the vantage point of the back section where the community prays daily office--it's a pretty and colorful church in its way.) Morning Prayer follows Mass, but I have to go to school (so I pray Office of Readings and Morning Prayer on my own). I walk to the metro and take the train one station over to school.

I am in French class from 8:30-11:45 Monday-Friday, and on Tuesdays 1:00-3:00pm as well. Most of the class is in French. Indeed, the little smattering of English heard is usually from students. As might be expected, the classes focus on conversations skills and building up our knowledge of grammar rules and vocabulary.

Given the schedule, I miss daytime prayer with the community, but make it home for lunch. Lunch and dinner are great opportunities for me to practice my French, or to listen in on conversations. I admit, I still find it difficult to understand people when the speak at normal pace, especially if they have a heavy Quebecois accent. But...I'm getting better. It was at dinner one evening that I coined a new term--Kentuckcois, a Quebecois variation of "Kentuckian". Je suis Kentuckcois!

If I don't have class in the afternoon, I inevitably have to take an afternoon nap, then get up to study. After prayer and dinner, my evenings are usually taken up by study also.

Things that have surprised me thus far would be the hilliness of the city, the temperature (like how hot and humid Montréal can be), the high prices at the stores, and how tired I get during the day, just from concentrating so hard on understanding others.

Things I have loved so far include the amazing churches in the city (including the two basilicas downtown), the convenience of the metro subway system, the view of the sunsets either from the vantage point of the University of Montreal or the the roof of the priory where I stay, the carrot cake and poutine I had at Nickel's Diner, and the friendliness of the people, especially the Dominican friars with whom I live.

I have also enjoyed getting to witness to my Catholic faith and my Dominican vocation with the people I encounter--namely, the other students in my class. Just getting to wear the Dominican cross around campus and the city is a witness, where the main religious symbol is no longer the habit of Catholic religious brothers and sisters (although I have seen two religious sisters and one benedictine monk in habit), but the head scarf of Muslim women.

Speaking of which, I have been impressed by the number of Muslim women witnessing to their faith by the head scarf. To me, the sight is a powerful one, and a positive one. While most of the Western men and women run around in their summer clothing--some of them barely covered--these women witness to modesty. They become, thereby, a kind of billboard for Islamic values, and they proclaim quite eloquently "We (Muslims) are here." I have only seen one woman wearing the extreme version of the veil, where only here eyes were visible.

On the weekends, I usually explore different parts of the city. This week's adventures included visiting the Cathedral Basilica of Mary, Queen of the World and Notre Dame Basilica and going to see Harry Potter 7.2 in the McGill area of downtown. --Not to mention having Cincinnati style Poutine (the fries with chili and shredded cheddar cheese). That poutine was awesome! I look forward to trying either Mexican or Greek style poutine next.
When in Canada, eh?
Br. Paul, OP

Salutations de Montréal

J'écris ce à partir du Couvent de St-Albert-le-Grand, à Montréal, au Québec, où je vais vivre pour les six prochaines semaines. Demain, je commence un programme intensif de langue en immersion pour apprendre le français. Je ne parle pas très bien français, je ne le comprends quand je l'écoute des autres, mais je peux lire le français assez bien. Au moins, je peux faire ce que je lis la Bible en français.

Hier, j'ai visité l'Oratoire Saint-Joseph et le tombeau de saint André Bessette. L'Oratoire est un beau bâtiment, et il était émouvant de voir le nombre de béquilles laissées par ceux qui ont été guéris. La seule plainte que j'ai eu était que l'endroit était assez bruyant, avec beaucoup de touristes qui n'avait aucun respect pour le lieu comme un sanctuaire.

J'ai appris que bien que le Québec est majoritairement catholique, les Québécois sont pour la plupart non pratiquant. En fait, il ya une certaine hostilité envers l'Eglise, tant et si bien, les frères dominicains ne portent pas leur habitude en public. Ainsi, alors que les musulmans et les juifs se promener librement dans la ville porter leurs vêtements particuliers, religieuse catholique et le clergé ne peut pas, par crainte de l'hostilité. Quel endroit!

Bien sûr, j'ai beaucoup entendu parler de la volonté de certains Québécois à être indépendant du reste du Canada. J'ai vu seperatists le samedi, quand je suis allé à l'hôpital Sainte-Justine pour voir le duc et la duchesse de Cambridge. Ces manifestants a fait une commotion, avec leurs drapeaux et chants, et à l'époque, je n'aimais pas ça, parce que cela signifiait que le duc et la duchesse ne pouvait pas prendre plus de temps pour saluer la foule. Je ne brièvement vu le Prince William d'onde de nous, il fromt voiture, puis pressés dans le hall d'hôpital. Sur ce, le quatrième de Juillet, je dois rire de mon comportement. D'une part, pourquoi un Américain, le fils de ceux qui ont combattu dans la révolution, si désireux de voir un duc et la duchesse - symboles d'un système de gouvernement que mon peuple a refusé? Et pourquoi devrais-je pas en charge, dans une certaine mesure prudente, les Québécois, agité comme certains d'entre eux sont, pour être libre? Après tout, le désir de changement était ce qui a conduit mes ancêtres à se battre pour leur indépendance de la Grande-Bretagne. Mais, c'est une situation compliquée avec pas de réponse facile, surtout depuis que la majorité des Québécois semblent réellement était de rester unis au Canada.

Tandis que le frère Cristobal et moi attendions de voir le duc et la duchesse, nous avons parlé avec une femme anglophone du Québec. Elle était d'origine juive, mais ne sont plus vraiment cru en Dieu ou son patrimoine religieux. Elle a parlé contre les séparatistes et elle a parlé sur les difficultés que les anglophones sont parfois confrontés vivant au Québec, y compris les règles sur qui est autorisé à assister à laquelle les écoles. Cette question a également porté sur la religion. La femme, à son tour, a demandé à Cristobal frère et moi d'expliquer pourquoi nous resterait catholique après les scandales d'abus sexuels, et elle a demandé au sujet de la vie consacrée - en particulier sur la chasteté. Ce faisant, elle nous a donné l'occasion de témoigner de la foi et de vie religieuse. J'ai été capable de le faire à nouveau avec une autre femme dans la foule qui était chrétien. Ainsi, l'évangélisation peut arriver, même quand on est juste en attente pour attraper un aperçu de la royauté.

[The above was translated using Google Translate. I apologize for any mistakes in grammar, etc.]

Translation:
I am writing this from the Couvent de St-Albert-le-Grand in Montreal, Quebec, where I will be living for the next six weeks. Tomorrow, I begin an intensive language immersion program to learn French. I do not speak French very well, nor do I understand it when I listen to others, but I can read French somewhat well. At least, I can make out what I am reading from the Bible in French.

Yesterday, I visited St. Joseph's Oratory and the tomb of St. Andre Bessette (shown to the left). The Oratory is a beautiful building, and it was poignant to see the number of crutches left behind by those who have been healed. The only complaint I had was that the place was rather noisy, with many tourists who had no respect for the place as a shrine.

I have learned that although Quebec is predominantly Catholic, the Quebecois are mostly nonpracticing. In fact, there is some hostility toward the Church, so much so, the Dominican friars do not wear their habit in public. Thus, while Muslims and Jews freely roam the city wearing their particular clothing, Catholic religious and clergy cannot, for fear of hostility. What a place!

Of course, I have heard much about the desire of some Quebecois to be independent from the rest of Canada. I saw seperatists on Saturday, when I went to St. Justine's Hospital to see the Duke and Duchess of Cambridge. These protestors made a commotion, with their flags and chants, and at the time, I did not like it, because it meant that the Duke and Duchess could not take more time to greet the crowd. I only briefly saw Prince William wave to us fromt he car, and then hurry into the hospital lobby. On this, the Fourth of July, I have to laugh at my behavior. On the one hand, why would an American, the son of those who fought in the revolution, be so eager to see a duke and duchess--symbols of a system of government that my people have rejected? And why would I not support, in some cautious measure, the Quebecois, restless as some of them are, to be free? After all, the desire for change was what drove my ancestors to fight for their independence from Britain. But, this is a complicated situation with no easy answer, especially since the majority of the Quebecois seem to actually was to remain united with Canada.

While Brother Cristobal and I were waiting to see the duke and duchess, we spoke with an Anglophone woman from Quebec. She was of Jewish origin, but no longer really believed in God or her religious heritage. She spoke against the seperatist and she spoke about the hardships that Anglophones sometimes face living in Quebec, including rules about who is allowed to attend which schools. That question also touched on religion. The woman, in turn, asked Brother Cristobal and I to explain why we would remain Catholic after the sex-abuse scandals, and she asked about the vowed life--particularly about chastity. In doing so, she gave us an opportunity to witness to the faith and to religious life. I was able to do so again with another woman in the crowd who was a Christian. Thus, evangelization can happen, even when one is just waiting to catch a glimpse of royalty.

Br. Paul, OP