“What if they held a bake sale to fund the defense department and the schools got all the money they needed?”

By Br. Steve Herro, O. Praem.

CookiesMaybe you have heard the expression or seen the bumper sticker, “What if they held a bake sale to fund the defense department and the schools got all the money they needed?” I am not sure who gets the credit for this clever saying, but the quip has crossed my mind quite a bit the last few weeks.

Earlier this spring, I read an appeal by the Dominican Center for Women. The center, founded by the Sinsinawa Domincans in 1995, is an urban ministry program in the Amani neighborhood of Milwaukee. The center seeks to raise $200,000 to test the water and purchase water filters in this low-income neighborhood. As reported: “… The 53206 ZIP code, of which the Amani neighborhood is a significant part, has more lead laterals, lead-contaminated water, and the highest number of children with elevated blood levels in Milwaukee …”

I was dumbfounded. One year ago, the story of contaminated water in Flint, Michigan, took our nation by storm:

  • A: I rarely considered what was happening “behind the scenes” when I turned on the faucet to brush my teeth.
  • And B: I did not tend to think of who was paying for my water to arrive from Lake Michigan to the city of De Pere.

But a recent visit to a Greater Green Bay Habitat for Humanity worksite educated me on how a city’s water moves to a homeowner’s house and how it is paid for. Most not only pay a fee to the local water utility, but also property owners must pay for the lateral water pipe that connects one’s building to the city’s system of underground water pipes.

Is there anything more basic to human life than water? Why do inner-city residents struggle with lead pipes—a worry that many of us never have to face? Why do peasants in sub-Sahara Africa suffer from drought and famine when others can install irrigation systems to water golf courses without batting an eyelash? To have to independently fundraise for clean water and lead-free pipes flies in the face of the Christian understanding of the common good.

President Donald Trump announced a draft federal budget for fiscal year 2018 on May 23, 2017. Who are the winners and losers? Sr. Donna Markham OP, president and CEO of Catholic Charities USA (CCUSA), announced:

“While CCUSA supports efforts to improve vital safety-net programs needed to move people out of poverty and protect life … cuts to anti-poverty programs such as SNAP, Medicaid and jobs training will have a devastating effect on millions of vulnerable individuals and families who depend on them.”

The budget requests an additional $469 billion for defense during the next 10 years. On the other hand, wouldn’t you rather enjoy a lemonade while visiting with a four-star general at a military bake sale?

DISCLAIMER: This blog represents Br. Herro’s own opinions and experiences. It does not represent an official position or opinion of St. Norbert Abbey or of any other Norbertine.

Sharing the Joy of the Good News of Christ

By Br. Steve Herro, O. Praem.

Washing of the Feet at St. Norbert Abbey, Holy Thursday 2017: Deacon Michael Brennan, O. Praem. (left) and Frater Jordan Neeck, O. Praem.

My brother Jerome and I were traveling one day. Mind you, we don’t often digress onto theological discourse, but this time he said to me, “We say this at Mass, but what does ‘descended into hell’ really mean?”

Last month as part of the Norbertine Center for Spirituality’s annual Triduum Retreat at St. Norbert Abbey, Fr. Matthew Dougherty, O. Praem., delivered a Holy Saturday conference entitled, “Descended into Hell.” He brilliantly explained how different theologians and literary figures have addressed this concept through the centuries, but his explanation of Jesus visiting people who are so devoid of life and human interaction to free them from the from the imprisonment of isolation from love of God and others really struck a chord with me. In his presentation, Fr. Dougherty included a slide of a prisoner in solitary confinement. I immediately thought that a contemporary example of Jesus descending into hell would be visiting and freeing prisoners from solitary confinement.

Solitary confinement is real in Wisconsin prisons. Faith-based leaders from WISDOM (a Wisconsin network of faith-based organizations) and others from the American Civil Liberties Union of Wisconsin have led concerned Wisconsinites in reforming Wisconsin prison practices that include the use of solitary confinement.

The article, “Wisconsin Inmates Report Despair, Little Counseling In Solitary Confinement That Can Stretch On For Years” (Wisconsin Public Radio, April 14, 2017), noted that there were 1,073 Wisconsin inmates in solitary confinement on Februrary 28, 2017. Confinement averages 22 hours a day for 15 continuous days. But Governor Scott Walker’s 2017-2019 Wisconsin state budget requests additional funds for mental health care and outside-of-cell programming and recreation for those in solitary confinement.

Jesus did not descend into hell to have parties with the rich, powerful, and popular. Pope Francis has made a habit of washing the feet of Roman prisoners. And wherever the pope goes, the media follow; the lives of those visited receive at least a fleeting moment of international attention.

Whether we advocate for prisoners in solitary confinement, visit saddened people in hospitals or nursing homes, or pray for an end to the confinement of political prisoners, we are “descending into hell” to bring the joy of the Good News of Christ to men and women separated or isolated from human love and interaction.

DISCLAIMER: This blog represents Br. Herro’s own opinions and experiences. It does not represent an official position or opinion of St. Norbert Abbey or of any other Norbertine.

Where We Minister

As stated in the mission of St. Norbert Abbey, “We give ourselves in service to one another and to people in need, with special emphasis on service and advocacy for the poor. We commit ourselves to our traditional ministries, while being open to new apostolates.”

Members of the Norbertine Community of St. Norbert Abbey minister at the Brown County Jail and at the Green Bay Correctional Institution (GBCI), among other apostolates.

If you are considering a vocation to Norbertine religious life and/or priesthood, call 920.337.4333 or e-mail vocations@norbertines.org to speak with a member of St. Norbert Abbey’s vocations team.

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An Earth Month Challenge?

By Br. Steve Herro, O. Praem.

The ‘transportation prison’ is trapping more and more people in the United States, unable to keep up with the renewed sprawl of jobs and homes. In ‘Laudato Si,’ Pope Francis described the ‘suffering’ associated with a worldwide dependence on cars, ‘causing traffic congestion, raising the level of pollution, and consuming enormous quantities of non-renewable energy’ (No. 153).

“The Right to Ride,” America magazine, January 2, 2017 (page 5)
Earth Day | April 22
Earth Day | April 22

Earth Day is April 22, 2017; the more ambitious supporters extend it to Earth Week, April 22-29, 2017; the most ambitious supporters extend it to Earth Month, April 2017. How about considering the connection between transportation and Catholic Social Teaching this month?

Pope Francis’ work to connect transportation to care for our common home is quite pertinent in my small corner of the world:

RoadsOur communities pay dearly to meet the American love affair with single-person transit and car ownership. Convenience and independence have great indirect costs, including dirtier air, less fit citizens, expensive roads and highways, and sacrifice of green space and farmland for road construction. Mass transit is indeed a common good; its support falls clearly within the purview of Catholic Social Teaching.

How about this Earth Day 2017 resolution?

Commit to reduce the times you drive alone to work AND commit to reduce trips to the store for a single item or purpose.

DISCLAIMER: This blog represents Br. Herro’s own opinions and experiences. It does not represent an official position or opinion of St. Norbert Abbey or of any other Norbertine.

Remembering Fr. Basil Reuss, O. Praem.

Cemetery Wreaths 2016“Come let us worship …”

For Christmas 2016, in a touching tribute to their confreres who have passed into God’s Eternal Kingdom, members of the Norbertine community placed a Christmas wreath on each headstone in the St. Norbert Abbey cemetery. Below, several Norbertines share their thoughts about the headstones they selected and the impact that these respective Norbertines had on their lives.

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By Fr. Sebastian Schalk, O. Praem.

Fr. Basil Reuss, O. Praem.
Fr. Basil Reuss, O. Praem.

Fr. Basil Reuss, O. Praem. († March 20, 1959), had a special influence on my life in giving me a reason to profess temporary vows at the end of my two-year novitiate.

The story begins with my wanting to know if I was making the right decision to abandon my career as an engineer at the Western Electric Company in order to enter the Norbertine Order.

All of the fraters made a retreat every year in August, and in 1956 Fr. Reuss preached this retreat for second-year novices, who were preparing to profess their first vows on August 28. Something he said at one of the conferences encouraged me to consult him personally. His counsel gave me what I needed in order to profess the three-year vows with my classmates.

Remembering:

Remembering Fr. Guy Guyon, O. Praem.

Cemetery Wreaths 2016“Come let us worship …”

For Christmas 2016, in a touching tribute to their confreres who have passed into God’s Eternal Kingdom, members of the Norbertine community placed a Christmas wreath on each headstone in the St. Norbert Abbey cemetery. Below, several Norbertines share their thoughts about the headstones they selected and the impact that these respective Norbertines had on their lives.

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By Fr. Stephen Rossey, O. Praem.

Fr. Guy Guyon, O. Praem.
Fr. Guy Guyon, O. Praem.

I chose to remember Fr. Guy Guyon, O. Praem. († December 4, 2003), because of my delightful times with him designing sets for his musicals. Several shows hold special memories:

  1. “South Pacific”: Guy wanted the proscenium arch flanked with palm trees. I designed trees that were stage height and each leaf took a full roll of crepe paper. I climbed to the top of the ladder to install the leafy structures and the ladder broke in the center and I came sliding down the wall. Lying on the floor, Guy ministered to my needs.
  1. “My Fair Lady”: Eric Butikus designed the sets: 22- and 14-foot revolving platforms with multiple sets on each occupied the stage floor. The large turntable had a circular staircase that was mounted from off-stage. Unfortunately, when the large table turned, it bumped the small table! Unnerved, Guy told Eric to redesign it. Eric refused and left the stage. Guy and I went to the gym with a large roll of butcher paper and laid out the drawing for each step to assure maximum clearing. It worked like a charm. The audience cheered when they witnessed the table turn and Eliza dismount the staircase! Guy could not have been more pleased.
  1. “Brigadoon”: Guy was delighted with my Arcadian dream scene of trees blooming with tissue-colored leaves.

We spent 6 a.m. to 8 p.m. Saturdays, from dawn to dusk, on-stage creating the sets, after which we adjourned to the priory kitchen to cook dinner together.

At rehearsals Guy sat in the top row of the balcony and would yell at the cast, “I can’t hear you!” He refused to use mikes or employ stand-in actors, in case someone became sick! Being a thespian myself I asked him not to be so hard on the kids. He complied as best he could.

Remembering:

Remembering Fr. Aaron Walschinski, O. Praem., and Fr. Alan Scheible, O. Praem.

Cemetery Wreaths 2016“Come let us worship …”

For Christmas 2016, in a touching tribute to their confreres who have passed into God’s Eternal Kingdom, members of the Norbertine community placed a Christmas wreath on each headstone in the St. Norbert Abbey cemetery. Below, several Norbertines share their thoughts about the headstones they selected and the impact that these respective Norbertines had on their lives.

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By Br. Steve Herro, O. Praem.

Five days before Christmas, I joined several dozen Norbertine priests, brothers, and fraters in adorning the gravestones of our deceased Norbertine confreres. What drew me to help memorialize Fr. Aaron Walschinski, O. Praem. (“Fr. Wally,” † December 7, 1989), and Fr. Alan Scheible, O. Praem. († January 30, 2000)?

Fr. Wally and I were 26 years apart and Fr. Alan and I were 19 years apart—minor age differences in a community in which the pre-baby boom generation dominated. Age differences have never prevented me from becoming a close friend to another Norbertine. Though I was a dear friend to each man, the two were very different people.


Fr. Aaron "Wally" Walschinski, O. Praem.
Fr. Aaron “Wally” Walschinski, O. Praem.

Fr. Wally made me laugh. And, as a very serious person, I needed all of the amusement that I could get! We shared interests in library and archival work, and Dairy Queen Blizzard® Treats. Fr. Wally and I worked in the abbey library and archives together in 1988 and 1989. Abbot Benjamin Mackin, O. Praem., knowing my of interest in libraries and archives AND knowing of Fr. Wally’s declining health, asked me to assist Fr. Wally. Fr. Wally and I also spent time together with other Norbertines on our community property in Northern Wisconsin.

I enjoyed his memories of life in Philadelphia and as a St. Norbert College photographer. One of my fondest memories of this amiable Norbertine was at an annual “Steve Herro-Sponsored Brewers Outing.” About 20 Norbertines and Herros celebrated together. The tailgate party ended and we began to walk to our seats. My brother-in-law Andy, who is as sociable as Fr. Wally was, struck up a conversation with him, asking him his name, where he was from, etc. The two quickly realized that they shared a lot in common—including me! The party was more than 90 minutes long before the two realized that they were invited by the same person.


Fr. Alan Scheible, O. Praem. (right)
Fr. Alan Scheible, O. Praem. (right)

Fr. Alan and I had very similar personalities: serious, learned, introverted, and perfectionistic. We were both very disciplined in what we ate and how we exercised. Perhaps I shared my feelings with him more intimately than I did with any other Norbertine. He was a very provocative man, and he seemed to especially love to challenge the younger Norbertines to live our vows more authentically.

His years serving in low-income communities in Chicago (when he met a South Side community organizer named Barack Obama) have been a constant inspiration to me in my own ministry and discernment. He became seriously ill in 1998. I was seeking a new ministry in 1999 when I returned to De Pere to live and serve among my confreres. As my mother said when I shared Fr. Alan’s condition with her, “Maybe that is why God is calling you back to De Pere.”

Remembering:

Lenten Lessons and Chants 2017 at St. Norbert Abbey

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Lenten Lessons and Chants 2017 in the Church of St. Norbert Abbey

Sunday, April 2, 2017 | 7 p.m.

Join us for this time of Word, silence, and song.

LentIn this season of Lent, the Church invites us all to prepare for the Easter Feast through a deepening life of prayer, fasting, and works of mercy.

On the Fifth Sunday of Lent, the Norbertine Community of St. Norbert Abbey is offering Lenten Lessons and Chants.

The abbey church will be filled with praise of God’s Mercy through Word (Scripture and other Christian writings), rich silence, and sacred music sung by Norbertine cantors and the Abbey Singers of St. Norbert College.

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April 2, 2017 — Lenten Lessons and Chants 2017

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Sometimes the Stars Really Do Align

By Br. Steve Herro, O. Praem.

StarsJanuary 8, 2017, was the first day of National Migration Week (described by the U.S. Catholic Bishops as “… an opportunity for the Church to reflect on the circumstances confronting migrants, including immigrants, refugees, children, and victims and survivors of human trafficking”), the Solemnity of the Epiphany of the Lord, and a day in the midst of a news cycle about possible changes in the U.S. refugee resettlement program. At Mass that Sunday, I was standing at my customary post in the St. Norbert Abbey Church—welcoming guests and handing out worship aids.

There are usually about 120 guests for Sunday Mass at the abbey. Some come every Sunday; others are visiting the area for the weekend and discovered this convenient time and location; others live in the area and “bop in” less regularly. There are singles, couples, and larger families that regularly attend this Mass; the age range is indicative of the usual spread at any Catholic church on a given Sunday morning.

But, to be honest, the assembly generally does not reflect the cultural diversity of the U.S. Catholic Church; it is pretty white, with most descended from western European countries. But for some reason, I noticed a family of four from India for the first time at our abbey that Sunday. Before Mass, I approached them in their pew and asked them if they would bear the offertory gifts that morning; they were honored to be asked and agreed to do so.

Abbot Gary Neville, O. Praem., presided and preached that morning. In the context of the Epiphany, National Migration Week, and Pope Francis’ and the U.S. Bishops’ frequent messaging on “bridges not walls,” welcoming the newcomer amongst us, and the severity of the world’s current refugee crisis, the abbot’s homily “nailed it.” Or, to use a baseball expression, “he hit it out of the park.” On this Epiphany, we received a reminder that this most solemn feast reminds all of us to be a welcoming community to people of all backgrounds, as the Holy Family received foreign magi who recognized the greatness of the newborn Jesus. The newborn Jewish child was sent by God the Father for the redemption of all people.

These are difficult days for refugees and immigrants fleeing countries from troublespots on nearly every continent. And, this is a stressful time for the many advocates who have worked on the ground while helping to resettle migrants in our country, or who have spent days/months/years engaging government officials for more just migration policies.

I silently wept that morning. My four new Indian “friends” represented the entire assembly when they bore the gifts of bread and wine, not unlike the gifts of gold, frankincense, and myrrh bore by the “other wisemen from the East” in that morning’s Gospel. In one small way, for one brief moment, I witnessed the exact sense of acceptance and welcome that our Norbertine community extends to our guests—regardless of their race, country of origin, or social class. The “stars” of National Migration Week, Epiphany Sunday, the current debate surrounding safety for migrants, and Norbertine hospitality really did align.

DISCLAIMER: This blog represents Br. Herro’s own opinions and experiences. It does not represent an official position or opinion of St. Norbert Abbey or of any other Norbertine.

Memorializing Dad and Supporting Syrian Children

By Br. Steve Herro, O. Praem.

The crowned statue of St. Joseph at its current site of Old St. Joseph Church on the St. Norbert College campus.
The crowned statue of St. Joseph at its current site of Old St. Joseph Church on the St. Norbert College campus.

My father died on December 6, 2016, just four days shy of his 87th birthday. That week also brought the passing of other friends’ parents. All four had lived well into their 80s and were strong influences on the Christian formation of all of us.

December also brought increased awareness of the plight of many refugees and inhabitants of Syrian war zones. Indeed, it seems the plight of refugee children and young inhabitants of war zones always garners extra attention within the many social concerns that we face.  I also found myself dwelling on the life of St. Joseph less than two weeks after Dad died; the Gospel for Sunday, December 18, the Fourth Sunday of Advent, was the story of Joseph agreeing to take Mary into his home, even when he could have had her stoned or divorced himself from her quietly.

I never had deep conversations with my dad about the plight of Syrian children, though his own parents fled that community as teens for greater economic opportunities roughly 100 years ago. By example, Dad prioritized the physical needs of his children and wife. He chose a career that provided greater financial stability for his family, even if the profession was not his favorite pastime. Warm clothes, balanced meals, moral and financial support for a good education … these were important to him for his children and wife. And these “basic life necessities” are part of what is missing from the lives of many Syrian children today. In a way, Dad was as humble of a “Father Protector” as St. Joseph was to the Blessed Mother—before and after their marriage—and to Jesus.

A priest asked a few weeks ago how I might transfer Dad’s fatherly instincts to kids in need of a fatherly presence today. The image of the Syrian child continues to haunt me, whether refugee or trapped in a bombed community. Though not in a position to adopt or significantly financially support such a child, I do project Dad’s love and protection by praying for and advocating to our own government leaders on behalf of these “little ones.”

DISCLAIMER: This blog represents Br. Herro’s own opinions and experiences. It does not represent an official position or opinion of St. Norbert Abbey or of any other Norbertine.

“Come let us worship …”

Come let us worship the newborn King,
who crowns with joy all these men who died for Him.

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For Christmas 2016, in a touching tribute to their confreres who have passed into God’s Eternal Kingdom, members of the Norbertine community placed a Christmas wreath on each headstone in the St. Norbert Abbey cemetery. Below, several Norbertines share their thoughts about the headstones they selected and the impact that these respective Norbertines had on their lives.

Remembering: