Today, January 27, is a special
day in the Catholic Church calendar, a "feast," that is, a holy day
to commemorate a sacred mystery or event, or, as in today's feast, to celebrate
the life of a particular Saint. In our modern culture, we take note of the
birth dates of famous figures. In the Church, the birth date we remember
is the one that launched them from this life to the next. Today marks the
date that Saint Angela Merici followed Jesus into glory. That holds special significance
for me because I look to Saint Angela as my "Patron Saint" . . . and the inspiration for my writing identity. (The picture featured is from the Ursuline Sisters of Mount Saint Joseph, Maple Mount, Kentucky.)
When I made my profession of
faith in the Catholic Church, I had the choice of whether to take the name of a
Saint. At the urging of some close prayer partners, I prepared for confirmation
by exploring the lives of some of the Saints and asking the Lord who, if
anyone, I should select. So prayerfully I pondered this, learned a lot about
others who have gone before us with holy lives, and on the eve of my
confirmation I felt a strong sense that the Lord was introducing me to Saint
Angela. I liked her from the moment we met. If this lady and I had lived in the
same community, I've no doubt we would have enjoyed many delightful
conversations over a cup o' Joe.
I confess, one of the things
that initially drew me to her was her name and her culture. I love the name
Angela, and given my own cultural heritage, I was pleased to connect with
another Italian. I learned that when she was 10, she and her sister were
orphaned and went to live with an uncle. When she was growing up, the
unexpected death of her older sister troubled her deeply: She wanted
reassurance that her sister was with the Lord. It is said that the Lord gave
her a vision, revealing that her older sister was indeed in heaven with the
Saints. And that was another thing that drew me to Angela—the relationship she
had with her sister. Over the years, my sister Jeanette and I have had sort of
a tag-team relationship when it comes to spiritual things, a dynamic that began
when I was 10. I could imagine Angela and her sister as another version of
Jeanette and me, albeit 500 years earlier.
On the threshold of her adult
years, Angela's uncle died, and she decided to return to her paternal home in
Desenzano, Italy. It was there that she felt a burden for the girls and young
women in her community, the desire to find a way for them to receive an
education, particularly in the basics of their Christian faith. So she started
her own school. (Yes, it was at this point when I began to realize, Here
is a soul mate. . . .) Her school enjoyed such great success that
she was invited to come to nearby Brescia and began another work there among
the girls and young women. Angela was light years ahead of her time in her
vision for educating single women, and that didn't escape the notice of people
in high places.
In 1525 Pope Clement VII heard of Angela’s success as an educator and invited her come to Rome, to use her skills there to fulfill needs. But it wasn't simply her abilities that commended Angela to the Holy See. It was dramatic evidence of her intimate relationship with the Lord.
In 1525 Pope Clement VII heard of Angela’s success as an educator and invited her come to Rome, to use her skills there to fulfill needs. But it wasn't simply her abilities that commended Angela to the Holy See. It was dramatic evidence of her intimate relationship with the Lord.
In 1524, Angela had purposed to
make a pilgrimage to the Holy Land. Midway on her journey, while on the island
of Crete, she suddenly became blind. That traumatic experience did not dissuade
her. She continued her journey and visited the Holy Places as planned. A few
weeks later, on her return home, she stopped at the same place where she had
become blind. There she prayed before a crucifix . . . and there she regained
her sight.
This sounds like the stuff of
legends, but historical documents testify to the substance of her story.
Indeed, the validity of her experiences had traveled before her to the Pope
himself. When they finally met, Pope Clement requested that Angela oversee a
religious order of sisters who practiced nursing. She said no.
It was at this point when I
knew, I like this woman a lot, not because she refused the Pope's
offer, but because she realized she had to be true to her calling. Her passion
was stirred by seeing the needs of those around her, single women who, in that
day and age, would have been denied an education were it not for Angela's
vision and leadership. This was radical thinking in her day. I
like her style. Angela
went on to establish a formal group of women that would grow and continue after
her lifetime, later known as "Angela's Company of Saint Ursula," or
the "Ursulines," the first group of "women religious" (I know—that
phrase sounds odd) to work outside the cloister. Angela felt it was important
for young women to connect with the people in their world—they had so much to
offer. The work she founded went on to become the first teaching order of
women.
In 1540, at age 70, Saint
Angela knew she was about to cross over. Even near death she comforted the
women in her order, who dreaded losing her: "I shall continue to be more
alive than I was in this life, and I shall see you better and shall love more
the good deeds which I shall see you doing continually, and I shall be able to
help you more." (Catholic Online at www.catholic.org/) [Another reliable
source: Catholic Encyclopedia at www.advent.org/] (You can learn more about Saint Angela and read a collection of her writings at http://www.ursulinesmsj.org/.)
“Therefore, since we are surrounded by so great a cloud of witnesses, led us rid ourselves of every burden and sin that clings to us and persevere in running the race that lies before us, keeping our eyes fixed on Jesus. . . ." (Hebrews 12:1,2).
“Therefore, since we are surrounded by so great a cloud of witnesses, led us rid ourselves of every burden and sin that clings to us and persevere in running the race that lies before us, keeping our eyes fixed on Jesus. . . ." (Hebrews 12:1,2).
Thanks for letting me introduce
you to one of my close friends.
Runnin’ with a bucket,
“Angela”
Cup O' Joe With Angela O
Cup O' Joe With Angela O
Every picture tells a story. . . .