Chocolate in Lent

Dear Friends,

On a spring Saturday morning in the early 1960’s, at the four corners in Pittsford, a man in his late 60s boarded the East Avenue bus. Within a half hour, he was in Sibley’s Bakery picking up a seven-layer mocha cake. Outside Sibley’s he caught a #10 Dewey bus. Carefully balancing the cake on his lap, he traveled another half hour to a bus stop in the Maplewood neighborhood. He walked to the Schantz home at 380 Seneca Parkway, walked up the porch steps, and rang the front doorbell. “Is your dad home?” he said to my brother who opened the door. “I’m his Uncle Herb.”

Herb had never met me or any of my seven siblings. His brother Rupert died when my dad was seven. Grandpa’s family became estranged from my dad’s mother due to their cultural and financial differences. After thirty years’ separation, Herb had recently reached out to my dad, but this first visit was a surprise. Herb became a beloved part of our family, along with his sister Irene. 

This winter I am identifying with Uncle Herb and his desire to reconnect. I reflect on my own family bonds. They have been weakened in recent years by geographical distance, family deaths, and infrequent gatherings. As Lent begins, I am drawn to find ways to reconnect. What can I do to strengthen loving connections?     

Is there anyone you are missing in your own life? Do you feel drawn to make a journey, too, carrying the sweet gift of connection?

In hope, 

Susan Schantz SSJ

A Season of Choosing Love

Dear Friends,

In anticipation of Valentine’s Day and the season of Lent, beginning on February 15, here are some ideas for celebrating both:

                                                                       

Mend a quarrel. Search out a forgotten friend.

Dismiss suspicion and replace it with trust.

Write a love letter. Share some treasure. Give a soft answer.

Encourage youth. Manifest your loyalty in a word or deed.

                                                                       

Keep a promise. Find the time. Forego a grudge.

Forgive an enemy. Listen. Apologize if you were wrong.

Try to understand. Flout envy. Examine your demands of others.

Think first of someone else.

Appreciate, be kind, be gentle. Laugh a little more.

                                                                       

Deserve confidence. Take up arms against malice.

Decry complacency. Express your gratitude.

Worship your God. Gladden the birth of a child.

Take pleasure in the beauty and wonder of the earth.

Speak your love. Speak it to God. Speak it to your neighbor.

Speak it again. Speak it again. Speak it again.

Speak it still once again.

                                                                     

Author unknown, but a worthy challenge to live out the valuable little things in the ever-growing life God has given us. Live it. Pass it on. Happy Valentine’s Day. Expand your sense of Lent.

~ Sister Joan Sobala

Living Words

Dear Friends,

Emily Dickinson, the nineteenth century American poet, wrote about the power of the word. Here is her poem:

A word is dead

when it is said,

some say.

I say it just

begins to live

that day.

In recent weeks of violence, dissent, and challenged faith, many words have been written, and many words have been spoken. When we believers gather in weekend worship, we hear sacred scriptures proclaimed. Some of us have heard preachers relate the bible passages with current events. Some of us are still waiting for such preaching.

This weekend’s gospel passage begs for proclamation and preaching and lived response. The reading for Sunday, February 1 is this familiar passage from Matthew 5:

When he saw the crowds, he went up the mountain, and after he had sat down, his disciples came to him.
He began to teach them, saying:
Blessed are the poor in spirit, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.
Blessed are they who mourn, for they will be comforted.
Blessed are the meek, for they will inherit the land.
Blessed are they who hunger and thirst for righteousness, for they will be satisfied.
Blessed are the merciful, for they will be shown mercy.
Blessed are the clean of heart, for they will see God.
Blessed are the peacemakers, for they will be called children of God.
Blessed are they who are persecuted for the sake of righteousness, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.
Blessed are you when they insult you and persecute you and utter every kind of evil against you because of me.
Rejoice and be glad, for your reward will be great in heaven.

If you are reading this post, take the time to read it aloud. Join the Sunday preachers in speaking this living word. Join the Sunday preachers in speaking aloud the words that call us all to a reign of God’s justice, peace, and mercy. Identify God at work bringing a reign of justice, peace, and mercy, the word once said, beginning to live this day.

With hope,

Susan Schantz SSJ

The Small Gestures of Life

Dear Friends,

Have you ever been encouraged by others to “think big?" I have. Thinking big is a worldview, an attitude that can lead to success in the world’s estimation.

Thinking big involves expecting more, better, larger physical, mental, spiritual amounts of everything. The creators of the concept leading to self-storage units strewn across the landscape understood what it means to think big. They knew that people had long ago internalized this concept and were in need of more space for everything they had accumulated.

Today, let’s spend time with what “thinking small” might offer us.

Small pleasures, small blessings, small gifts, small steps, small realizations.

Our everyday spiritual lives are most often one of these “smalls” or a combination of them. Jesus, in the Gospel, paid great attention to the power of the small: a cup of cold water, the lilies of the field, the sparrow, one fig tree that didn’t bear fruit, the poor, the sick, the lame and the children who were too small to be considered important. In the Magnificat, Jesus’ Mother, Mary sang of God who has lifted up the lowly.

There are a few saints in the history of the church who did remarkable things. Most were faithful to their call from God in small ways. Therese of Lisieux, the Little Flower, wrote often of the power of the small: “Miss no single opportunity of making some small sacrifice, here by a smiling look, there by a kindly word…" and elsewhere “Remember that nothing is small in the eyes of God. Do small things with great love.”

Sometimes, in a gesture of universal recognition, something enters the public awareness as remarkably important. Such was the case in 1954 when Kitty Kallen introduced a song which has endure to today: “Little Things Mean A Lot.” This song had only one message: the power of the small.

                “Give me your arm when we cross the street.
                A line a day when you’re far away.
                Give me your hand when I’ve lost the way
                Give me your shoulder to cry on.
                Whether the day is bright or gray,
                Give me your heart to rely on.
                Little things mean a lot.”

As winter deepens and the darkness still falls early, as Valentine’s Day approaches and we prepare to celebrate the loves of our lives, express God’s presence to all we meet in the small gestures that every day can hold. 

~ Sister Joan Sobala

Marching for Life

Dear Friends, 

God called the journeying Israelite believers to choose life. They were thirsty and their feet hurt. Their children were fussy and hungry. All the travelers felt wilderness heat and nighttime chill. They sang. They prayed. They complained. What was this journey? Can we do this? Keep going, called Moses. God is giving us a life and death choice. Choose life and we will live. 

We see many brave exodus travelers in our world today. Protestors in Minneapolis and Portland. Israelis demanding hostage release. Gazans protesting rationed food supplies. Hospital workers alarmed at the steep increase in health insurance premiums. Immigrants leaving oppressive regimes. Other immigrants and citizens expelled by corrupt government officials. Nigerians rallying against the military’s treatment of civilians. Venezuelans fighting for self-government. On Friday, January 23, the annual March for Life will unfold in Washington, DC. 

Choose life that you and your children may live. All these January marchers, these brave travelers, are marching for us, for the human community. Whatever our own religion or politics, we owe respect and support to those who march for life.  

In hope,
Susan Schantz SSJ

Walking with Jesus Through the Wilderness

Dear Friends,

There is the Baptism of Repentance that John the Baptist offered and there is Christian Baptism. They both appear in the New Testament. They are not the same. 

We celebrate Christian Baptism, that is a lasting immersion into Christ at the Easter Vigil. Today we celebrate the Baptism that John offered to people who came to him at the Jordan River. Among those who came was Jesus. He and John gazed at each other. John didn’t think that his baptizing Jesus was appropriate. Jesus was, after all, God-made-human – without sin. But Jesus had come to take on the sin of the world, and his baptism by John symbolized Jesus’ wholeheartedness to do so.

Then what?

What happened after the baptism of Jesus by John in the Jordan? They parted company.

Jesus went out into the wilderness to pray, to deepen, to wrestle with the powers of evil. Jesus went alone – but he was not alone. The angels ministered to him. Angels, it seems, hovered around Jesus – to keep him company, to encourage him to withstand evil. But who said it was easy?

Jesus was confronted by Satan who thought he could overcome Jesus. But he didn’t and he couldn’t. Jesus was strengthened by his baptism and by his time of prayer on the desert. Jesus was not overcome, but Satan promised to return for another round. He came in the garden of Gethsemane, as Jesus’ passion began and once again, did not overcome Jesus.

What of us? What can we take away from this feast this year of endless, debilitating natural storms and fatal violence against other people?

For one thing, we can take in the realization that Jesus came to take away the power of sin in people’s lives. It will take our cooperation to achieve that. For another thing, we might embrace the wilderness in which we find ourselves – accept being alone “out there” but not alone. We are called to find and walk with others who likewise want to look Satan in the eye and reject him – Satan, who comes to us in so many attractive ways. Together, we need to say no to Satan.

All of this.

Together with Jesus, who never leaves us to work out the difficulties of our lives alone.

It would be easy to skip over this part of Jesus’ experience as not pertaining to us………But it does. In the sweep of life, we are one with Jesus, from the Jordan to the garden of the Resurrection.

~ Sister Joan Sobala

Watching for Stars

Dear Friends,

Year after year, we Christians unpack and retell the Christmas stories. They are full of darkness and full of stars. This year I am attracted to the Magi’s journey tale. This year, 2025, the shadows and threats in the story remind me of our own world’s shadows and threats. The travelers’ discovery of grace in an unexpected place? That, too, is part of my personal journey. The gospel travelers needed to plot a new route and that resonates with me as 2026 progresses.

The Magi spent time in darkness, studying stars. As the northern hemisphere moves through the dark season, I am drawn to the hours of dusk and dawn. Those are the times I can pause and pray, let go of the day or greet the new day. I can review the day and remember God’s presence. I can welcome a new day and pray to be wise and faithful. I can plot new routes and accompany others on the road. I can hope, morning and evening, that the stars seen in darkness will guide all of us travelers.

In hope,

Susan Schantz SSJ