THE EDITOR: It is not often that one is moved to share with fellow readers the personal sense of joy and exhilaration experienced at a spiritual event.
It is spurred by the hope that its telling may enable others to relate in some degree to the depth of its spiritual dimension; it may also stir or, heighten an appreciation of its historical significance.
It was my privilege and pleasure to attend the Holy Mass celebrated to close the Bicentennial Year of the founding of the Order of Sisters of St Joseph of Cluny at the Cathedral on November 10, with His Grace the Archbishop as Chief Celebrant.
From the thrill of the pealing organ tones before Mass began, through the impressive and emotive entrance procession of a retinue of priests, all the way into the heart of the Mass with the beautiful choir’s rendition of the Meditation and commemorative hymns, it was a memory-evoking and emotional experience to relish for a long time.
Surrounded by schoolmates, (though, unfortunately, not classmates), some recognised and others not, it was a time to remember so much of the past - long past - these fifty-odd years in my case!
It was a time to be thankful for so many positive influences on our lives in our youth – the nurturing of our spiritual senses and the essence of our Catholic faith - ethical principles and even practical applications of civility in everyday life from many a “politeness lesson”.
A time to remember and give thanks for those who taught us and became our role models in so many ways – recalling the stately elegance of a Mother Francis Xavier, the chuckling light-heartedness of a Madre Luisa and the gentle suavity of a Mother Anna, and more…
A time to offer a prayer not only for the few we recognise among those still with us, but for all the members – living and deceased - of this noble band who have walked in the footsteps of Blessed Anne Marie Javouhey, the foundress of the Order.
The fond memories underlying the lifting up of mind and heart to God provided the right spiritual uplift and sense of well-being. It was indeed a happy time.
But alas, it was also a time to recall that most tragic event in1944 when a disastrous fire destroyed a large part of the Convent, including the old chapel. Memories of that overnight fire surfaced particularly in conversation afterwards.
Its intensity still comes vividly to mind, (as if I had actually experienced it) when I think of the three fused copper coins I was able to retain as a grim reminder of a time of shock, horror and distress at the four nuns who perished in that night’s blaze.
Today we have a splendid (and still new-looking) chapel replacing the old, which only old-timers can barely remember. Was it Father Mackin who made it into the blaze to rescue the Blessed Sacrament, we were asking?
As it is with the Mass itself this was indeed a time of praise, thanksgiving and petition. We praise and thank God for all that He has done for us through the Sisters and pray for their continued well-being, and success of their on-going work in our country.
An Old Girl, Valsayn |