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Last weekend a good friend of mine, Jasmine P., set me straight on what it meant to blog, and that it required more than two entries a month. Thus, in an attempt to avoid being ousted by the blogging community I have begun typing again, for which I apologize to you all. May God bless you!
If you are looking forward to a short update on my time at Mundelein Seminary, I'll do my best but you see that's hard for me. However, very soon I plan on taking a nap and so that offers me even more incentive to keep this quick. My last entry came directly before a trip to Conception, MO for a soccer/volleyball tournament, and so I'll begin there. We drove down through torrents of rain and wind, and brought back two trophy's in the brilliant sunlight. The next week was spent recovering from the matches, setting down a schedule of prayer, and spending time with the guys in my cam (abbreviated Italian for dorm). The latter two of these, prayer and brotherhood, have truly been the heart of my time here at Mundelein.
Prayer is a constant focus, as it has been my heart and strength. For a reference you can look at Chesterton's character, Innocent Smith in Manalive, and from that you will see what I mean. In this novella Innocent, stands trial for murder, polygamy, and general insanity, yet in the end it was him simply understanding what it truly means to live life, to awaken to the joy God. Now in the book, Innocent shoots at his professors and goes on one hundred honeymoons to realize what it means to be alive, but somehow I think the formation directors here at Mundelein would look down on this sort of behavior.
Brotherhood has meant numerous things and all of them intriguing(at least to me). We, as a cam, have designed a flag so as to claim territory on campus. Its fantastic! We have played ball, golf, soccer, and sailed. We have traveled to the city and roamed in the country. We have prayed and we have played, and honestly that not to bad of a combination.
Lastly, I would just like to say a word of thanks to all the Apostle's and Collaborator's who made last weekend's conference so wonderful. The warmth and joy that I felt and bore witness too was beautiful. I'll write again soon, but until then may His peace be with you.
If you are looking forward to a short update on my time at Mundelein Seminary, I'll do my best but you see that's hard for me. However, very soon I plan on taking a nap and so that offers me even more incentive to keep this quick. My last entry came directly before a trip to Conception, MO for a soccer/volleyball tournament, and so I'll begin there. We drove down through torrents of rain and wind, and brought back two trophy's in the brilliant sunlight. The next week was spent recovering from the matches, setting down a schedule of prayer, and spending time with the guys in my cam (abbreviated Italian for dorm). The latter two of these, prayer and brotherhood, have truly been the heart of my time here at Mundelein.
Prayer is a constant focus, as it has been my heart and strength. For a reference you can look at Chesterton's character, Innocent Smith in Manalive, and from that you will see what I mean. In this novella Innocent, stands trial for murder, polygamy, and general insanity, yet in the end it was him simply understanding what it truly means to live life, to awaken to the joy God. Now in the book, Innocent shoots at his professors and goes on one hundred honeymoons to realize what it means to be alive, but somehow I think the formation directors here at Mundelein would look down on this sort of behavior.
Brotherhood has meant numerous things and all of them intriguing(at least to me). We, as a cam, have designed a flag so as to claim territory on campus. Its fantastic! We have played ball, golf, soccer, and sailed. We have traveled to the city and roamed in the country. We have prayed and we have played, and honestly that not to bad of a combination.
Lastly, I would just like to say a word of thanks to all the Apostle's and Collaborator's who made last weekend's conference so wonderful. The warmth and joy that I felt and bore witness too was beautiful. I'll write again soon, but until then may His peace be with you.
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