A Spiritual Life…

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“Spiritual but not religious” is how many people identify themselves. I hesitate to label myself this way as I begin to uncover the truth, or lack thereof, in my own religious upbringing. Those who identify as such catch some flak for it, I think, because we don’t commit to a particular community. We don’t gather to celebrate our spirituality in a church, synagogue, temple or mosque. So what does our spirituality look like? Is it “watered down,” unfounded or ungrounded? I hope not.

I once heard that it is unacceptable to be a “cafeteria Catholic,” choosing various parts of the faith that one liked and discarding the parts that one doesn’t like. I found I had done that. I like the parts of Catholicism about preferential option for the poor, serving others and walking with people in their brokenness. But I didn’t like the hierarchy, patriarchy or history.

So now I see the spiritual life as “outside.” That “outside” is both literal and figurative. For me it is a journey outside of myself, outside into nature and outside of the comforts and norms to which we acquiesce.  Maybe it’s a focus on what science explains to be so amazing: redwoods that have stood for thousands of years, the physics of lift for a flying bird, the euphony of rain. It’s outside of buildings but also outside of one’s self. Spirituality seems to require the first step of listening – listening to others whether they are 7 years old, 47 years old or 97 years old, the President of the company or the janitor of the facility. It also requires listening to every moment; listening to the water drip in the shower, your shoes hitting the pavement, wind in the trees, air as it circulates a room, the breath of the person next to you and the laughter of a stranger.

There is a spirit that runs through and connects all those things. Maybe to get in touch with one’s spiritual self is to just stop, go “outside” and listen; but truly listen. So often we try to think of a best response to someone that we don’t actually listen to them. So often we try to think of a best response to a situation that we don’t listen to that situation. Before the planning and action, why not listen? When an upsetting situation or event arises I try to come up with a solution immediately. Maybe I just need to listen to the situation before attacking, as if it needs quelling. When a good or positive situation arises I try to think about how I can keep it going and preserve the good. Maybe I should just listen to it and let it go.

There is the spirit that gives people, animals and plants life. There must be a spirit that gives each moment and social movement life. When a community gathers to support equal rights, when a community stands up against injustice, when a community collaborates to bring about social change, it invokes a spirit. How do we nourish that spirit? How do we give spirit to the spiritual life?

 

Emily Kraus is an Administrative Assistant with the Division of Student Affairs who is also pursuing her Masters degree in Bilingual Bicultural Education at DePaul’s College of Education.  She is a former University Ministry student leader who completed her DePaul undergraduate degree in 2006 . 

Reveling in Uncertainty: My Spiritual Self-Discernment at DePaul

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While growing up my main encounters with religion were attending a Methodist church sporadically – if my mom had successfully dragged my brother and me there – and reciting a prayer before dinner: God is great and God is good, and we thank Him for this food…

I didn’t understand “God” and had no real desire to.

But the summer after my senior year of high school, at the insistence of my friends, I went on a mission trip to Tijuana, Mexico. While I did not always agree with what was said in group discussions, I was surprised to discover that I enjoyed the group prayers that began our workday. Addressing God held little meaning for me but I couldn’t argue with the positivity of centering our day’s work in love. While small, my appreciation for our daily prayers reminded me that perhaps religion had more to offer than I was aware.

This realization seemed to set the stage for my experiences at DePaul. For the next two years I had a growing interest in religion, especially after discovering that many of my peers who had inspired me with their dedication to social justice were also people of faith. I added a Religious Studies major, dabbled in meditation, went to a few services at an interdenominational church and started reading about shamanism. I was haphazardly seeking and yearning for a religion, practice or community that felt meaningful – but these efforts were put on hiatus as I left the summer before my junior year to study abroad in Peru.

When I came back to DePaul, I was wrestling with some existential questions that my experiences abroad brought to the surface. I remembered meeting Diane Dardón, one of the Protestant chaplains on campus, my freshman year at a retreat and I reached out to her to talk. We agreed to meet twice a week during spring quarter and through our conversations I slowly began to understand my spirituality, recognizing it as an anchor for all other dimensions of my life. I resumed my efforts of exploring different faith communities, attending Buddhist, Baha’i and Quaker services as well as a meditation class. I initially did not feel drawn to Christianity, but realized I understood very little about it. Pastor Diane answered my questions, explored what I was unfamiliar with, and deconstructed some negative stereotypes I had absorbed over the years. I began attending her Sunday evening worship service and joined DePaul Christian Ministries’ (DCM) women’s group.

As a seeker, confused and questioning, Pastor Diane welcomed me into DCM, offering the insight and support that I was craving. While I still am grappling with the same questions, I no longer have the spiritual disquiet that brought me to her office. I am content with my journey and can even revel in the uncertainties some days – I’m beginning to understand that it will be a life-long process.

Chelsey Sanford is a DePaul senior who will graduate next spring. She is a double major in Religious Studies and Peace, Justice and Conflict Studies

 Photo of Chelsey doing service work during DCM Women’s Retreat courtesy of Diane Dardón.

the good, the bad and the ugly

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We asked some seniors to reflect upon their time at DePaul University. Here is a glimpse of wisdom from Marco that will guide him into the future and that we hope will speak to you too. Feel free to share your thoughts in the comments section at the bottom of this post.

 

Like most, if not all, seniors I have been asked countless times what my future looks like and how I’m getting there. A few times, however, I’ve been asked what I am taking with me no matter what the future holds.

Lately I have been able to look back at a lot of memories both on and off campus that have made me who I am today, and the biggest piece of wisdom I have gathered is to live one day at a time, taking in the responsibilities and blessings of the day.

No two days have been the same. What made those days special and will continue to make them special are the people that I encountered. The people that surround you will make you who you are. They are the good, the bad and the ugly that will challenge you and will also support you.

I would say take time out of your day to just be human with others.

I came to DePaul University believing that I would learn to be a busy bee ready to go to work with a focused mindset on the tasks at hand. As I am leaving DePaul, I have learned to take time for people. Work will get done, but people will come and go. Enjoy them while you have them.

The biggest piece of wisdom I’ve gotten from someone else is a Salvadorian saying, “Whoever truly listens to advice will live to old age.” That is the best advice because it makes me listen to more advice! People give good advice so that others may live their lives a little bit easier.

Listen to the world around you because it will teach you what you need to know.

I hope to live the rest of my life by that.

Marco Garcia graduated from DePaul’s Driehaus College of Business this past Saturday.

It’s NOT about what you do – it’s who you’re with!

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Dear DePaul Graduates,

As we bid you farewell and you make decisions about where you will go next in terms of your life and career, I want to encourage you to choose wisely your response to one very important question: Who are your travelling with on your journey?

As you think about what kind of job you will take, where you will live, what graduate school you will attend, or whatever other decisions await you as you look forward, this question may be among the most important in determining the person you grow to become. It should not be overlooked nor taken lightly.

We all Need a Little Help.

If you are to live an authentic human journey into freedom and into the realization of who you are over the long haul, you need others who will help you. You need friendships. You need mentors and guides. You need those older and wiser and more experienced, and you need those younger and full of energy, hope and idealism. You need to know and learn from those who are different from you and who help you to move beyond the limitations of your personal knowledge and experience. You need others to hold you accountable to your values and ideals when the going gets rough, whether by their mere presence, by their examples, by their encouragement, or occasionally even by their loving confrontation. With all humility and honesty, we simply cannot live full lives of commitment nor find true happiness entirely on our own. We need good traveling companions.

“NSA” Only Goes so Far.

Our society has changed significantly over the last decade or more in relation to how people associate – or increasingly don’t associate – with family, neighbors, employers, voluntary civic organizations, and churches. Generally speaking, in the United States we have become a human community that is much less likely to commit and grow roots in social institutions of any kind. When we do, we often seek to do so “no strings attached.” However, the proud notion of an individual “self” unrestrained by the influence of others and unaffected by webs of social commitments is an illusion. Seeking to be “free” from social bonds and commitments, we risk sacrificing what is most essential to who we are: our relationships and our own true happiness. We are undeniably social beings and our lives are shaped and enhanced in profound ways by the people around us.

Grow Your Own Communities—and Belong to Them.

Graduates, in today’s world of rapid change, choosing and actively building your community are more important and more challenging than ever before. Living in community with others requires intentionality and conscious action; it will not happen on its own. However, your efforts to grow and sustain your community of friends, family, co-workers, mentors, and associates will pay rich rewards for your overall well-being and quality of life. Those who surround and walk with you will be the ones to support you, challenge you, laugh and cry with you, teach you to love, help you to sustain your growth as a person, and lead you to persist with courage and integrity on your journey. Ultimately, it is with these people that you will find joy and fulfillment.

A Real Life Example.

Let me share an example of this ideal becoming a reality. When people are buying a first home, they often scatter from their friends. People have different budgets, thoughts around schools, and checklists for communities. But 16 years ago, our best friends and my wife and I intentionally bought houses near each other. Within a few years, we were able to encourage two other couples to find houses in our neighborhood. Now, our kids have been growing up together all of these years, we share childcare duties and a lawnmower, and support each others’ parenting ups and downs, while enjoying great summer BBQs, evening beverages, and conversation with our best friends in the world. Our family and another even chose to become foster parents in large part because we knew we would be supported by our community, which now has extended beyond four families, though those remain a nucleus for us. I cannot tell you the difference this has made in my life.

In conclusion…

So if you work hard at anything in the days and years ahead, wherever you are, let it be to choose and establish a human community of trusted companions that will walk with you on your journey, with whom you can joyfully belong and thrive, and that will foster the best of who you are and want to become.

Mark Laboe
June 10, 2014

 

Photo from http://thirdculturedkid.blogspot.com/

Watch Your Bacc!

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Need a little more pomp and circumstance in your life? Want a chance to march around campus in your cap and gown taking all the family photos you want without worrying about dire post-commencement rental-return warnings?

Join us at Baccalaureate Mass!

I’m writing to let you know that ALL graduating students regardless of religious affiliation are invited – welcomed, encouraged, urged – to participate in DePaul’s Baccalaureate Mass!

Don’t be afraid – I’ll walk you through it now and hope to see you this Friday afternoon, June 13th, as DePaul’s Baccalaureate is held at St. Vincent de Paul Church the Friday of Commencement Weekend.

First of all, “Baccalaureate:” Five syllables. Sounds like some sort of award, or a card game played in a Monte Carlo casino. One meaning, derived from Latin is “undergraduate degree.” Another definition is “a religious service held at an educational institution before commencement.” Bingo. As a faith-based institution DePaul wants to celebrate and pray with/for graduating students.

Secondly, Baccalaureate Mass is indeed a mass, but not an ordinary Sunday one. It begins with an academic procession led by the DePaul banner and banners representing each of the colleges that make up the university. Faculty and students in their academic regalia file into St. Vincent’s as guests of honor (your parents will love it). Following this academic procession is the liturgical procession – there’s incense, cross, candles, and those assisting in celebrating the Mass all process to celebratory music led by a 22-member orchestra and 24-voice choir.

If you’ve never been to a Catholic mass and are graduating from “The largest Catholic university in North America,” it’s a good time to check one out before you depart. If you are a regular Sunday attendee you’ll find a lot to like. Fr. Holtschneider, our president, will be the presider. Muslim, Jewish, and Protestant staff of University Ministry will be up front as well, along with Vincentian priests in addition to Fr. Holtschneider.

Thirdly, all graduates are encouraged to wear your cap and gown (and any other academic regalia you have been given or awarded). Somehow people often fail to get this message – so feel free to share it. Students line up in the Student Center Atrium between 3:00 and 3:30pm for the academic procession to the church at 3:45pm. Families and guests are encouraged to arrive at St. Vincent’s as early as 3:00pm, as seating is limited.

You can give me a shout to answer any questions you may have about the Baccalaureate Mass. Hope to see you there!

Matt Merkt is Chaplain for Liturgy with DePaul’s Catholic Campus Ministry

Photo courtesy of Jeff Carrion/DePaul University

5 Spiritual Songs for Summer

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So – no snow accumulation this week. I am officially allowed to wear white shoes (though I rarely choose to do so). And I took my kids to the beach over the weekend and they got tan instead of chapped.  I think summer is actually coming and that makes me think of music.

Here’s my play list for spiritual summer songs.  Let me know what some of your recs are.

1) “Saturday In The Park” by Chicago (Chicago V) – A cheesy song, but I LOVE the city of Chicago’s parks and street fairs.  Spirits can shine during a Chicago summer, especially when it has seemed so far out of reach. “I’ve been waiting such a long time…”

2) “Upside Down” by Jack Johnson (Curious George Soundtrack) – Curious George’s joy of exploring everything. Johsons’s beachy-surfy-sitting-round-a-campfire-with-friends mellow vibe. Simple joy. “Who’s to say what’s impossible….I’ll share this love I find with everyone.”

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3) “I Don’t Care” by Icona Pop (This Is… Icona Pop) – Summer just makes me want to just chuck things, and so does this song.  Pretend the dysfunctional relationship sung about is something from which you need to be spiritually liberated – could be people pleasing, a bad habit, denying yourself sleep or fun with others. You choose. (Listener discretion advised for some salty lyrics) “I got this feeling on a summer day…

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4) “Happy” by Pharrell Williams (Despicable Me 2 Soundtrack) – OK OK. Overdone?  But PERFECT for summer and I dare you not to have your spirits lifted with this one!  Suitable for car, home, beach and dance floor. “Clap along if you feel like that’s what you wanna do”

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5) “Summer’s Evening” by Gillian Welsh (Going Driftless: An Artist’s Tribute to Greg Brown) – Midwestern songwriter Brown reminds us of life’s simple, earthy pleasures like lightning bugs, family, and the magic of a summer night when your cares drift away and anything is possible. Includes some yodelingesque stylings by Welch! And you get the feeling things’ll be alright, on a summer evening before the dark of night.”

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Katie Brick is Director of the Office of f Religious Diversity with DePaul University Ministry.  Leave your ideas for summer songs in the Reply box below.

Why I Do CrossFit More Than I Go to Church These Days

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Back when I was in college I hardly ever missed daily noon mass on campus.  I would even schedule classes around so I could attend.  There were days when I skipped class for mass because I often felt I would get more out of Fr. Pat’s homilies than my professors’ lectures.  Often I left pondering about the takeaway message.  Many times Fr. Pat’s words just made me feel hopeful and good inside.  His stories always somehow struck a chord with me as a student and regularly helped guide my decisions.

Mass to me was also about being with familiar, friendly faces for 30 minutes each day.  Rituals like voicing our needs and concerns in community, exchanging signs of peace with hugs, and breaking bread over communion brought much comfort to whatever it was I was going through during college. People stayed around after mass if they didn’t have class to chat and hang out.  People were missed if they didn’t show up for a few days.  Upon their return they would be asked “Where have you been?”  The experience of daily mass and the community around it during those years enriched my life – it was like food for my soul.

These days, what I rarely ever miss is the WOD (Workout of the Day) at my CrossFit box (gym).  Truth be told, I sometimes schedule my work hours so I can make time to go to the box.  When I’m there I look forward to developing new skills, growing stronger, putting all my energy and effort into the WOD and being around a motivating community.

Early on, there was a simple sense of accomplishment the first time I was able to do an overhead squat using the 45 lb. barbell instead of the training bar.  Often, just finishing a WOD was an accomplishment. Other skills, like the handstand push up, took me longer to be able to do consistently.  But when I got there it was very gratifying.  I’m no longer intimidated by a 135 lb. barbell that I have to clean and jerk.  I have confidence jumping on a rope and choose to challenge myself by climbing it legless. With each success the desire to get better becomes stronger because the impossible seems a lot more possible.  There’s also something to be said about mentally training myself each day to give it my all (100%) particularly when others have completed the WOD and I’m barely half way through. The habit of pushing myself to persevere through the pain and fatigue and not quitting until I finish can be applied to many aspects of my life.

The best part about CrossFit for me, however, is the community that I am a part of.  Having coaches and peers helping me out by offering advice about techniques, encouraging me to pick up the bar when they see that I have little left in the tank, challenging me to keep up with them because they know my potential and receiving congratulatory fist bumps at the end of a WOD make my CrossFit community special.  I am amazed and find inspiration when I witness others’ resilient efforts to not give up or when they achieve personal records. The energy is contagious. Daily I am reminded that through hard work and with a supportive community, I can go further.  I’m usually physically taxed at the end of the workout, but the hour I spend each day at my CrossFit box cleanses my mind and energizes my spirit.

I believe our values reflect the company we keep and that habits form character.

While I’m still active in my Catholic community, it’s been refreshing to see how exercising can nourish my spirituality.  There are actually a lot of similarities between my habit of going to mass when I was in college and my habit of doing CrossFit now.  There has always been and will always be a deep longing in me to be part of communities that inspire, support and transform.

Quang Luu is Residence Hall Chaplain with DePaul University Ministry.

Image from http://games.crossfit.com/article/south-east-regional-report-work-done-now

 

This One’s for LGBTQA Month

flagMay is LGBTQA month here at DePaul University.  It can sometimes seem that religion has little positive to say regarding LGBTQA issues, but my University Ministry colleagues and I would beg to differ. I’m going to offer a Jewish perspective and then share some resources from the Abrahamic traditions we hope will add a different perspective. Please share your own links on the topic if you feel moved to do so.

There is an old saying; “Two Jews, Three opinions”.  Just as with every topic within Judaism, different Jews have different views towards LGBTQ issues. In Judaism, we are given the law. The mitzvot (commandments) in the Torah are given to the Jewish people by G-d and are there for us to follow. There are laws regarding kashrute (kosher/food), laws relating to prayer and ritual, laws regarding how much of your income to tithe and, yes –  laws regarding male homosexuality.

However, interpretation of laws is extremely important in Judaism. There has been text after text for thousands of years, throughout the span of Jewish history, going over the commandments in the Torah.  Regulations and precepts are interpreted time and time again, helping us decipher how to live out these holy commandments in modern lives.

While there are laws regulating homosexual activity in the ancient Israelite community (most likely due to concerns for population growth), many Jews now focus on laws and concepts much more relevant to society today — such as social action, ecological concerns, interfaith relations while continually acting on time-honored Jewish values. Values like redeeming the captive, visiting the sick, honoring parents and teachers and keeping the day of rest.

Judaism is about choices. Choosing what laws and what interpretation of those laws to follow helps Jews decide how to live their lives. Judaism, while providing guidelines, gives few hard and fast rules about how to live one’s life. As Rabbi Hillel stated regarding Torah; “That which is hateful to you, do not do to any person, all the rest [of Torah] is commentary, now go and learn it”.  With that being said, here are a few articles regarding different Jewish views on LGBTQ :

Here is a link to an overview of stances of different movements within Judaism.
This article from Tikkun Magazine concerns a Chicago Congregation comprised mostly of gay, straight, and bisexual Jews.
Finally, this post is about changes toward LGBTQ issues in the Conservative Jewish movement.

And if you think it’s tough to track down thoughtful contributions from the Muslim community that would be appropriate to LGBTQ month, check out some of these pieces:

The article ” Coming Out Twice: Sexuality and Gender in Islam”  features an interview with the author of “Homosexuality in Islam” and includes how gay Muslims have to face both homophobia and Islamaphobia.
This article focuses on “Quranic Values as an Inspiration for Gay Marriage”
If you’re looking site with Muslim LGBTQ resources including several Muslim blogs, head here.

There are many resources around positive messages around  Christianity, gender and homosexuality but here are a couple to get started:
For an alternate take on the “bibical view” of homosexuality, check out “The Best Case for the Bible Not Condemning Homosexuality
And being at a Catholic school it might be useful to know that there are a variety of stances on LGBTQ issues within the Catholic church and that even when a denomination or tradition is perceived as being condemning of homosexuality, its adherents‘ views may differ greatly from the headlines.

Have a great LGBTQ month brought to you by our friends in the Office of LGBTQA Student Services.

Matthew Charnay is Coordinator of Jewish Life with DePaul University Ministry

 

 

 

Is Random really “Random”…

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The older I get the more it seems I don’t believe in coincidences or “random” acts anymore.   Remember the “Random acts of kindness” movement a few years back?  I thought it was a great concept to randomly share love and kindness just because it was the good and right thing to do.  Each random act has a tumbling affect by triggering a series of events unknown to the person who initiated the first act.  Some acts lead to great change, while other acts or events can lead to bad things.  However, when you live a life of purpose perhaps there is no such thing as “random”.

I have to confess that my question of “random” acts not really being random was triggering by the recent death of a colleague.  Leonore Draper was a bright, passionate, professional person who was clearly committed to ending violence in the city she loved, Chicago.  I met her years ago while I was running a mentoring program for Black and Latino youth in Rogers Park.  She was immediately impressive to everyone because she was intelligent, organized and eager to heal violence.  Last week she was killed in an apparent drive-by shooting while getting out of her car.  She had just left an anti-violence fundraiser.

While I was still mentally processing how random her death seemed to be on the surface; I could not help but think about the role of purpose.

What is the purpose of Leonore Draper’s death?  It’s the type of question that people of faith ask themselves all the time.  We ask this question about purpose because our faith traditions often teach that “all life has purpose” or that “God has a purpose and plan for us”.   In my mind, this means that so called “random” acts aren’t so random at all.  I believe that if we allow random acts to travel to their logical conclusion, they will always lead to changes that lead to greater changes, and so on.   So can one tragic, accidental death prevent another tragic accidental death?  Can one death create safer neighborhoods or less fear?

As a Christian minister I am searching right now.  I ask myself whether it’s too extreme to compare the eventual results of Leonore Draper’s death to the results from Jesus Christ’s death on the cross.  I believe Christ’s death was far from accidental or random and that his death was the price to usher in God’s spirit – the same spirit that would make way for human unity and salvation. Christians believe Christ’s death was a tragedy, but it was also a gift.

I’ll admit: I’m biased about all this.  I am eager for the seemingly random death of Leonore Draper to not be so random, but to instead hold true purpose.  Just like with those random acts of kindness I want Leonore Draper’s death to have power, to have meaning and bring good changes.   While still difficult to accept, the day after learning about her death I began imagining other people in Chicago, people just like me suddenly… waking up.

Something clicked in me after Leonore’s death.   Someone I personally knew was “randomly” killed yet I felt motivated, inspired and creative. I suddenly had clarity of purpose, and confidence.   While still sad and a bit shocked I know Leonore’s life was not lived in vain…neither was her death.  There has been a spiritual shift.  Even if the shift is only in me, I still consider it profound.  I believe we are to all learn from the Leonore Drapers of the world.  They are the muses, inspirations and catalysts necessary for the next revolution, the next blessing and the next spiritual shift.  Leonore will be deeply missed but I am so very thankful she was never “random”.

Keith Baltimore is University Minister with the Office of Religious Diversity’s DePaul Christian Ministries. Feel free to comment on his piece at the bottom of this page.

Photo from of the family of Leonore Draper featured in the Chicago Tribune on April 26, 2014.

The Biggest Hands in the World

My father’s hands were some of the biggest hands I’ve ever seen – powerful, strong, worn, hardworking hands. My father’s hands were some of the biggest hands I’ve ever seen – giving, forgiving, caring hands that constantly reached out to others.

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Last year Marcia Stout, one of DePaul’s nursing professors, invited me into her nursing class to encourage her students to think about nursing from spiritual and pastoral perspectives. From that invitation grew an opportunity to work with School of Nursing Director Dr. William Cody and other nursing faculty and staff to begin weaving a ritual of Blessing of the Hands into the fabric DePaul’s School of Nursing.

The rituals begin with nursing faculty and staff not only symbolically washing the hands of many students but also offering kind words of encouragement.  With hands and hearts prepared, the students then stand with one of DePaul’s University Ministry staff who offer a blessing while anointing their hands with precious oils.

Last year Jewish students received a blessing from DePaul’s Jewish Life Coordinator. Daughter of Charity Sr. Katie Norris blessed the hands of Catholic students. Muslims received blessings from DePaul’s Muslim Chaplain. And as DePaul’s Protestant Chaplain, I was privileged to join my colleagues in blessing many. I don’t know if the hands I held and anointed with sweet myrrh belonged to students of my faith or of any faith. I don’t know if the students I was privileged to bless were rich or poor, ready to serve as nurses or not. None of that mattered. What mattered is that I was given a moment to hold and bless hands that were even bigger than my father’s hands.

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To the bystander, the nursing students’ hands that were washed and blessed last year were just regular in size. But from my perspective, the hands I blessed were enormous. They were hands whose size was exaggerated by the hearts of those students whose path in life would require them to be constantly giving, forgiving and caring. The size of the hands I blessed was exaggerated by the passions of students preparing to be compassionate, patient, talented, healing nurses.

The hands of DePaul’s nursing students are enormous, not physiologically but spiritually—much will be required of them and much more will be given.

St. Vincent DePaul held the ministry of nursing in high esteem. He wrote, ”Now if there ever was a good work, it is that of nursing the sick, so much indeed that it surpasses all others in value. “

In recognition of the enormous work required of nurses and in appreciation of the great value of those called into nursing, DePaul’s School of Nursing has begun a tradition of blessing students’ hands. When DePaul’s president, Fr. Holtschneider was invited by Dr. Cody to join nursing students for the Second Annual Blessing of the Hands next week, Fr. Holtsneider responded: “This is a lovely new tradition.“

Indeed, this is a lovely tradition—a DePaul tradition—reserved for our nursing students who I believe have some of the biggest hands in the world—matched only by their large hearts! God bless all of our nursing students!

—   Rev. Diane Dardon is a Chaplain with DePaul Christian Ministries.  You can comment on her post below.

For more information on DePaul’s School of Nursing Blessing of the Hands scheduled for May 6, please contact Alexander Stachniak, ASTACHN1@depaul.edu.