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Tuesday, April 24, 2012
Sharing the Joy of Jesus
We are all called to share the joy of Jesus. I guess these days with the "aftershock" of all that is being written about the LCWR we need to think of how the Apostles, after the Resurrection of Jesus, rejoiced to suffer for Him and continued their ministry with joy.
Tom Roberts said this is in one of the latest articles and I think it worth repeating here: "Through the long arc of their history in the United States, it is a
simple fact that women religious built the church. We wouldn't have the
Catholic school system without them. We wouldn't have a hospital system
without them. We wouldn't today have a Catholic presence in many of the
worst parts of our cities without them. We wouldn't have ministry to the
displaced, unwanted and hurting without them. In many cases we wouldn't
have any ministries or education programs in our parishes and dioceses
without them. And in some of the priest-poor sections of the country, we
wouldn't have parishes without them."
I think more people are going to start thinking about the same questions that the Vatican wants to stop women religious from even discussing; it may take many years to change the way Rome sees things, but we have changed about other things so I think the Holy Spirit is very present in the work of women religious.
I seem to have been given a new form for this blog and do not know how it will look when I publish it but change is part of life! Let us rejoice and be glad for the Lord is truly risen!
Hello, my name is Helen Rosenthal, RSCJ. Those initials stand for Religious of the Sacred Heart in Latin, French, Italian, and Spanish. Since my religious congregation began in France in 1800 and now is all over the world, we have kept the RSCJ. By now you know that I am not only known as Dr. Helen Rosenthal, but also as Sister Helen Rosenthal.
I am the oldest of four children. We were all born and raised in St. Louis, Missouri. We lived in a big house with a playroom on the third floor. On Sundays we either went to my paternal grandmother's house where her six children would gather faithfully for supper or we would have my mother's father and our great aunt and uncle for a roast beef dinner at home. In summer, I would go to the lake with my Dad and I still love to swim.