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Step back and enjoy the view

It is a goal of mine to hike the entire section of the Appalachian Trail that passes through Virginia, the state that contains more miles of the trail than any other state. I recently invited a couple of priests and seminarians to accompany me toward fulfilling this goal by backpacking for three days and knocking out another 40 miles. On our last night, after a long and hard day of walking, we stopped to set up camp. With our heavy packs off, we went to watch the sunset from a nearby overlook. From this vantage, we could look back on all the miles we had trekked — each summit and valley, each mile of hard work. The laborious steps stretched behind us, wrapped in a new mantle of beauty as the sun set, shedding new light on our journey.

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Good things come in threes

Three women. Three Carmelites. Three lives given to God in the spirit of the great Carmelite saints before them, pledging to live forever in poverty, chastity and obedience. These three women from the Diocese of Arlington who profess their final vows this summer in three different Carmelite orders across the country have much to teach us about the joy and supernatural exuberance that flourish behind the convent walls.

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Hitting the wall

In marathon running there is a phenomenon called “the wall.” Around mile 20 of running a marathon, the runner often hits the wall and feels a tremendous amount of temporary pressure to stop rather than power through for a couple of minutes.

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My grace is sufficient for you

Not even a year ago on Sunday, Aug. 18, I arrived at my new home, St. John Paul II Seminary in Washington. A million things were going through my head: excitement and fear, joy and anxiety, certainty, and uncertainty. It almost did not seem real that I, a teenager who’d spent my whole life being home-schooled in rural Front Royal, was going to study at a seminary and university in the country’s capital. I had no idea what to expect.

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Child’s play grows into vocations

Like many good Catholic kids, my siblings and I played “house” when we were young, which included dressing up for Masses that I as the oldest boy would celebrate, dressed as St. John Bosco, and my sister would attend, dressed as St. Thérèse of Lisieux. These games of our youth came full circle in the past month, when I was ordained a transitional deacon and my sister made her final vows as a Carmelite sister.

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Re-booted by WorkCamp

As I enter my fifth year of seminary, I also returned this summer to the diocesan WorkCamp for the fifth time. Over the years, I have been a contractor, adult leader and seminarian visitor to WorkCamp, which generally hosts more than 800 students for a week of construction on homes of the needy, deep spiritual growth, and all sorts of team building and parish-vs.-parish challenges. This year I was more skeptical as COVID-19 pushed WorkCamp Re-Boot to the local parish setting with livestreamed evening programs, just a couple hours of work each day and face masks galore. 

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The real meaning of priestly obedience

I had been looking forward to my spring break trip to Rome for months. I had planned to travel in Italy for a little over a week, visit my brother seminarians at the North American College there, and see some of the holy sites in the Eternal City. As it turned out, God’s plan was different, reducing my trip to only 60 hours in Rome and leaving me with a life lesson in obedience.

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Divine mercy, even in the parking lot

I never expected seminary formation to fly by as quickly as it has. In a recent Zoom call, I realized I’d met the other seminarians only a year or two ago, yet it feels like I have known them for a lifetime. Priestly formation has certainly been an unexpectedly fruitful, wonderful journey, and it should be no surprise that God always works in our lives in unexpected ways.

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Being a disciple takes discipline in prayer

As the ranger instructor barked the command, we squatted and yelled in unison, “Need more … !” Another gruff command signaled we could stand and respond, “Discipline!” After several more repetitions of these awful Y-squats in Army Ranger School, I began to smile.

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A video for Claire

 “God became man, so that man might become God.” This is a rather shocking phrase. Written by St. Athanasius in the fourth century, it succinctly captures the truth of the Christian faith. Since we celebrate this great saint’s feast May 2, I want to share a story which might help illuminate this Christian boast penned by Athanasius.

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