<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90792745583387836</id><updated>2011-11-28T07:21:22.267-06:00</updated><category term='Spiritual Canticle'/><category term='death'/><category term='Teresa of Jesus'/><category term='Pope Benedict'/><category term='wounds'/><category term='Holy Hill'/><category term='Teresa Benedicta of the Cross'/><category term='Assumption'/><category term='providence'/><category term='St. Joseph'/><category term='hidden'/><category term='truth'/><category term='Edith Stein'/><category term='Gethsemane'/><category term='Risen Christ'/><category term='Living Flame'/><category term='humility'/><category term='transverberation'/><category term='St. John of the Cross'/><category term='Easter'/><category term='loneliness'/><category term='Palm Sunday'/><category term='John of the Cross'/><category term='homily'/><category term='prayer'/><title type='text'>The Discalced Carmel - Called to the Royal Road of Prayer</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://discalcedcarmelitefriar.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90792745583387836/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://discalcedcarmelitefriar.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Fr. Michael Berry, OCD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14756295551907414850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Kk28GkRXECU/TayfbsAsetI/AAAAAAAACXU/4idl-YWAg-s/s220/IMG_0364_2.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>19</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90792745583387836.post-8936121836611538183</id><published>2011-08-21T12:12:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T12:12:51.196-05:00</updated><title type='text'>From glory to Glory</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div class='p_embed p_image_embed'&gt; &lt;img alt="P40" height="373" src="http://posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/mberryocd/JvdBhEykprmqeCuBfdhlfpqbfgvbazFJyJkuHezmpBcftpHChwlCztxkDFuk/p40.jpg.scaled500.jpg" width="500" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/p&gt;Unfortunately, I'm now posting this a week later, given the lack of wifi access during travels, so... &lt;p&gt;Aug 14 brought another extraordinary grace... Our pilgrimage group left Lourdes early in the morning and travelled by bus to Loyola and the family home of St. Ignatius, great Founder of the Society of Jesus.  We arrived while dozens and dozens of other WYD pilgrims of different countries were arriving. I thought for sure we would be among the hundreds and hundreds preparing for an outdoor Mass in front of the Basilica.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Instead, we made our way to the upper room where St. Ignatius spent months recuperating from his near-mortal wounds taken during a battle in Pamplona, including a leg shattered by a cannonball. In this room while lying in bed he would read, finally reading as well a life of Christ and stories of the saints. From here he resolved inwardly to serve Christ and to seek His glory rather than his own. Fantasies of winning the love of a lady at court and renown for military exploits gave way to a dawning awareness of a love and beauty incomparably greater ... the majesty of a God who hid His glory for a time in order to draw all things to Himself (cf. John 12:32). A King who became a servant so as to truly establish His reign in the wayward hearts of His creatures.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here then, in Ignatius' room, we celebrated the Mass... It was a blessing and a reminder of the true glory to which each of us is called ... that to Whom is given a name above all names. Jesus.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/90792745583387836-8936121836611538183?l=discalcedcarmelitefriar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://discalcedcarmelitefriar.blogspot.com/feeds/8936121836611538183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=90792745583387836&amp;postID=8936121836611538183' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90792745583387836/posts/default/8936121836611538183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90792745583387836/posts/default/8936121836611538183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://discalcedcarmelitefriar.blogspot.com/2011/08/from-glory-to-glory.html' title='From glory to Glory'/><author><name>Fr. Michael Berry, OCD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14756295551907414850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Kk28GkRXECU/TayfbsAsetI/AAAAAAAACXU/4idl-YWAg-s/s220/IMG_0364_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90792745583387836.post-5431530044529959687</id><published>2011-08-12T12:04:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-12T12:04:28.564-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lourdes: The gift of a "disarming" Mother</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div class='p_embed p_image_embed'&gt; &lt;img alt="P32" height="500" src="http://posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/mberryocd/BtwbzBagttwrtbmvaudxGnlnFAazejHnqeqpegofJDGgfuqemaoaDBirljgm/p32.jpg.scaled500.jpg" width="373" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/p&gt;I went to the baths at Lourdes this afternoon and washed in the waters of Bernadette's spring. It was the third time I have done so in four visits to Lourdes. And each time it is powerfully emotional for me. Hundreds of human beings from all over the world standing in line to enter the baths, praying and singing in different languages, asking for graces and healing for themselves and for others.&lt;p&gt;What is so powerful? It is the raw vulnerability that is rendered present as one approaches a tender Mother clothed in God's mercy. A smiling Mother who says, "Come as you are and receive the mercy of my Son." She exhorts and even goads us to trust in the One who first became all-vulnerable for us in her womb, taking our fragile humanity to Himself. ...As we made our way on the line to the baths here at Lourdes, it is as though each inner doubt or fear was addressed and further elicited forth by an understanding Mother: "What are you thinking, dear child? What more? Fear nothing and hold nothing for yourself. My Son's crucified love will provide all you need."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In his Angelus address at Lourdes on September 14, 2008, Pope Benedict said: "Before Mary, by virtue of her very purity, man does not hesitate to reveal his weakness, to express his questions and his doubts, to formulate his most secret hopes and desires. The Virgin Mary's maternal love disarms all pride; it renders man capable of seeing himself as he really is, and it inspires in him the desire to be converted so as to give glory to God."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Holy Mary, Mother of God, pray for us sinners, now and at the hour of death. Monstra Te esse Matrem! (Show Yourself to be Our Mother!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/90792745583387836-5431530044529959687?l=discalcedcarmelitefriar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://discalcedcarmelitefriar.blogspot.com/feeds/5431530044529959687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=90792745583387836&amp;postID=5431530044529959687' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90792745583387836/posts/default/5431530044529959687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90792745583387836/posts/default/5431530044529959687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://discalcedcarmelitefriar.blogspot.com/2011/08/lourdes-gift-of-mother.html' title='Lourdes: The gift of a &amp;quot;disarming&amp;quot; Mother'/><author><name>Fr. Michael Berry, OCD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14756295551907414850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Kk28GkRXECU/TayfbsAsetI/AAAAAAAACXU/4idl-YWAg-s/s220/IMG_0364_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90792745583387836.post-2995460941755715209</id><published>2011-08-09T11:33:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T11:34:41.949-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Teresa Benedicta of the Cross'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Edith Stein'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='providence'/><title type='text'>St. Teresa Benedicta of the Cross, OCD</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LDDqAd2Vt08/TkFfT918JlI/AAAAAAAACc0/Uwt-GdAVDZk/s1600/Edith+Stein.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LDDqAd2Vt08/TkFfT918JlI/AAAAAAAACc0/Uwt-GdAVDZk/s320/Edith+Stein.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;WHATEVER DID NOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;fit in with my plan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;did fit within the plan of God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I have an ever deeper and firmer belief that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;nothing is merely an accident when seen in the light of God,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;that my whole life down to the smallest details has been marked out for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;in the plan of Divine Providence and has&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;a&amp;nbsp;completely coherent meaning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;in God's all-seeing eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;And so I am beginning to rejoice in the light of glory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;wherein this meaning will be unveiled to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Saint Teresa Benedicta of the Cross (Edith Stein)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Discalced Carmelite Nun martyred at Auschwitz on August 9, 1942&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Co-Patroness of Europe&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Former member of the Order's Bavarian Province to which the monastery of Holy Hill, WI once belonged as a mission house until 1947.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Pray for us, St. Teresa Benedicta of the Cross ... and remember especially the brothers and sisters especially of your Province and her missions!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ave Crux, Spes Unica!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/90792745583387836-2995460941755715209?l=discalcedcarmelitefriar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://discalcedcarmelitefriar.blogspot.com/feeds/2995460941755715209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=90792745583387836&amp;postID=2995460941755715209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90792745583387836/posts/default/2995460941755715209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90792745583387836/posts/default/2995460941755715209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://discalcedcarmelitefriar.blogspot.com/2011/08/st-teresa-benedicta-of-cross.html' title='St. Teresa Benedicta of the Cross, OCD'/><author><name>Fr. Michael Berry, OCD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14756295551907414850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Kk28GkRXECU/TayfbsAsetI/AAAAAAAACXU/4idl-YWAg-s/s220/IMG_0364_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LDDqAd2Vt08/TkFfT918JlI/AAAAAAAACc0/Uwt-GdAVDZk/s72-c/Edith+Stein.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90792745583387836.post-8353807111755631102</id><published>2011-07-27T16:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T16:53:18.448-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='St. John of the Cross'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual Canticle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hidden'/><title type='text'>Finding the Hidden God by being hidden</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt; 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There is reason for you to be elated and joyful in seeing that all your good and hope is so close as to be within you, or better, that you cannot be without Him" (1.7). There's no need to look "outside" of one's soul or to "conjure" the Lord by stirring oneself like the pathetic prophets of Baal who beat themselves into a trance with stones. The Beloved is ALREADY present. However St. John says "there is but one difficulty: Even though he does abide within you, He is &lt;i&gt;hidden&lt;/i&gt;." The means then to finding the Beloved who is "hidden" is for us to &lt;i&gt;likewise make ourselves "hidden"&lt;/i&gt; by embracing fully the virtues of faith, hope and love. This is the "phenomenally unremarkable" but expedient and certain path to encounter the Beloved One.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;If you want to find the Beloved in your hiding place, "Seek him in faith and love, without desiring to find satisfaction in anything, or delight, or desiring to understand anything other than what you ought to know. Faith and love are like the blind person's guides. They will lead you along a path unknown to you, to the place where God is hidden. Faith, the secret we mentioned, is comparable to the feet by which one journeys to God, and love is like one's guide" (1.11).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/90792745583387836-8353807111755631102?l=discalcedcarmelitefriar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://discalcedcarmelitefriar.blogspot.com/feeds/8353807111755631102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=90792745583387836&amp;postID=8353807111755631102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90792745583387836/posts/default/8353807111755631102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90792745583387836/posts/default/8353807111755631102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://discalcedcarmelitefriar.blogspot.com/2011/07/finding-hidden-god-by-being-hidden.html' title='Finding the Hidden God by being hidden'/><author><name>Fr. Michael Berry, OCD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14756295551907414850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Kk28GkRXECU/TayfbsAsetI/AAAAAAAACXU/4idl-YWAg-s/s220/IMG_0364_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2tZICxlCPC0/TjCFqxh3tGI/AAAAAAAACcg/cekqEbfsMpg/s72-c/forestpath.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90792745583387836.post-3758379293063036764</id><published>2011-07-27T16:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T16:33:08.294-05:00</updated><title type='text'>De profundis... I blog for you, O Lord</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;...Perhaps I should just try a "blog burst" (a series of brief posts) since it's been months since my last post. &amp;nbsp;If I had a dime for every occasion or event when I thought "I should blog that," I'd be ... well, wealthier than I am now (but there's no evidence to prove the good intentions). &amp;nbsp;The best blogs (and I do follow a few) offer something contemporaneous to the events they discuss--they're "current." &amp;nbsp;But given my very intermittent bloggings, I tend to take an inventory of the past few months and then make some comment on past happenings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Why am I so reticent to blog? (I ask myself.) &amp;nbsp;Well, I don't think it's laziness. &amp;nbsp;Personally, it's that I'm not naturally inclined to regularly publishing my thoughts or the happenings of my daily life. &amp;nbsp;Actually, when I discerned my entrance into Carmel, I was (and &lt;i&gt;still&lt;/i&gt; am) drawn to a "hidden life." Those who know me and my 6'2" 240ish pound frame might chuckle to hear me say that (since I can't easily hide anywhere). &amp;nbsp;But it's true. &amp;nbsp;Our world is so awash in words and there are countless Twitterers and others who unreservedly disclose to the world their every thought. &amp;nbsp;Lots of digital noise. &amp;nbsp;Much of which is vapid. &amp;nbsp;I do feel like I have much more to &lt;i&gt;listen&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;to&lt;/i&gt; than to &lt;i&gt;say&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/90792745583387836-3758379293063036764?l=discalcedcarmelitefriar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://discalcedcarmelitefriar.blogspot.com/feeds/3758379293063036764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=90792745583387836&amp;postID=3758379293063036764' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90792745583387836/posts/default/3758379293063036764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90792745583387836/posts/default/3758379293063036764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://discalcedcarmelitefriar.blogspot.com/2011/07/de-profundis-i-blog-for-you-o-lord.html' title='De profundis... I blog for you, O Lord'/><author><name>Fr. Michael Berry, OCD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14756295551907414850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Kk28GkRXECU/TayfbsAsetI/AAAAAAAACXU/4idl-YWAg-s/s220/IMG_0364_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90792745583387836.post-7932571732412496797</id><published>2011-05-21T15:28:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T15:30:48.581-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wounds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='loneliness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Teresa of Jesus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Risen Christ'/><title type='text'>Post-Resurrection Impressions</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tQcFnfZUHGc/TdgflQosG1I/AAAAAAAACbc/swrNwSr1E6s/s1600/Jesus+and+Teresa2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tQcFnfZUHGc/TdgflQosG1I/AAAAAAAACbc/swrNwSr1E6s/s320/Jesus+and+Teresa2.jpg" width="223" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;In April of 1571, St. Teresa of Jesus was living in Salamanca. &amp;nbsp;The day after Easter Sunday she was feeling very down and put to paper a reflection for her confessor at the time--Fr. Martín Gutiérrez, S.J., who was rector of the Jesuit house there. &amp;nbsp;She says: "All day yesterday I felt very lonely, for except when I received Communion I benefited little from the fact that it was Easter Sunday" (&lt;i&gt;Spiritual Testimonies&lt;/i&gt;, 12). &amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;Loneliness.&lt;/b&gt; &amp;nbsp;It is an affliction that touches us at the core and it is a suffering that we make great efforts to remedy time and time again. &amp;nbsp;There are times in our lives, no matter how we surround ourselves with others or lose ourselves in some task or another, when we simply pine for a rendezvous wherein we know ourselves to be known and loved intimately. &amp;nbsp;And with a love that is all-assuring and absolute. &amp;nbsp;To be embraced from within.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Teresa says that shortly thereafter: "One day after receiving Communion, it seemed most clear to me that our Lord sat beside me; and He began to console me with great favors, and He told me among other things: &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"See Me here, daughter, for it is I: give Me your hands."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt; And it seemed He took them and placed them on His side&lt;/i&gt; and said:&lt;i&gt; &lt;b&gt;"Behold My wounds. You are not without Me. This short life is passing away"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;(&lt;/span&gt;ibid&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;.).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;... Ah, this is the love we desire--the love of One who has been to the depths of hell, bearing aloft like a torch His unquenchable love, seeking any who are lost. &amp;nbsp;One who understands &lt;i&gt;my&lt;/i&gt; longings. &amp;nbsp;Just as Jesus showed His wounds to His disciples, He shows them to Teresa in order to console her and to awaken her to &lt;i&gt;His&lt;/i&gt; divine perspective. &amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Forever&lt;/i&gt; He bears His wounds in order to assure us that His love is &lt;i&gt;stronger&lt;/i&gt; than death. &amp;nbsp;And He does not "leave us orphans" but rather "prepares a place" for us to finally be with Him (John 14:3,18).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Teresa's experience of loneliness serves as the pretext for her visit from the Risen Christ. &amp;nbsp;Perhaps it is there, in &lt;i&gt;our&lt;/i&gt; painful longing for a definitive rendezvous, where Christ our God takes &lt;i&gt;our&lt;/i&gt; hands and places them on His side. &amp;nbsp;Our ache is met by the touch of God. &amp;nbsp;Dark faith conceals and reveals the One for whom we long. &amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Behold My wounds. You are not without Me. This short life is passing away.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Icon painted by Br. Claude Lane, OSB of Mt. Angel Abbey, OR)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/90792745583387836-7932571732412496797?l=discalcedcarmelitefriar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://discalcedcarmelitefriar.blogspot.com/feeds/7932571732412496797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=90792745583387836&amp;postID=7932571732412496797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90792745583387836/posts/default/7932571732412496797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90792745583387836/posts/default/7932571732412496797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://discalcedcarmelitefriar.blogspot.com/2011/05/post-resurrection-impressions.html' title='Post-Resurrection Impressions'/><author><name>Fr. Michael Berry, OCD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14756295551907414850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Kk28GkRXECU/TayfbsAsetI/AAAAAAAACXU/4idl-YWAg-s/s220/IMG_0364_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tQcFnfZUHGc/TdgflQosG1I/AAAAAAAACbc/swrNwSr1E6s/s72-c/Jesus+and+Teresa2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90792745583387836.post-5782366684316167388</id><published>2011-04-24T10:06:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T20:50:12.412-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holy Hill'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homily'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Easter'/><title type='text'>Awake, O Sleeper! ...I did not create you to be a prisoner of hell...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;An Easter Homily given this morning at Holy Hill, the Basilica of the National Shrine of Mary, Help of Christians... Happy Easter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;             &lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Font Definitions */ @font-face  {font-family:"ＭＳ 明朝";  mso-font-charset:78;  mso-generic-font-family:auto;  mso-font-pitch:variable;  mso-font-signature:1 134676480 16 0 131072 0;} @font-face  {font-family:"ＭＳ 明朝";  mso-font-charset:78;  mso-generic-font-family:auto;  mso-font-pitch:variable;  mso-font-signature:1 134676480 16 0 131072 0;} @font-face  {font-family:Cambria;  panose-1:2 4 5 3 5 4 6 3 2 4;  mso-font-charset:0;  mso-generic-font-family:auto;  mso-font-pitch:variable;  mso-font-signature:-536870145 1073743103 0 0 415 0;}  /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal  {mso-style-unhide:no;  mso-style-qformat:yes;  mso-style-parent:"";  margin-top:0in;  margin-right:0in;  margin-bottom:10.0pt;  margin-left:0in;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:12.0pt;  font-family:Cambria;  mso-ascii-font-family:Cambria;  mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin;  mso-fareast-font-family:"ＭＳ 明朝";  mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-fareast;  mso-hansi-font-family:Cambria;  mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin;  mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi;  mso-fareast-language:JA;} .MsoChpDefault  {mso-style-type:export-only;  mso-default-props:yes;  font-family:Cambria;  mso-ascii-font-family:Cambria;  mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin;  mso-fareast-font-family:"ＭＳ 明朝";  mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-fareast;  mso-hansi-font-family:Cambria;  mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin;  mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi;  mso-fareast-language:JA;} .MsoPapDefault  {mso-style-type:export-only;  margin-bottom:10.0pt;} @page WordSection1  {size:8.5in 11.0in;  margin:.7in .7in .7in .7in;  mso-header-margin:.5in;  mso-footer-margin:.5in;  mso-paper-source:0;} div.WordSection1  {page:WordSection1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; line-height: 150%;"&gt;The Lord is risen!  He is truly risen!  Alleluia!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; line-height: 150%;"&gt;Brothers and sisters, there is NO love like the love of God in Jesus Christ.  Pope John Paul II once wrote that in Christ Jesus, we have a God who actively goes out in search of man.  God is PASSIONATE for the man and the woman He created—He is passionate for each and every one of you and me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; line-height: 150%;"&gt;  How passionate?  Our God is passionate enough to accept being immersed in OUR suffering, and even to surrender the power of death… so to enter into our pain and our loneliness and our fear.  In His Son, Jesus Christ, God scours the very depths of HELL to look for us and to take us upon His broad shoulders and to bring us home to Himself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; line-height: 150%;"&gt;              It was YOUR flesh and MY flesh that God took to Himself in order to reveal to us A LOVE STRONGER THAN DEATH.  This is the meaning of our Easter celebration.  After the horrific suffering of the crucifixion, and the abandonment and the shame, God reveals the gift of RESURRECTION.  Jesus told His disciples, “I am going away and I will return to you.  I do not leave you orphans.”  Though at times we may think God is silent HE NEVER abandons us.  When we think He does not remember us in our suffering, it is especially then that God is most active preparing a dwelling for us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; line-height: 150%;"&gt;              It is not ONLY Christ’s victory we celebrate today, but the promise of OUR VICTORY in Jesus.  Following the homily, we will be sprinkled with the new Easter water, that symbolizes the waters poured upon us in Baptism.  On the day of your Baptism, God made an eternal covenant with you.  Through the action of the priest in the company of the whole Church, God etched into your being the very name of His Son and planted in you the seed of eternal life.  We bear this SEED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; line-height: 150%;"&gt;              “I have come that you might have life and have it to the FULL!”  We Christians worship a God who has the power and the DESIRE to give us ETERNAL LIFE.  ETERNAL LIFE is not a perpetual continuation of the life we experience now.  It is life of abundant love and joy, a life that has NO fear or self-concern.  It is the life we LONG for in the depths of our hearts—to know a LOVE that has no end or conditions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; line-height: 150%;"&gt;              It is our Christian belief that the gift of RISEN life begins here on earth.  Brothers and sisters, we are not celebrating an event of the past, or an event somewhere in the future.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It is a reality NOW….&lt;/span&gt;  We who are baptized into Christ’s death are baptized into His resurrection.  But the disciples running to the tomb in today’s Gospel show us HOW we are to receive this gift of new life.  We are told Peter and the other disciple whom Jesus loved ran to the tomb, the other disciple who arrived first, BENT DOWN and LOOKED into the empty tomb, saw the burial cloths, entered the tomb and BELIEVED.  We are called to BEND DOWN, to make ourselves small as it were—to put aside our selfishness, our pride, our resentment of others—and to believe—to humble ourselves before the mystery of Jesus Christ risen from the dead.  Many do not come to know Jesus as Lord, even many baptized Catholics, because they refuse to run to the tomb, to humble themselves and to believe.  They insist on holding on to the hurt and anger that is so familiar, rather than to embrace the freeing love of Christ Jesus that makes us new.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; line-height: 150%;"&gt;It is marvelous, it that we &lt;b&gt;Catholic&lt;/b&gt; Christians believe that the Risen Jesus touches our lives and transforms us EVERY TIME we receive the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sacraments&lt;/span&gt;—when we come to Holy Communion, when we receive the Sacrament of Penance—we encounter the Risen Jesus.  How many Catholics do not come to Mass because they think there is nothing to be gained there!  And yet EVERY time we receive the Eucharist, we receive the RISEN LIFE of Jesus Christ into our own body and soul!  We can go pray by ourselves, go get exercise, commune with nature and even stand on our heads, BUT &lt;b&gt;nothing&lt;/b&gt; can give us the RISEN LIFE that we receive in the EUCHARIST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; line-height: 150%;"&gt;God wants us to receive His Risen Life…  Consider the person you love most and how you would so desire to give them what is most intimate to yourself … imagine then, that person you love then casually dismissing this most intimate gift of yourself.  How much more Christ wishes to give us the gift of His Risen Life in the Eucharist.  Do we eagerly meet Him?  We received the seed of eternity in the gift of Baptism and Christ wishes to nourish that seed into FULLNESS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify; text-indent: .5in; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small; line-height: 150%;"&gt;Today, let us run to the empty tomb moved by love and let us bend down and humble ourselves so to receive through faith the gift of Christ’s Risen Life.  He is our Savior, now and forever.  He loves us without condition and calls us to now share in the abundance of His life.  He desires only that we should know and possess His joy which is a life forever free of fear, sin, and death.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/90792745583387836-5782366684316167388?l=discalcedcarmelitefriar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://discalcedcarmelitefriar.blogspot.com/feeds/5782366684316167388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=90792745583387836&amp;postID=5782366684316167388' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90792745583387836/posts/default/5782366684316167388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90792745583387836/posts/default/5782366684316167388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://discalcedcarmelitefriar.blogspot.com/2011/04/awake-o-sleeper-i-did-not-create-you-to.html' title='Awake, O Sleeper! ...I did not create you to be a prisoner of hell...'/><author><name>Fr. Michael Berry, OCD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14756295551907414850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Kk28GkRXECU/TayfbsAsetI/AAAAAAAACXU/4idl-YWAg-s/s220/IMG_0364_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90792745583387836.post-5755385810465085393</id><published>2011-04-22T11:56:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T22:15:26.409-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pope Benedict'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='truth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Teresa of Jesus'/><title type='text'>The Truth Will Set You Free</title><content type='html'>"If man lives without truth, life passes him by: ultimately he  surrenders the field to whoever is the stronger.... In Christ, God  entered the world and set up the criterion of truth in the midst of  history.  Truth is outwardly powerless in the world, just as Christ is  powerless by the world's standards: he has no legions; he is crucified.  Yet in his very powerlessness, he is powerful: only thus, again and  again, does truth become power." - Pope Benedict XVI, &lt;em&gt;Jesus of Nazareth, Vol II&lt;/em&gt;, p. 194.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I would rather a spirit without prayer than one that has not begun to walk in truth."   -- St. Teresa of Jesus (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Life&lt;/span&gt;, 13.16)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/90792745583387836-5755385810465085393?l=discalcedcarmelitefriar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://discalcedcarmelitefriar.blogspot.com/feeds/5755385810465085393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=90792745583387836&amp;postID=5755385810465085393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90792745583387836/posts/default/5755385810465085393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90792745583387836/posts/default/5755385810465085393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://discalcedcarmelitefriar.blogspot.com/2011/04/truth-will-set-you-free.html' title='The Truth Will Set You Free'/><author><name>Fr. Michael Berry, OCD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14756295551907414850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Kk28GkRXECU/TayfbsAsetI/AAAAAAAACXU/4idl-YWAg-s/s220/IMG_0364_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90792745583387836.post-2192846449828192047</id><published>2011-04-21T23:57:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T11:42:56.015-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Teresa of Jesus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gethsemane'/><title type='text'>“Now is the time of judgment on this world; now the ruler of this world will be driven out.” (John 12:31)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vEsU3nOwyPw/TbEL8L9hmLI/AAAAAAAACX0/LyVQW-GEH2I/s1600/getsemani.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598268940429138098" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vEsU3nOwyPw/TbEL8L9hmLI/AAAAAAAACX0/LyVQW-GEH2I/s320/getsemani.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; float: right; height: 183px; margin: 0 0 10px 10px; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font: 14.0px 'Lucida Grande'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px 'Lucida Grande'; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: medium;"&gt;St. Teresa of Ávila, Life 9.4: "The scene of His prayer in the garden, especially, was a comfort to me; I strove to be His companion there. If I could, I thought of the sweat and agony He had undergone in that place. I desired to wipe away the sweat He so painfully experienced, but I recall that I never dared to actually do it, since my sins appeared to me so serious. I remained with Him as long as my thoughts allowed me to, for there were many distractions that tormented me. Most nights, for many years before going to bed when I commended myself to God in preparation for sleep, I always pondered for a little while this episode of the prayer in the garden. I did this even before I was a nun since I was told that one gains many indulgences by doing so. I believe my soul gained a great deal through this custom because I began to practice prayer without knowing what it was; and the custom became so habitual that I did not abandon it, just as I did not fail to make the sign of the cross before sleeping."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/90792745583387836-2192846449828192047?l=discalcedcarmelitefriar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://discalcedcarmelitefriar.blogspot.com/feeds/2192846449828192047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=90792745583387836&amp;postID=2192846449828192047' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90792745583387836/posts/default/2192846449828192047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90792745583387836/posts/default/2192846449828192047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://discalcedcarmelitefriar.blogspot.com/2011/04/now-is-time-of-judgment-on-this-world.html' title='“Now is the time of judgment on this world; now the ruler of this world will be driven out.” (John 12:31)'/><author><name>Fr. Michael Berry, OCD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14756295551907414850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Kk28GkRXECU/TayfbsAsetI/AAAAAAAACXU/4idl-YWAg-s/s220/IMG_0364_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vEsU3nOwyPw/TbEL8L9hmLI/AAAAAAAACX0/LyVQW-GEH2I/s72-c/getsemani.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90792745583387836.post-2129818606294260593</id><published>2011-04-18T15:24:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T15:33:35.870-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homily'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humility'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Palm Sunday'/><title type='text'>A brief homily for Palm Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Today we celebrate Jesus’ entrance into Jerusalem riding humbly on a donkey.  Today marks the beginning of the New Exodus—like a warrior preparing to conquer death, Jesus enters the city where He will be mocked, tortured, stripped and crucified… and where He will lead us to conquer DEATH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;See the true humility of Jesus Christ—He is the Son of God who for love of us also becomes the Son of King David, in order to lay down His life for us.  He is the One who will reestablish the Kingdom of God and to put and end once and for all to sin and death.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Brothers and sisters, we would do well to witness the reaction of the crowds—both the crowd that travels with Jesus up to the city gates AND the also the citizens of Jerusalem who are troubled by what this SOLEMN entrance means for them… Today we are not simply reenacting an historical event that happened long ago.  Instead, we welcome Jesus Christ HERE and NOW—after all, He is more ALIVE than any of us.  What do the crowds tell us today?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1) First, there is the crowd that travels with Him to the gates of Jerusalem… They sing “HOSANNA” (a word which originally meant “SAVE US NOW!”) …and line the road before Jesus with garments and palms—what does any of this mean for us, if we do not welcome Jesus Christ with our faith and love?  We NEED a Savior, but we must ask ourselves: do we WELCOME the Savior?  Are we willing to throw onto the ground before Him the pride, the resentment, the greed, the lust that we hold so closely to ourselves?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;2) Then there are the citizens within the city of Jerusalem.  When St. Matthew tells us: “when [Jesus] entered Jerusalem  the whole city was &lt;i&gt;shaken&lt;/i&gt; and asked, “Who is this?”  He uses here the same Greek word to describe the earthquake following the Resurrection—the whole people are "&lt;i&gt;shaken"&lt;/i&gt; as from an earthquake.  In His humility, in His going to the Cross, God shakes us to our very foundations.  Let us not be afraid or ashamed—God shakes us in order to FREE us from what enslaves us.  This is true humility—not to belittle ourselves or to think of how “bad” we are, but to acknowledge WHO we are BEFORE Almighty God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Brothers and sisters, let us welcome Jesus into our hearts and let us ENTER into this Holy Week with true humility and trust.  Let us enter into the New Jerusalem with Christ our King.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/90792745583387836-2129818606294260593?l=discalcedcarmelitefriar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://discalcedcarmelitefriar.blogspot.com/feeds/2129818606294260593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=90792745583387836&amp;postID=2129818606294260593' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90792745583387836/posts/default/2129818606294260593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90792745583387836/posts/default/2129818606294260593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://discalcedcarmelitefriar.blogspot.com/2011/04/brief-homily-for-palm-sunday.html' title='A brief homily for Palm Sunday'/><author><name>Fr. Michael Berry, OCD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14756295551907414850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Kk28GkRXECU/TayfbsAsetI/AAAAAAAACXU/4idl-YWAg-s/s220/IMG_0364_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90792745583387836.post-7754722016150869103</id><published>2010-08-24T12:25:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T11:41:27.610-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='St. Joseph'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Teresa of Jesus'/><title type='text'>Foundation Day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mkhwdhGPdEc/THQBlRrYbZI/AAAAAAAACWg/2a3Gp6Sh74Y/s1600/sanjoseavila.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509029984093105554" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mkhwdhGPdEc/THQBlRrYbZI/AAAAAAAACWg/2a3Gp6Sh74Y/s200/sanjoseavila.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; float: right; height: 150px; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feast of St. Bartholomew, August 24, 2010&lt;br /&gt;448th anniversary of the Foundation of San José in Ávila&lt;br /&gt;The beginning of the Discalced Reform of Carmel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;…We’ll it’s been a LONG time since I entered anything in this blog.  And I’m thinking I should re-title it “The Blog I Forgot.”  But perhaps today is a good day to make another start.  It is the very day in 1562 that St. Teresa took the plunge.  The first daughters of her fledgling reform broke the silence of early morning in Ávila, having rung the monastery bell, to announce the celebration of Mass.  Fr. Gaspar Daza, respected diocesan priest of the town—at one time skeptical of Teresa’s mystical experiences, even believing them to be of the devil (cf. Life, 23.14)—now presided at the firs Mass and read aloud the papal bull granting the nuns permission to found San José.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the Life, Our Holy Mother St. Teresa of Jesus writes:&lt;br /&gt;“One day after Communion, His Majesty earnestly commanded me to strive for this new monastery with all my powers, and He made great promises that it would be founded and that He would be highly served in it.  He said it should be called St. Joseph an that this saint would keep watch over us at one door, and our Lady at the other, that Christ would remain with us, and that it would be a star shining with great splendor.  He said that even though religious orders were mitigated one shouldn't think He was little served in them; He asked what would become of the world if it were not for religious and said that I should tell my confessor what He commanded, that He was asking him not to go against this or hinder me from doing it” (32.11).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It remains the custom of all Carmels to keep a statue of St. Joseph prominently stationed at the front entrance, as a guardian of the place.  The Carmel would be another Nazareth, a quiet place where God is present and another "holy family" may reside to the glory of God.   May Christ &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;continue&lt;/span&gt; to be "highly served" in every Carmel through the guidance of St. Joseph and Our Lady. St. Teresa of Jesus, pray for us!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/90792745583387836-7754722016150869103?l=discalcedcarmelitefriar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://discalcedcarmelitefriar.blogspot.com/feeds/7754722016150869103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=90792745583387836&amp;postID=7754722016150869103' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90792745583387836/posts/default/7754722016150869103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90792745583387836/posts/default/7754722016150869103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://discalcedcarmelitefriar.blogspot.com/2010/08/feast-of-st.html' title='Foundation Day...'/><author><name>Fr. Michael Berry, OCD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14756295551907414850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Kk28GkRXECU/TayfbsAsetI/AAAAAAAACXU/4idl-YWAg-s/s220/IMG_0364_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mkhwdhGPdEc/THQBlRrYbZI/AAAAAAAACWg/2a3Gp6Sh74Y/s72-c/sanjoseavila.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90792745583387836.post-8526496630773088212</id><published>2009-08-26T11:00:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T11:40:16.406-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='transverberation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Teresa of Jesus'/><title type='text'>The Transverberation of St. Teresa of Jesus</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mkhwdhGPdEc/SpVfEaOSIMI/AAAAAAAACWE/z4vGaBjH9ok/s1600-h/IMG_0322.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374306259699900610" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mkhwdhGPdEc/SpVfEaOSIMI/AAAAAAAACWE/z4vGaBjH9ok/s400/IMG_0322.JPG" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 250px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0000ee;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Today the Discalced Carmelite Order celebrates that mystical grace granted to St. Teresa which we call the Transverberation, also referred to within the Carmels of Ávila as "la gracia del dardo" or the "grace of the dart."  St. Teresa herself recounts the experience in chapter 29 of her &lt;i&gt;Life:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I saw close to me toward my left side an angel in bodily form.  … the angel was not large but small; he was very beautiful, and his face was so aflame that he seemed to be one of those very sublime angels that appear to be all afire.  They must belong to those they call the cherubim, for they didn't tell me their names.  … I saw in his hands a large golden dart and at the end of the iron tip there appeared to be a little fire.  It seemed to me this angel plunged the dart several times into my heart and that it reached deep within me.  When he drew it out, I thought he was carrying off with him the deepest part of me; and he left me all on fire with great love of God.  The pain was so great that it made me moan, and the sweetness this greatest pain caused me was so superabundant that there is no desire capable of taking it away; nor is the soul content with less then God.  The pain is not bodily but spiritual, although the body doesn't fail to share in some of it, and even a great deal.  The loving exchange that takes place between the soul and God is so sweet that I beg Him in goodness to give a taste of this love to anyone who thinks I am lying.” (Life, 29.13)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/90792745583387836-8526496630773088212?l=discalcedcarmelitefriar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://discalcedcarmelitefriar.blogspot.com/feeds/8526496630773088212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=90792745583387836&amp;postID=8526496630773088212' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90792745583387836/posts/default/8526496630773088212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90792745583387836/posts/default/8526496630773088212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://discalcedcarmelitefriar.blogspot.com/2009/08/transverberation-of-st-teresa-of-jesus.html' title='The Transverberation of St. Teresa of Jesus'/><author><name>Fr. Michael Berry, OCD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14756295551907414850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Kk28GkRXECU/TayfbsAsetI/AAAAAAAACXU/4idl-YWAg-s/s220/IMG_0364_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mkhwdhGPdEc/SpVfEaOSIMI/AAAAAAAACWE/z4vGaBjH9ok/s72-c/IMG_0322.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90792745583387836.post-1082529554899627709</id><published>2009-08-16T19:45:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T20:38:24.798-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='John of the Cross'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Assumption'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Living Flame'/><title type='text'>"Tear through the veil of this sweet encounter!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mkhwdhGPdEc/Soi0KW5k-tI/AAAAAAAACV0/PtEKt1u4HwE/s1600-h/Tizian_041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 148px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mkhwdhGPdEc/Soi0KW5k-tI/AAAAAAAACV0/PtEKt1u4HwE/s320/Tizian_041.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370740645678086866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Regarding the dogma of the Assumption of the Blessed Virgin Mary, Pope Pius XII "pronounces, declares, and defines" that "the Immaculate Mother of God, the ever Virgin Mary, having completed the course of her earthly life, was assumed body and soul into heavenly glory" (&lt;i&gt;Munificentissimus Deus&lt;/i&gt;).  Deliberately left unanswered is the question of whether or not the Blessed Virgin "died."  The Eastern Church has long celebrated the "Dormition" (the "falling asleep") of Our Lady.&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Without delving into the arguments of "immortalists" and "mortalists," etc., I thought it pertinent to post what St. John of the Cross writes in his commentary on the first stanza of the Living Flame of Love, regarding the experience of death in persons far advanced in their union with God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;He comments on the verse "tear through the veil of this sweet encounter":&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;"It should be known that the natural death of persons who have reached this state [i.e., spiritual marriage] is far different in its cause and mode from the death of others, even though it is similar in natural circumstances. If the death of other people is caused by sickness or old age, the death of these persons is not so induced, in spite of their being sick or old; their soul is not wrested from them unless by some impetus and encounter of love, far more sublime than previous ones; of greater power, and more valiant, since it tears through this veil and carries off the jewel, which is the soul.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;"The death of such persons is very gentle and very sweet, sweeter and more gentle than was their whole spiritual life on earth. For they die with the most sublime impulses and delightful encounters of love ..." (LF, 1.30).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;One might imagine the Blessed Virgin Mary experiencing such a transitus, a seamless surrender to love now consummated, a moment wherein she experiences a definitive and glorious embrace by God, her Father, her Son, and her Spouse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/90792745583387836-1082529554899627709?l=discalcedcarmelitefriar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://discalcedcarmelitefriar.blogspot.com/feeds/1082529554899627709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=90792745583387836&amp;postID=1082529554899627709' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90792745583387836/posts/default/1082529554899627709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90792745583387836/posts/default/1082529554899627709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://discalcedcarmelitefriar.blogspot.com/2009/08/tear-through-veil-of-this-sweet.html' title='&quot;Tear through the veil of this sweet encounter!&quot;'/><author><name>Fr. Michael Berry, OCD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14756295551907414850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Kk28GkRXECU/TayfbsAsetI/AAAAAAAACXU/4idl-YWAg-s/s220/IMG_0364_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mkhwdhGPdEc/Soi0KW5k-tI/AAAAAAAACV0/PtEKt1u4HwE/s72-c/Tizian_041.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90792745583387836.post-5852939159798132385</id><published>2009-08-06T20:21:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T21:48:17.478-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"In Your Light, We See Light Itself..." (Ps 36:9)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mkhwdhGPdEc/SnuICIC8CDI/AAAAAAAACVs/HQhdKYQ4meA/s1600-h/00327801.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mkhwdhGPdEc/SnuICIC8CDI/AAAAAAAACVs/HQhdKYQ4meA/s320/00327801.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367032951043000370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: normal; "&gt;Today we celebrated the great Feast of the Transfiguration.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: normal; "&gt;I was blessed to have professed my solemn vows on this day in 2005 ... all the more significant in light of what Pope John Paul II wrote in &lt;i&gt;Vita Consecrata&lt;/i&gt;, interpreting consecrated life via the icon of the Transfiguration.  He wrote: "... &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;those who are called to the consecrated life have &lt;i&gt;a special experience of the light which shines forth from the Incarnate Word&lt;/i&gt;.  For the profession of the evangelical counsels makes them &lt;i&gt;a kind of sign and prophetic statement&lt;/i&gt; for the community of the brethren and for the world; consequently they can echo in a particular way the ecstatic words spoken by Peter: 'Lord, it is well that we are here'" (#15).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: normal;"&gt;...This glorious, timeless experience of Christ revealed as the Beloved Son radically "contextualizes" the ensuing journey to Jerusalem and to Calvary.  The Word made Flesh, the Son of Man, will soon be scourged, mocked, and crucified as he foretells repeatedly to His disciples.  But the intimate moment of Transfiguration mercifully serves to remind Peter, James and John (and to us) &lt;b&gt;WHO&lt;/b&gt; it is that bears our humanity to Calvary ... and beyond ... and WHO bears it still in His Divine Life with the Father and the Holy Spirit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: normal;"&gt;Christ's glorified Humanity, as St. Teresa of Jesus knew by experience, is the instrument of our own transformation.  As she says in her &lt;i&gt;Life&lt;/i&gt;: "And I see clearly ... that God desires that if we are going to please Him and receive His great favors, we must do so&lt;i&gt; through the most sacred humanity of Christ&lt;/i&gt;, in whom He takes His delight" (22.6).  Tertullian wrote, "&lt;i&gt;Caro cardo salutis &lt;/i&gt;[the flesh is the hinge of our salvation]" (&lt;i&gt;De carnis resurrectione&lt;/i&gt;, 8).  It is the hinge because, consequent to the Incarnation, we now share this "flesh" in common with God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/90792745583387836-5852939159798132385?l=discalcedcarmelitefriar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://discalcedcarmelitefriar.blogspot.com/feeds/5852939159798132385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=90792745583387836&amp;postID=5852939159798132385' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90792745583387836/posts/default/5852939159798132385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90792745583387836/posts/default/5852939159798132385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://discalcedcarmelitefriar.blogspot.com/2009/08/in-your-light-we-see-light-itself-ps.html' title='&quot;In Your Light, We See Light Itself...&quot; (Ps 36:9)'/><author><name>Fr. Michael Berry, OCD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14756295551907414850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Kk28GkRXECU/TayfbsAsetI/AAAAAAAACXU/4idl-YWAg-s/s220/IMG_0364_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mkhwdhGPdEc/SnuICIC8CDI/AAAAAAAACVs/HQhdKYQ4meA/s72-c/00327801.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90792745583387836.post-563995199026676188</id><published>2009-08-04T20:50:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T22:09:53.269-05:00</updated><title type='text'>After Seattle ... Back in Milwaukee</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mkhwdhGPdEc/SnjtFoq7TRI/AAAAAAAACVY/fenQODJtvfs/s1600-h/IMG_0104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mkhwdhGPdEc/SnjtFoq7TRI/AAAAAAAACVY/fenQODJtvfs/s320/IMG_0104.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366299637084540178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the vocation website &lt;i&gt;is&lt;/i&gt; now online and operational at &lt;a href="http://www.ocdfriarsvocation.org/"&gt;www.ocdfriarsvocation.org&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had a truly grace-filled experience preaching the Novena of Masses in preparation for the Feast of Our Lady of Mount Carmel, held at the Seattle Carmel in Shoreline, WA.  I was there July 5-19.  The experience of the Sacraments, at the altar and in the confessional, humbled me and only deepened my gratitude for the mystery of the grace of priesthood.  I met many, many people of such tremendous faith.  So many stories of the Lord's power at work in people's lives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And it was a very special blessing to spend time with my sisters in Carmel at Shoreline.  Every such opportunity leaves me grateful for the unique relationship, the spiritual camaraderie, which has marked the friars and nuns of the Discalced Carmel since the time of Holy Mother Teresa of Jesus and Holy Father John of the Cross.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A final note ... Some very generous Secular Carmelites led me to the top of the Space Needle for lunch (photo above left--unfortunately it was overcast, but the food was marvelous).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/90792745583387836-563995199026676188?l=discalcedcarmelitefriar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://discalcedcarmelitefriar.blogspot.com/feeds/563995199026676188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=90792745583387836&amp;postID=563995199026676188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90792745583387836/posts/default/563995199026676188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90792745583387836/posts/default/563995199026676188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://discalcedcarmelitefriar.blogspot.com/2009/08/after-seattle-back-in-milwaukee.html' title='After Seattle ... Back in Milwaukee'/><author><name>Fr. Michael Berry, OCD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14756295551907414850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Kk28GkRXECU/TayfbsAsetI/AAAAAAAACXU/4idl-YWAg-s/s220/IMG_0364_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mkhwdhGPdEc/SnjtFoq7TRI/AAAAAAAACVY/fenQODJtvfs/s72-c/IMG_0104.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90792745583387836.post-5640975651046207780</id><published>2009-07-02T20:31:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T23:40:52.858-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost online ...</title><content type='html'>OK, we're still awaiting for launch from the designers.  But soon and very soon (likely following the July 4th weekend), we'll be online!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/90792745583387836-5640975651046207780?l=discalcedcarmelitefriar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://discalcedcarmelitefriar.blogspot.com/feeds/5640975651046207780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=90792745583387836&amp;postID=5640975651046207780' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90792745583387836/posts/default/5640975651046207780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90792745583387836/posts/default/5640975651046207780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://discalcedcarmelitefriar.blogspot.com/2009/07/almost-online.html' title='Almost online ...'/><author><name>Fr. Michael Berry, OCD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14756295551907414850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Kk28GkRXECU/TayfbsAsetI/AAAAAAAACXU/4idl-YWAg-s/s220/IMG_0364_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90792745583387836.post-2956934424154602305</id><published>2009-07-02T16:28:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T16:43:32.221-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Picking up again ...</title><content type='html'>It has been said that "the perfect is the enemy of the good."  And I confess the grand expectations I had for constructing and maintaining a web site and blog--both for the vocation office and for myself--have only served to put off until tomorrow and tomorrow&lt;i&gt; at least something online!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;Many moons after having initiated building a site for the office, we're online at &lt;a href="http://www.ocdfriarsvocation.org"&gt;www.ocdfriarsvocation.org&lt;/a&gt;.  As they say, the journey of thousand miles begins with one step.  And hopefully, we can keep taking another step forward!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/90792745583387836-2956934424154602305?l=discalcedcarmelitefriar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://discalcedcarmelitefriar.blogspot.com/feeds/2956934424154602305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=90792745583387836&amp;postID=2956934424154602305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90792745583387836/posts/default/2956934424154602305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90792745583387836/posts/default/2956934424154602305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://discalcedcarmelitefriar.blogspot.com/2009/07/picking-up-again.html' title='Picking up again ...'/><author><name>Fr. Michael Berry, OCD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14756295551907414850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Kk28GkRXECU/TayfbsAsetI/AAAAAAAACXU/4idl-YWAg-s/s220/IMG_0364_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90792745583387836.post-7445384295643988867</id><published>2008-09-17T19:17:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T20:03:06.113-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Feast of St. Albert of Jerusalem</title><content type='html'>In the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Way of Perfection,&lt;/span&gt; St. Teresa exhorts her nuns to have "great and very determined resolution" ... and "not [to] be frightened ... by the many things you need to consider in order to begin this divine journey which is the royal road to heaven" (21.1).  One should persevere "to the end, come what may, happen what may, whatever work is involved, whatever criticism arises, whether they arrive or whether they die on the road, or even if they don't have courage for the trials that are met, or if the whole world collapses" (21.2).  In this work of love, one does not go by half-measures, crippled by the fear of one's insufficiency.  Confidence in the goodness of God beckons us to walk single-mindedly on this royal road.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our Rule states we are called "to live a life of allegiance to Jesus Christ," He who is the Way, the Truth, and the Life (John 14:6).  Here we can add a word about the feast we celebrate today--St. Albert of Jerusalem.  Born in Italy in the mid-12th c., he was the Patriarch of Jerusalem who (at the request of the hermit on Mt. Carmel) composed a "formula of life," which was eventually accepted with some modification by Pope Innocent IV in 1247 as a canonical rule of life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/90792745583387836-7445384295643988867?l=discalcedcarmelitefriar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://discalcedcarmelitefriar.blogspot.com/feeds/7445384295643988867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=90792745583387836&amp;postID=7445384295643988867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90792745583387836/posts/default/7445384295643988867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90792745583387836/posts/default/7445384295643988867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://discalcedcarmelitefriar.blogspot.com/2008/09/feast-of-st-albert-of-jerusalem.html' title='Feast of St. Albert of Jerusalem'/><author><name>Vocation Director</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90792745583387836.post-2158132963121038835</id><published>2008-09-15T21:28:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T22:15:44.651-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Beginning</title><content type='html'>I'm finally beginning this blog, however modest, to offer some occasional reflections on the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Discalced Carmelite vocation and spirituality &lt;/span&gt;within the Church.  I offer these thoughts (and at times articles and links) as my own, with the hope that they may be helpful to others who seek God.  As vocation director of the Washington Province (U.S.A.) of Discalced Carmelite Friars, I am especially interested in assisting others who are discerning a call to this way of life.  It is a prophetic life, a standing before the face of God in the obscurity of faith, a living witness to the primacy of love at the heart of the Church.  The blog is titled "Called to the Royal Road of Prayer" because St. Teresa of Jesus, foundress of the Discalced Carmel, understood this vocation in the Church as a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;camino&lt;/span&gt;, a sure way of union with God through faithful prayer and loving service to one's neighbors.  A faithful walking through, with, and in Christ Jesus.  So let's begin....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/90792745583387836-2158132963121038835?l=discalcedcarmelitefriar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://discalcedcarmelitefriar.blogspot.com/feeds/2158132963121038835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=90792745583387836&amp;postID=2158132963121038835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90792745583387836/posts/default/2158132963121038835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/90792745583387836/posts/default/2158132963121038835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://discalcedcarmelitefriar.blogspot.com/2008/09/im-finally-beginning-this-blog-however.html' title='A Beginning'/><author><name>Vocation Director</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
