Monthly Archives: December 2010

Meet Sister Kate Pierce, IHM

 

Sister Kathryn T. (Catherine Ann) Pierce,IHM, expected to be a classroom teacher for many years, but working in cross-cultural settings changed her mind.
Sister Kate taught in both the Catholic and public school systems in Puerto Rico for 14 years while earning a master’s degree in cross-cultural education. After she left Puerto Rico, she lived in the south Bronx.
“I intended to prepare to go to Tanzania for mission work,” she recalls. “Instead, whileserving on the IHM Vice Provincial leadership team, I became acquainted with the Maryknollers when I was studying for a degree in liberation theology and scripture at their School of Theology.
“When I completed my degree, Tanzania and Uganda were at war, so I wasn’t able to follow my original plan. The Maryknoll Society asked me to work in its newly created Center for Mission Studies. They provided a basic outline but I had the freedom and responsibility to decide what the center would do.”
The center initially focused on easing the transition for those who planned to minister in a different culture and those returning to their home cultures. As the center evolved, Sister Kate added programs about cultural diversity and acculturation, developed for international priests and religious entering ministry in the United States.

Sister Kate spent 27 years with Maryknoll cross-cultural services. When Maryknoll closed the center in 2006, she moved the office to Detroit and, with the support of a 12-member board, the work continues asIntercultural Consultation Services  (ICS).

 

Sister Kate takes ICS programs overseas twice a year,but spends most of her time traveling throughout the United States preparing religious groups and others for intercultural ministry.

“Before people can effectively minister in another culture, they must be very aware of themselves and their own cultural biases,” she says. They need to spend time reflecting on and discerning their call.”

Respecting cultural diversity, learning cross-cultural conflict management and developing skills for intercultural living and working are critical components to Sister Kate’s ministry. Equally important is helping people who are returning to their country of origin – what she calls their “passport country.”

“When I came back to United States, I really didn’t give much thought to how I’d changed after 14 years in Puerto Rico,” Sister Kate reflects. “I learned firsthand how important it is to spend time on the re-entry process and ask the question, ‘Who am I now  as a result of my experiences?’“After spending years away, your country of origin isn’t ‘home’ anymore,” she explains. “You have changed. Your family and friends have changed and you see your country from a different perspective. It can take two years or more to re-create it as ‘home’ as you honor your intercultural experiences.” In 2000, Sister Kate received the Mission Award from the U.S. Catholic MissionAssociation for her dedication and commitment to cross-cultural mission issues.

Sharon’s Christmas Prayer


Every year while I ministered in our Spirituality Center we used this excerpt from John Shea’s book for the Communion Meditation and it never failed to make my eyes swim. I have to share it on this beautiful day.

She was five,
sure of the facts
and recited them
with slow solemnity
convinced every word
was revelation.

She said,
“They were so poor
they had only peanut butter and jelly sandwiches
to eat
and they went a long way from home
without getting lost.  The lady rode
a donkey, the man walked, and the baby
was inside the lady.
They had to stay in a stable
with an ox and an ass (hee-hee)
but the Three Rich Men found them
because a star lited the roof.
Shepherds came and you could pet the sheep
but not feed them.
Then the baby was borned.
And do you know who he was?”
Her quarter eyes inflated
to silver dollars.
“The baby was God!”

And she jumped in the air
whirled around, and dove into the sofa
and buried her head under the cushion
which is the only proper response
to the Good News of the Incarnation.
John Shea. The Hour of the Unexpected

Blessed Christmas season to you!

Our cherished IHM feast–one day late

I got caught up in the days’ activities yesterday and never got to blog about our December 8 patronal feast day celebrating Mary’s Immaculate Conception.  It’s too special to skip, so I’d like to share one of the day’s customs that means a lot to me. Each year at the December 8 Mass we make a communal renewal of our vows. Those who work in parish or school ministry typically renew their vows at the parish Mass that day.  It is one way to help our people understand the core of our life. Choosing to make these vows is definitely not finished on the day of our Final Profession.  In fact I am more deeply touched and inspired with each passing year. I share the form we use and invite you to mull on it.

Most gracious and loving God,
I, Sister ______________________,
united in community with my Sisters,
renew my vows of chastity, obedience and poverty
which I made on the day of my profession,
intending by this renovation,
to devote my self anew to Jesus Christ
whom I love and in whom I believe,
     and
to recommit myself
with the members of this Congregation
to participation in redeeming mission
of Jesus Christ.

Save the world

If you are interested in vocations I suspect you go regularly to “Catholics on Call,” a website that “assists young adults to listen to God’s call in their lives.” As I looked over the site today I came on this article written by Megan Sherrier, a young graduate student at CTU. This season as we await the fullness of God’s life on earth, I want to share Megan’s profound insight.  I’m wondering if you think she’s on target!

Breaking news to my fellow young adults: It is not our vocation to save the world.

Your colleges told you otherwise. Your service programs and volunteer corps advertised it as your given right. There is a drive deep within you desperately yearning to “fix things.”

You cannot.

For centuries, the most inspiring of people have given their entire hearts to the world, and yet devastation remains. Even after Mother Teresa’s lifetime of sacrificial, loving work there are still children dying on the streets of Kolkata this very day. No matter what you do, it will never be enough.

At first read, this sounds cynical and fatalistic. Rather, it is the opposite. We should all be thankful for this reality. Thank God it is not up to us! What a weight is lifted once we can surrender control back to the One who holds it in the first place! There lies a paradox that we must first deny perfection in order to affirm goodness.

Our determination to save the world can lead us to a place even darker than the troubled world which we are trying to heal in the first place. Our well-intentioned drive turns from love to frustrated anger when not emptied in faith to a power beyond ourselves.

An influential mentor in my own life has fallen victim to this “save-the-world” perspective. A powerful social worker who has dramatically shifted the lives of young families in poverty, she has been consumed by the smallness of her work. From her outlook, things are getting worse and so she has failed. Cases are more complex as drugs, mental illness and domestic violence all weave their evil threads throughout the larger loom of poverty. Because of these larger issues that still exist, this mentor has failed to see the beauty in the relationships she has built: the triumph in the once-doomed baby-turned-10 year-old honor student greeting her with a huge hug as they reunite by chance in the local CVS. She fails to see the improvements—no, not complete solutions—but stepping stones towards a warmer life full of love for those she has served.

She has trapped herself in the false image of being a human savior. We must remember that while the Savior commissioned us to love one another, Christ never bestowed his title upon us. You are not in control. You are the hands and feet of Christ on Earth today, but you must remember who created those hands and feet—Hint: It was not you!

Whatever you accomplish today has to be enough for you. You are not going to do any long term good if you cannot first love today, exactly as it is, for all it is worth. Tomorrow is too late. Our vocations have neither a geography nor a start date. This is it: right here, right now. Our vocation is our entire life, not just the highlights or glory moments.

Do not judge your success on an ability which you do not possess—to eradicate hunger, poverty, and abuse. These are worthy goals and should be the aim of how we live. However, there is something missing: Present joy in the glimpse of the Reign of God that does surround us—the homeless man’s smile, the unconditional support between abused sisters, the laughter of a child struggling with a terminal illness. Do not diminish these incredible miracles of perseverance in the pursuit of miracles of perfection. Do not ignore the blessings in front of you because you are too busy asking for more.

For all of these above examples, nothing was fixed, and no one was saved. But despite the suffering, love remained. Fr. Greg Boyle, a Jesuit priest working amidst the LA gang wars, states: “The highest form of sanctity is to live in hell and not lose hope.” Notice, he does not say the highest form of sanctity is to eradicate hell, but just to live among it and still choose to see the optimism found in love present during suffering. That is our role: to love fully, and leave the rest up to the One in charge.

Dear God, we thank you for the opportunity to taste the goodness of your kingdom, however incomplete on Earth, every single day of our lives. For in whomever we encounter, we have the chance to fulfill our vocation and encounter You.

Do not speak your Amen. Go live it through your joy in this day.

Megan Sherrier

Megan is a 2007 CoC alumna and a graduate from University of Richmond. She is currently a graduate student at CTU, Chicago.

Our Sr. Nancy Lee, Iconographer for Immigrants


Nancy Lee Smith, IHM, was commissioned to write an icon of St. Toribio Romo Gonzalaz to be installed, along with a first-class relic of St. Torbio, at Holy Redeemer Church in Detroit.

 St. Toribio was murdered by Mexican government troops in 1928. Since the early 1970s, there have been reports of his assistance to Mexicans crossing into the United States surreptitiously. He is considered by many to be the patron saint of undocumented immigrants. 

The icon depicts St. Toribio holding a road-crossing sign depicting a fleeing family in black silhouette. It was commissioned by a Holy Redeemer parishioner. 

The relic, a bone fragment, came from Santa Ana de Guadalupe in Jalisco State, Mexico, to the Archdiocese of Detroit on Nov. 3. After a brief stop at St. Joseph Studio on the IHM Motherhouse campus, it was received by Archbishop Allen Vigneron. Currently, the relic is being taken to various parishes within the Hispanic community. It was installed at Holy Redeemer in a glass-fronted reliquary. Nancy Lee’s icon will hang above it.