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Congregation
of the Sacred Hearts of Jesus and Mary
What is more beautiful than a mother's love?
Dear Friends of Sacred Hearts Missions,
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Blessed Fr. Damien
of Molokai, ss.cc. |
Fr.
Stan Kolasa, ss.cc., Director of Development
As
Mother’s Day approaches, it seems so fitting to focus on the
beautiful, Immaculate Heart of Mary.
From the beginning, Mary said yes to God. She didn’t always
understand, even asking, “How can this be?”
Yet believing and trusting in God, Mary said “Let it be done
to me according to your word.”
And that word was Jesus, The Word of God
made flesh in Mary.
There is such tenderness to behold in the eyes of a mother watching
her child. I often
see this same softness in the eyes of expectant mothers. It is
something so special, so holy, so marvelous.
For many women, it must be physically difficult carrying a
child and then bringing it into the world, yet the closeness and
devotion a mother feels for her child leads her to endure it all.
I am not sure how, but I do think I know why.
It is simply love
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giving birth, learning to be a mother, unafraid and nurturing;
loving and caring for all the needs of the tiny helpless being who
depends solely upon someone else—and doing it all with a heart that
yearns to do even more.
 I
have also seen the suffering in children who are sick -
especially in the poorest of missions where so many of us
have served. But the
anguish in the children is also reflected and magnified on the faces
of their mothers. Dads suffer too, but it seems to be different in a
mother. How often would they take away their child’s pain and take
it unto themselves - if only they could. That same feeling is often
the experience of the missionary, who also wants to take away the
pain from God’s children.
Mother’s cannot— we cannot.
But we can all do something to help - at least a little.

In
these difficult times, though now I am not in the foreign missions,
I still see agony in the faces of mothers, holding the bodies of
their children—children whose lives have been ended much too soon by
violence. That same vision, seeing Mary at the foot of the cross
with her child, is such a real image in the world today, a world so
filled with anger and aggression.
Sadly, we cannot do everything to stop it all, but we can all
stop and do something to try and change it.. .a little at a time, one heart by one
heart, and then all of our hearts together.
To
all Mothers, from all of us in the Congregation of the Sacred Hearts
of Jesus and Mary, a most Happy and Blessed Mother’s Day. And Oh,
God, thank you for them… thank you, thank you!
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Lent is a joyful season of re-forming the heart.
Let us join together as we re-form the Spirit, the face of
the Earth.
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God bless and love,

Fr. Stan Kolasa, ss.cc.
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A memory from Fr. Stan...
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It is so difficult when someone we love dies.
In 1993, my only sibling, my brother George, died.
He was 54 and it was so sudden and unexpected.
Receiving the phone call was hard enough, but telling my mother was
heart-wrenching. After the funeral
and a few days at home, I had to return to the mission.
However, my mother was so broken, instead of leaving her at home, I took
her to spend time with me on the mission in the Bahamas.
Day after day, her sadness was palpable.
Then,
as it happened, a young man was killed in an accident not far from where we
lived. His mother too was
devastated. What to do?... and so it
went, “Hey Mom, please do me a favor and talk with this woman whose son just
died.” Mom said she couldn’t, she
wouldn’t know what to say, and besides, she hurt too much to even talk.
But, for me, she went.
After
a couple of hours had gone by, Mom returned.
I asked what she had talked about in all that time.
She simply responded, “Nothing, we just held each other and cried.
I’m going back tomorrow. She
just needs someone who really understands.”
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Mom’s name was Anna, just like the
mother of Mary.
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