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  Good morning, class of 2023.   You have just heard two readings from the Bible and I am going to give a short reflection on them.   The first reading was about God creating a new thing; the second about Jesus calling new disciples to follow Him.   This year, you will be taking a theology class about the Bible and one idea that you will be hearing is this: the Bible is addressed to each of us here today, not just to the original audience two or three thousand years ago.     So, when we hear God saying, “behold, I am making something new” in that first passage, what He is talking about is you!   You are becoming something new today, with you choices and with God’s help.   You are becoming a high school student and more specifically, a Mercy girl.   You are beginning a new journey in your life and a process of becoming a new person.   What is a Mercy girl? I suspect you have already begun to form an idea through your experiences here at this academy and from your encounters with th

Every morning at 5:30AM (and at a slightly more merciful 7:15AM on Sundays), the Benedictine monks of St. Meinrad rise from their beds, gather together in their common prayer space, and begin to pray.  They have not spoken since 10PM the previous evening, making their first words of the day significant. Their leader speaks a line from Psalm 51: “O Lord, open my lips.”  His brothers respond in unison, “…and my mouth will proclaim your praise.”     This June, I spent five days at St Meinrad, a monastery nestled in rural southern Indiana taking a class on Benedictine spirituality with Fr. Brendan Moss, OSB, a monk of the house.  Along with nine other lay Catholics, I kept the liturgy of the hours, prayed lectio divina (an ancient form of reflection on Scripture), lived and ate in community, attended class, and practiced so-called “holy leisure.”  Of all the elements of our full days, I found rising early to pray to be the most challenging.  Getting up early feels like a terrible imposit

On the Hill , St. Meinrad School of Theology's alumni magazine.  Winter 2013.   https://www.yumpu.com/en/document/read/25956083/winter-2013-saint-meinrad-seminary-and-school-of-theology

Reflection for Nanny’s funeral  Monday, January 14, 2013 Thank you all for coming today.  My name is Ned Berghausen, and Barbara Cassidy was my grandmother.  I am the oldest of her ten grandchildren.  I am sure she would have been overjoyed to see you all here today.  She always loved and thrived on social occasions, and the more people together, the better.  I know she would have especially loved to have seen all her family together.  The last time we were all in one place was for her and my grandfather’s 50 th anniversary.  Their marriage and relationship was such a strong bond, that we all have all looked to them as an example of married life.  As someone who is recently married, I have really come to appreciate their example and witness of a faith-filled marriage.  For their 50 th anniversary in 2005, the whole family went on a cruise together.  At the time, I was serving as a Peace Corps Volunteer in Bangladesh, and the family all thought that I was the one family member t