Honoring Saint Joseph

The husband of Mary and the guardian of Jesus was a quiet man even mysterious. But he was nevertheless a “silent witness” during the life of Jesus of Nazareth. Joseph lived his life as a carpenter. Betrothed to Mary until he learned she was with child. Wanting to quietly divorce himself from her he was convinced in a dream to trust in God and go forward with marriage plans. He then cared for Mary as a loving husband and supported her and the child Jesus. At the age of twelve when Jesus was temporarily 'lost' in the Temple one can only imagine the anxiety and fear Joseph must have felt.

There is so little known about the life of this man of faith. During the three years of Jesus’s public life we hear nothing of Joseph. Was he deceased? If not then why wasn’t he at the foot of the cross with his wife Mary, Mary of Magdala and the apostle John? Maybe he was and it just wasn’t recorded. I find myself wondering about some of these things today.

Joseph did live his life in the background. From what we know he was a simple, humble and faithful man. There is an order of nuns in Boston named for St. Joseph. I was fortunate enough to be taught by them for most of my academic life and then to actually teach as one of them for several years. Today, March 19th, is the feast day of Saint Joseph and so I honor him and ponder how remarkable his life must have been. Peace…

Image of the Holy Family is by Raphael (1406).

Bellarmine House - Cohasset, MA

November 6, 2008

Last week-end I had the opportunity to ‘get away’ with over twenty friends. We all belong to a small faith community called the People of the Promise. We started our journey at the Paulist Center in Boston and have been celebrating Mass together for over thirty-six years.

Every Autumn we try to go on a retreat at this amazing Jesuit property with spectacular views on the Atlantic Ocean. It is always a time of renewal. The quiet reflection, the animated conversations, the meaningful sharing all contribute to a joyful, peaceful experience. I cannot forget the fun-filled ‘happy hours’ or the delicious meals we enjoy together with everyone contributing their specialties.

This year we were guided by the words of St. Paul and his instructions in the form of letters written to the early Christians. Emphasis was on the power of God’s love, the gifts of the Spirit, and the hope of reconciliation. A new understanding of reconciliation as reconnecting with the broken parts of ourselves and others emerged.

Our priest shared this thought about God:
You loved us into being like a mother. You walk with us as a friend. You are able to accomplish in us far more than we can ask, imagine, or dream possible…

The luxury of being able to get away, to appreciate the stillness, to be thankful for the friendships and to know that nothing can separate us from the love of God was not lost on me.