reflection

Ending Violence Starts with Us

By Sister Sara Dwyer, ASC

Our country has been shocked, perhaps even numbed, by the continued horrific violence inspired by a white supremacist/white nationalist ideology.

In just the last week:

  • Suspect Cesar Sayoc allegedly attempted to kill prominent Democrats, Trump critics and staff at CNN with targeted pipe bombs in the mail.
  • Two black Americans were gunned down in a grocery store in Kentucky after the alleged shooter initially tried to enter a black church minutes earlier.
  • A grisly shooting left 11 people dead at the Tree of Life synagogue in Pittsburgh.

My Inspiration: What I Remember about Sister Bertha Fischer

By Monica Morrey Bayer

Recently I was saddened to receive the news of the death of Sister Bertha Fischer, known to her students at St. Pius X in Festus, Missouri, as Sister Mary Austin.

Though she figured in my life for only two years, her inspiration has lasted a lifetime. When she attended our St. Pius X High School Class of 1966 50th reunion, I hope we grads conveyed that we loved and respected her tremendously.

She was sweet and dear, and never had a discipline problem. She modeled for students like me a grace and dignity that we could emulate.

A Letter to My Father, Jim Funk

Sister Krystal with her father

By Sister Krystal Funk, ASC

We met when I was only 3, and I lost you this past July when I was only 35.

You were just 68 years old, a Baby Boomer and retired bank auditor, gone to all of us including your mother, who, at 96, remains the foundation of our family.

Though you were my stepdad, you were the only father I have known. Shortly after you married my mother, you adopted me without hesitation.

You loved me.

Seeds Far and Near  

By Sister Regina Siegfried, ASC

My upstairs neighbor, a horticulturist at Missouri Botanical Garden, recently returned from a research trip to Kyrgyzstan where his team helped local scientists collect fruit and nut tree seeds for national seed banks including one in Kyrgyzstan.

He said some of the trees are among some of the oldest on the planet. Kyrgyzstan, located on part of the iconic Silk Road, is bordered by China to the east and Uzbekistan to the west, a location I can barely imagine.  How exotic the trip, the research, the land, the terrain,

Looking for Sure Footing

By Sister Regina Siegfried, ASC

The biggest news stories of recent days expose the human failings in our government and the Catholic Church, really, about the scandal bubbling up in both institutions.

“Scandal,” a word borrowed from Latin and Greek words, means a “cause of moral stumbling.”

Who’s stumbling?

Are the guilty stumbling because of their moral failings? Or are ordinary Catholics and U.S. citizens slipping in the mud and muck caused by clericalism and political power mongering?

Where is our sure footing?

It’s probably not mere coincidence that the moral failings of both the Church in the U.S.

Navajo Key to Life: Kinship

By Sisters Maureen Farrar and Michelle Woodruff, ASC

As the world marks Indigenous People Day (August 9), we in Crownpoint, New Mexico, celebrate what we have come to know over decades as the best of the Navajo people and character.

Crownpoint, in northwest New Mexico, is on the Trail of the Ancients, where prehistoric archaeological and geological sites bear witness to the ancient Puebloan, Navajo, Ute and Apache people who called this part of the West their home. It’s also on the Navajo reservation.

We Adorers are relative newcomers, the first of us arriving in Crownpoint in August 1982.

Sowing Seeds of God’s Love

By Sister Barbara Hudock, ASC

Summer is a reminder of how creation applies to our lives.

Like other gardeners, I plant seeds and wait, fairly sure that something will grow, but not certain how it will work out.

Sometimes, as a seedling sprouts, I realize that the marigolds I expected turn out to be tomatoes. The milkweed seeds that I really wanted to grow, that I planted in a particular pot and took great care of died out, while the one seed that planted itself in with the basil is growing just fine on its own.

Good, Goodness, and Grace

By Sister Regina Siegfried, ASC

Two small and little-known organizations in St. Louis have given me pause to reflect on how good grows from goodness. 

The Immigrant and Refugee Women’s Program, housed in an Episcopal church’s parish hall basement, provides English teachers for immigrant and refugee women as they learn to navigate American culture and the English language.

The women who staff the program are competent, compassionate, caring, and concerned about their students and teachers.  Each teacher is matched with a student and provided with the trademark teacher’s bag full of notebooks,

Surprises in Spring

By Sister Regina Siegfried, ASC

Since the Pokémon craze of a couple of summers ago has evaporated, the latest fad in St. Louis is the appearance of solid, sturdy, bright lime-colored bicycles.

LimeBike is a trademarked bike-sharing company that supplies dockless bicycle-sharing systems in St. Louis and other cities. Customers use a mobile app to reserve a bike.

A few weeks after its launch date in the city, LimeBikes are everywhere. Tower Grove Park in my neighborhood is a temporary parking spot for many bikes that dot the entrances,

Earth Deserves Good People

St. Louis University students and Sister Regina, wearing a sweatshirt saying “Never underestimate an
old woman who graduated from St. Louis University.”

By Sister Regina Siegfried, ASC

My St. Louis neighborhood block held its annual alley cleanup on Earth Day weekend, a fitting time to care for our small plot on the planet. Before we began, I stood on the sidewalk talking to my African-American neighbor.

A guy on a bike sped by and yelled an ugly, racial epithet, loudly enough to be unmistakable. For good measure,