Sunday, October 09, 2005

2nd letter of October 2005

2) 28th Sunday in Ordinary Time, October 09, 2005

Monday, October 03, 2005.
I attended the Amos class then at the library did some readings. From 1 p.m. till 3.45 p.m. I had presiding class in which we practiced the first part of presiding the Eucharist. In doing it, we realized that each and every one of us did mistake and felt nervous. Knowing this reality, I have conviction that I have to practice it in daily basis in my own room or chapel before acting on the due time this month. I have to submit a tape, a videocassette to my professor, Father Fragomeni, about presiding a Mass, a weekday Mass this month. At 2 p.m. we had a break to participate with other students, faculty and employees of CTU in ceremony putting a piece of construction that had been signed by many in the new building. At 2.40 p.m. we continued the presiding class with practicing the presiding of the Mass at the chapel, the 6th floor. At 5 p.m. in the community we did lectio divina led by Pascal Atumisi. From 7.15 p.m. to 8.45 p.m. I had colloquium (personal formation) with my formator/rector, Father Rocco. It is a time that I have been waiting for in two months after coming back from the CPE last summer.

Tuesday, October 04, 2005.
The whole morning plus afternoon I spent my time to read some articles for my integrating class. At 10 a.m. Father Rocco headed for Rome, Italy to attend the meeting of theology rectors of the Xaverians. In the evening I attended the class of integrating core (EMP) taught by Dawn Notwehr.

Wednesday, October 05, 2005.
In the morning I got a phone call from Juli, my penpal who is already in New York City. She is a choicer from Jakarta whom I know from e-mail. So, I never met her before. It’s once again the miracle of media Internet in this postmodern age. I refer her to my friend in NYC, Frans Slamet. I attended the Amos class in the morning and made photocopy for my EMP class at the library. At the registration office I took the graduation packet for May 18, 2006, for my M.Div degree. I have planned it since last year to graduate of M.Div in May 2006. Before noon I practiced to preside the Mass at the chapel. I am going to do it in daily basis by myself. After having rest in the afternoon, I did type the first paper of Presiding class, with the topic Toward a Theology of Presiding. I continued to type it again after the supper.

Thursday, October 06, 2005.
In the morning I attended Inculturation and Dialogue class and before noon at the chapel I was practicing the presiding of the Eucharist. I cooked Lasagna for CTU community gathering this evening. After the Holy Hour we as community went to CTU for the CTU community gathering.

Friday, October 07, 2005.
Today the weather is little bit cold. I practiced the Eucharistic presiding at the chapel and did laundry. In the afternoon I practiced the confession and the Mass with Valery as my presiding class requires doing it. In the breakfast, I was sharing my idea to Father Pascal about my feeling of lack of pastoral year experience as a Xaverian. I think I never had an experience working at a parish fully immersed as my other colleagues did. It came up I guess because my M.Div studies at CTU is going to finish soon, some 7 more months. Sometimes I feel lazy to do study and do start typing my paper. In the last 8 years I have been studying both in Indonesia and the U.S.A. I feel tired of this study. I need a break. I have intention to take pastoral year after graduating the M.Div next May 2006 in doing deaconate year. It’s just sudden thinking that I should consult to my superior both my spiritual director and formator. Sometimes I think it’s good way to return to Indonesia doing deaconate year in order to know more about my own province, the Xaverian ministry in Indonesia. I am jealous with my Xaverian friends who have this rich experience to be fully immersed at one of the parishes of the Xaverians in Indonesia. Basically I am open to wherever site I am going to work as a deacon. My aspiration is to be away of CTU, the academic study and work fully in a parish as my pastoral experience as a deacon. Is it becoming realized next year? We will see then. It is coming soon what is going to happen since May 2006 is close to my destiny.

Saturday, October 08, 2005.
After working at the kitchen and the first floor, I headed for public library borrowing and returning some 6 DVD’s then Chinatown. There’s parade on the street and bazaar at Saint Therese School. At 3 p.m. I returned home by CTA bus and train.

Sunday, October 09, 2005.
At 8.15 a.m. together with Valery I went to Saint Therese Church in Chinatown. With Cesare, a Jesuit student, I was serving at the Mass presided by Father Michael at 9.30 a.m. Soon after the Mass, Cesare and I were teaching the confirmation kids. There were 4 fellows coming today in spite of Marathon on the street. They are Naomi, Brittany, Alison and Alex. After having lunch at the rectory, I met Cesare to talk about the program next week. We went home to Hyde Park at 1.30 p.m. In the evening after supper, I did practice the sacrament of reconciliation with Valery and Father Victor as my professor of presiding, Father Richard Fragomeni required last week.

Denny Wahyudi, SX
Presiding (W 4202-1)
October 10, 2005
TOWARD A THEOLOGY OF PRESIDING
I was baptized in the Catholic Church at 16 years old by an Italian Vincentian priest, Sebastiano Fornasari, c.m. in my hometown, Madiun, Indonesia. I still remember on that day, December 24, 1990 in which my grandmother and both of my younger brothers were present as witnesses. This important moment in my life, to be born again in God’s love through the Catholic Church was documented in a picture that I always bring with me. On this picture I can see that the water of Baptism was running down on my forehead. Afterward I was interested in the way of life of priest as I saw in the Mass. I was impressed a lot when a priest presiding the Eucharist, wearing colorful chasuble, singing and preaching to the congregation. At that time I did not know what priest is all about. So far I knew that a priest is the one who presides the Mass and has privilege to consume big host and wine in the Mass. When I was in the Catholic primary school, I ever questioned: why only the priest who can drink wine in the Eucharist. I thought that he is very selfish, does not want to share it with others. On my Baptism day, I had privilege to have communion both the wine, the Blood of Christ and the host, the Body of Christ that gave me experience tasting the wine. As I served as an altar server on daily Masses every morning at 5.20 a.m. at the parish of my hometown, Saint Cornelius, I came to know closer how the priests celebrate the Mass. Apparently, this led me to have an idea to become a priest. I was curious to know more about the education of the priest in the seminary and I got a lot of information from various congregations in Indonesia whom I had correspondence with including the Xaverian Missionaries. Since my mind, idea, and spirit were devoted so much to the figure of a priest, I put white paper on my pictures as if it is a chasuble and cassock. I was very proud of myself and projected myself toward future. Beside that near before I graduated of high school, I taped my voice in praying the Eucharistic Prayer and shared them to my close friends as memory of me. At that time I liked to sing and preside the Mass as I dreamed to become a priest. Unfortunately, I did not enter a seminary after graduating of high school because my family especially my father was very upset if I became a priest. I could understand his opinion because he is not a Catholic.
Reflecting back on this life story I have small seed of vocation toward priesthood that eventually I answered and followed up by entering the Xaverian Missionaries in Jakarta, Indonesia after working for three years as soon as I graduated of high school. It has been 9 years since I joined the Xaverians, my spirit and enthusiasm to continue this journey are still strong and I am thinking that it is a matter of time that I am able to practice appropriately the Eucharistic presiding and other sacraments. On this class of presiding that I have been long for, my dream comes true to celebrate and preside the Mass. It is always my pleasure that I can wear an alb and a chasuble, and hold a host and a chalice. My proud, happy and joy feeling on this step of my formation are still the same I had when I was in the high school. In my reflection assessing my capacity on presiding, I come to realize that I am not a perfect man who is able to do the presiding without defects. As I see on many dimensions of myself, I should focus on practicing some areas that I need to know more intellectually and some areas/skills that I should have as I practice more and more in order to master it. All of these criteria I am going to spell out as follows.
In effective presiding I should keep in mind that it requires some various factors, namely, liturgical knowledge, communication skills, ritual embodiment, personal reverence and public ease (as given by the professor, Father Fragomeni).
In the liturgical knowledge, it seems to me that I have been studying academically Sacraments I (Initiation) and Sacrament II (Sacramental Theology) last year. In fact, I have short memory to recall all what I have done in reading and assignment. What I have to do now is to open again my note and books that support my understanding and knowledge of the liturgy especially for the Eucharist and the Initiation. I realize that if I do not use my knowledge into practice, I will lose it easily. So, in this class of presiding, I hope I can apply what I have learned into practicum. I have borrowed some books to review again my understanding of the Eucharist, such as the Origins of the Eucharistic Prayer and the Eucharistic Prayers of the Roman Rite by Enrico Mazza. At the same way I will learn again the book of RCIA, the rite for infant baptism, the marriage rite, the funeral rite, the rite of anointing and the rites of reconciliation, which some I have learned and some are new to learn.
In the Public Communication Skills I know my weaknesses and my strengths. Basically, I am a shy person but I can practice to say confidently in the public if I know exactly what I want to say. I like to read poetry in the public with all passion I have. It is a talent that I have since I was in the primary school. Once I participated in a contest of reading poetry and I got the second nomination. I feel that I have a good and mellow voice when I am speaking. It makes me confident to speak especially through the microphone. Speaking in English for me is a pleasure that I have been learning since in junior high school. I like to tape my voice in speaking English even though I realize that I am not a native speaker of English. I have my own accent and my weakness to pronounce some words incorrectly. In order to be better in this area, then I have to practice more and more and do this presiding assignment especially in the Eucharist and Confession with slow, clear and sure speaking. If I feel comfortable with my audience and myself, I can speak easily before them even though in some degree I still have little bit nervous. I think to do practice of the Eucharist in daily basis, I can handle this assignment so that on due time I feel enough comfort to tape it with participation of my Xaverian confreres in our chapel.
In the area of interpersonal instincts/skills I assess that I have enough empathy and easy to accept others in whatever their situation even though normally I have quiet attitude toward others. I can easily share my experience and feeling to others and enough patience to listen to others attentively. It is evident in my experience dealing with various kinds of patients at the Clinical Pastoral Education (CPE) last summer 2006 at Alexian Brothers Medical Center. I feel comfortable to talk about myself to others and I always try to make balance talking about others and myself. Mutual interactive is always part of my effort to make the conversation flowing but sometimes I do not have many ideas to talk more.
In the area of embodiment I feel comfortable with my body and posture. It is my pleasure and ease to wear formal vesture in the Mass and other liturgical events. It is my dream to have it since I was teenager. Singing in the Mass that I have known well how to sing it is also my dream especially in the preface sang by the presider that nearly comes true on due time.
In term of prayer/reverence I like the prayer and formal prayer of the church. It is easy for me to read prayer that is already written but rather difficult to say prayer with my own words that need creativity. In practicing this spontaneous prayer I have experience when I did the CPE last summer in which, I, eventually, have a manner to utter my prayer before the patient based on my experience and heart and the situation of the patient. I believe that presiding liturgy in the Church requires mature preparation and practice that is long life process depending on the diverse situations. I have intention to know beforehand the things that I need to say in the prayer so that on due time I can do it confidently. It is amazing to see a priest, who says the prayer in the Eucharist with his full spirit and awareness. I like to imitate such priest but in reality there is few priest doing so. I often see priests say the Mass mechanically like a robot. It is my dream and idea that I should be attentive and aware of words I utter in the Mass. I know that I also have tendency to memorize the prayer and say it automatically. It is evident when I say the Lord’s Prayer I never think the meaning of the words any more.
All in all my theology of presiding is built upon my understanding of becoming a minister among the faithful (because I am coming from the ordinary faithful) and the examples both good and bad of other presiders. I learn of others’ style as well as my good and bad experience that shape my style of presiding. To be attentive toward the congregation is the important point to be a good presider. It can be realized in the gesture, communication skill and eye contact to them. The congregation will easily know when I say prayer in mechanic way without mean it heartily. To be humble and authentic before God and the congregation is a key point to be presider because I am a human being that can be wrong and make mistake both conscious and unconsciously. In the practicing this skill I should learn of my mistake and to be confident with my skill and talent that need to be practiced. It is not for me but for the faithful I minister for the glory of God. I do believe if I do the presiding in a good manner it will create a good impression of the faithful in their faith not to me but to the way they are praying toward God. I am only a servant who does the things should I do for the goodness of others.














Sunday, October 02, 2005

1st letter of October 2005

1) 27th Sunday in Ordinary Time, October 02, 2005

Monday, September 26, 2005.
In the morning I attended the class of Amos then I met the director of M.Div program at CTU, Sister Barbara Bowe, rscj. I asked whether I needed to take a course at other school of theology. After she checked out my list she told me that it’s not necessarily I take a course at other school since I just have two more courses to finish my M.Div program for next semester, namely one ethic plus one integrating core. It’s great, so I am not worried again about it. At the library I was reading and made photocopy of the presiding class article while the presiding class started lately, at 2.15 p.m. because the professor, Father Fragomeni had to go to a dentist. In the presiding class once again the professor asked two students to play role in the confession after he gave us a quiz about the structure of the sacrament of reconciliation. At 5 p.m. Father Rocco led us the lectio divina and Harno cooked spaghetti for our supper.

Tuesday, September 27, 2005.
The whole morning I spent my time to read a lot of reading assignments of one integrating core in social justice taught by Dawn Notwehr, osf. I read them on the moodle, the CTU website. In the evening I attended the class of this integrating core.

Wednesday, September 28, 2005.
I attended the class of Amos in the morning, 8.30 a.m. to 9.45 a.m. then borrowed a book of Barbara Bowe about Biblical Spirituality. I went to Coop Market to buy my favorite food, papaya that good for my digestion. In the evening I was practicing the presiding course especially choosing an alb at the sacristy for me for next Monday class, plus trying a chasuble. It reminds me when I was at 1st grade of High School, I was interested becoming a priest then I put my pictures with white alb and chasuble. I felt very happy to see my own picture wearing an alb and chasuble. What a dream at that time.

Thursday, September 29, 2005.
In the morning I attended the class of Inculturation and Dialogue by Edmund Chia. We had discussion and sharing in the small group about our stories experiencing our own inculturation and dialogue. At 5 p.m. Francois led us the holy hour and Harno cooked again for our supper.

Friday, September 30, 2005.
I went to CTU to attend a workshop for CPE aftermath. We’re 8 students sharing our stories moderated by Father Roger Schroeder, svd from 9 a.m. to 12 p.m. It’s nothing new for me but because it’s the must program that I had to attend so there’s no other choice. At least I have done with my immersion course at CTU so that I can graduate of M.Div next year, in May 18, 2006. At 4.30 p.m. Ignas took me and Valery to Saint Therese church then Father Michael invited us to an interreligious dialogue at a Catholic parish at Skokie. I was expecting to come to a Buddhist temple to have this dialogue but there were only 8 people coming talking various things about our experiences. It’s an agenda of interreligious dialogue held by Archdiocese of Chicago. Most of them are Catholics and only one Buddhist monk whom I don’t know because I thought he’s a Catholic priest as well. He wore black clothes. At 10.15 p.m. Father Michael took us home at Hyde Park.

Saturday, October 01, 2005.
Today in Indonesia the oil price is increasing 125%. The gasoline becomes Rp 4,500 (45 cents), before it’s only Rp 2,500 (25 cents), while I heard there’s bomb attack again in Bali after three years ago happened tragically. IN the morning as community we worked to clean our house in Hyde Park. I cleaned up the first floor and the dining room. At the chapel Harno took me pictures wearing alb and chasuble as he suggested me. At noon, we, four of us (Alejandro, Dharmawan, Ignas and Harno) went to Saint Therese Church basement to celebrate the first year birthday of Leonard, the first son of Darwin-Astrid. There were about 25 people coming to this celebration. At 4.45 p.m. I went home at Hyde Park. After supper, I transferred my newest pictures on the computer and the shutterfly.com and shared to my penpals.

Sunday, October 02, 2005.
In the morning at 8 a.m. Harno, Valery and I went to Saint Therese Chinatown by CTA bus no.6 and train, the red line. We attended the Cantonese Mass at 9.30 a.m. presided by Father Tim. Together with two Jesuit students, Cesari and Vincent (a Vietnamese), I served at the altar in giving communion to the faithful. Started today the CCD/Sunday school began at Saint Therese parish. Together with Cesari, the Jesuit student, I was teaching the confirmation program. There’re three children coming, namely, Naomi (8th grader), Priscilla (7th grader) and Alex (7th grader). There should be 5 or 6 students. The class started at 11 a.m. till noon, so I didn’t attend the Indonesian Mass today at the church. In the rectory I had mutual conversation with Father Michael. At 6 p.m. Rina, Budi and Father Jack, c.m. gave me a ride at the public library downtown. I borrowed some 6 DVD’s then I went home at Hyde Park. After the evening prayer and supper, I am typing this journal.
In the beginning of this week the weather was bit colder and today is warmer again.

Sunday, September 25, 2005

4th letter of September 2005

4) 26th Sunday in Ordinary Time, September 25, 2005

Monday, September 19, 2005.
This week the liturgical team is Father Pascal, Dharmawan and Valery. In the raining of the morning I went to CTU to attend class of Amos and remained there to study Presiding class and at 1 p.m. I attended the presiding class in which two of our classmates, one Vietnamese (Ti, scj) and one Chinese (Paul, svd) brought Moon cake and Jasmine Tea. The professor, Fragomeni was very happy for this hospitality. In the lectio divina of our community, Dharmawan guided us with the paper prepared by Father Victor as usual. I saw in the Xaverian mailbox at CTU a paper of transferred credit of Harno. I took a look on it and I compared with mine. He got 16 courses transferred on the checklist and I only have 10 and a half courses. Even though it’s quite different, I am still glad that I will finish my M.Div next year in May 2006 after studying theology at CTU for three years. It’s normal time (three years for M.Div in priesthood track) for Indonesian students at least I know from the experience of my friends at SVD (Benjamin, Sony and Francis), Petrus, sx and one of my classmates in the Driyarkara School of Theology Jakartat) who is CICM student from Indonesia studies at Oblate Mary Immaculate School of Theology because normally after we studied some theology subjects in Indonesia we can do transfer some subjects in the U.S.A. school of theologies. Even though in comparison with others I have the least of transferred credits, but I am still feeling glad that somehow I can finish this M.Div in three years. It could happen because I also took CPE class (immersion) last summer 2005 at Alexian Brothers Medical Center.

Tuesday, September 20, 2005.
In the morning I called up my youngest brother, Jimmy in Ponorogo, Indonesia who just married last Saturday. I talked to his wife, Jenny as well on the phone. Even though I could not witness their marriage but at least I have congratulated them via phone. They are looking forward my visit in Indonesia in June-August 2006, still 8 more months. My brother asked me prayer so that he will be a good husband and having a son or daughter soon. Of course I remember him and her spouse in my prayer and good wish. There’s one guest from India who stays with us. He’s the secretary of International Youth Christian Service (IYCS) who works in Paris, France. He’s Manoj Mathew, 27 years old. The whole morning till almost 2 p.m. I spent my time to read some 9 articles on the Internet for my class of Integrating core given by Dawn Notwehr (Social justice and peace issue). In the evening I attended the course of Dawn Notwehr from 7 p.m. to 9.45 p.m. I went to CTU by bike.

Wednesday, September 21, 2005.
In the morning I had class of Amos. In the afternoon I wrote/typed a letter of renewal of vows addressed to the provincial of U.S.A. province, Father Ivan Marchesin, sx, then I gave to my rector, Father Rocco in the afternoon. It is four pages paper. We are going to renew our vows (mission, poverty, obedience and chastity) on November 5.

Thursday, September 22, 2005.
I attended the class of Edmund Chia, about Dialogue and Inculturation. After the class I met the director of M.Div program, named Sister Barbara Bowe, RSCJ to know about the condition to graduate of M.Div next year especially regarding a course taken at other school of theology whether it is obligation or not. She is willing to meet me again with all my checklist and documents next Monday before noon. Actually, after finishing this semester, I still have two more courses (that would be taken at the last semester in Spring 2006) and one credit at January Term for capstone (a sort of seminar and reflection with 6 times class meetings). I asked to Nanko, the field director of CTU about the CPE meeting for next Friday, September 30, what I should bring for this CPE aftermath session (for those who have done the CPE last summer 2005). She answered just bring myself and some journal or paper I have done at the CPE program. O.K.!
In the afternoon I cooked garlic bread and fish already made from Franklin, Milwaukee for the community. In the community meeting Manoj Mathew, an Indian man gave us his experience to be a youth minister in YCS. He has been traveling in many countries including Indonesia, Sierra Leone and other parts of the world. The method of this movement is See-Judge-Act.

Friday, September 23, 2005.
In the morning I was typing my paper of Dialogue and Inculturation then I posted it at Moodle, the CTU website. The program of study at CTU always requires us to use the Internet more often since most of the paper work, reading assignment and communication among the classmates and the professor pretty much using this media. At 3 p.m. I met Father Ivan, the Xaverian provincial of U.S.A. in personal meeting for 35 minutes. At night I watched TV to see the Hurricane Rita that hit Gold Coast in Gulf Mexico, Galveston, Houston (Texas) and Louisiana.

Saturday, September 24, 2005.
At 7.30 a.m. we celebrated the morning prayer at the chapel with sitting on chairs then the Eucharistic Prayer at the mediation room sitting on the pillows. It is a new style created by the liturgical team this week. After the breakfast, Ignas and Valery took me to Saint Therese, Chinatown to help out some works there. There is a new organ brought by Ben, the maintenance man of the parish, Alberto and Marvin (an Indonesian man) for Saint Therese Church. We had lunch with them cooked by Father Michael. It is always heavy meal with many varieties. I was inspecting and accompanying the two 7th graders of Saint Therese School who worked cleaning the church. George, a nice fellow of Saint Therese, whose little son named Matthew, offers me to join him and Father Michael to attend a Chinese Catholic Convention that will be held in Boston from 10-13 November 2005. I would ask my formators first and see my timetable then soon I will reply to him. In the evening at 5 p.m. Father Michael invited us (Darlene, Ignatius and me) to attend Ramayana performance at the suburb, about 15 miles from Chinatown. The dance was collaboration of Thailand, Indian and Indonesian communities in Chicago. Thank you to Martino Tangkar, one of the Indonesian people who held this beautiful performance. He gave us the compliment tickets to see this 2.5 hours dance. At 10 p.m. we returned to Satin Therese and had dinner, the leftover of the lunch today. I remained stay at Saint Therese and went to bed at 11.15 p.m.


Sunday, September 25, 2005.
I woke up at 7 a.m. and took a shower at Saint Therese rectory. After having breakfast, I served as an acolyte at the Mass of 8 a.m. presided by Father Aniello. There were about 23 people coming to this Mass including Marvin. I talked to Marvin to be an alter server at the Masses of Saturday 5 p.m. and Sunday 8 a.m. that normally there’s none serving as altar servers. It seems that he is willing to serve next time and Father Aniello also agrees to welcome him. At 9.30 a.m. Mass once again I served as an acolyte with Father Michael as the presider. There were three altar servers: Alex, Kevin, and Kerry. This time I gave communion as well to the congregation. I remembered the video I have watched a couple of days ago about giving communion to the people of God. I see their eyes, bit smiling, and solemnly put the body of Christ on their palms, bit touching their hands reverently, plus saying ‘The Body of Christ’ clearly with a hope one will answer ‘Amen.’ After giving communion and returned the ciborium in the tabernacle, Father Michael asked me to go to the downstairs kitchen to put the oven on 350 degrees Fahrenheit. I did directly even though first time I got confused with his command, “350”, I thought he asked me to put host with the number 350 but afterward I knew that it’s all about the food at the kitchen. He cooked pasta and the dessert was durian-sticky rice and coconut milk. I experience now what Petrus had experienced in two different and fulfilling each other between taking care of the Eucharist at the Mass and the food for the lunch of the parishioners after the Mass. It’s really fun to serve both at the same time consecutively, alternating each other. It’s my pleasure to serve at the altar, giving communion as well as preparing food for others. It’s part of my ministry I have done last year at the retreat house, David Darst Center and my CPE program at Alexian Brothers Medical Center. My idea, if it is possible, I can come to Saint Therese during the weekend, so that I can help other things and know more about the parish work as I prepare myself toward deaconate service next year.
At 11 a.m. to 12 p.m. we as catechists had meeting with Father Michael at Saint Therese School. There were about 13 people coming to this meeting before next week we start the Sunday school, the CCD program and the confirmation program. I will take care of the confirmation program whose 6 children of 7th grade. I will accompany them with one Jesuit student, named Cesari. At 11 a.m. there was Mandarin Mass at the church. Father Ivan came to visit the community of Saint Therese. At 1.30 p.m. Father Michael met us (Valery and me) plus Father Ivan. Father Michael asked us about our commitment and schedule to do ministry at Saint Therese Chinatown. The ministry I have is teaching the confirmation children on Sundays, twice a month accompanying the children of Saint Therese School on every other Fridays, and to be an acolyte/ Eucharistic minister at the Mass on Sundays. I am willing also to help other things such as attending meeting and doing Interreligious Dialogue and Meditation prayer every Sunday at 3 p.m. to 4 p.m. led by Father Michael.
At 2 p.m. Valery and I went home by CTA while it’s raining. I could take a rest for a while after ironing my clothes then typing this journal. In the afternoon I practiced the confession rite or the sacrament of reconciliation. I acted as a confessor/priest and my confrere, Franco was the one who confessed. Tomorrow I have to play this role in my presiding class. Last week the professor, Father Fragomeni asked us to memorize the structure of this sacrament as well as the formula prayer of the absolution. I am glad that finally I could recite it in my remembrance as I practiced it with Francois.

Here is my sharing I wrote for my Dialogue and Inculturation paper:
Denny Wahyudi, SX
Inculturation & Dialogue (CD 4100-1)
Instructor: Edmund Chia

MY EXPERIENCE OF DIALOGUE AND INCULTURATION

My name is Denny Wahyudi, born and grew up in a little city called Madiun in East Java Province, Indonesia. Both of my parents are Chinese descendants who were born in Indonesia but they do not speak Chinese and even my grandmothers didn’t speak this ancestor heritage. Apparently my family is still keeping same Chinese descent marriage that is happened as well to my other four siblings. No wonder my skin and bodily features are depicting a Chinese man that makes different with other Indonesians who are called indigenous people. When I was kid often times I heard a sarcastic saying of those who are not Chinese descent in calling us as ‘Cino’ that has a negative perception in my ear. In the history Indonesia was colonized by the Dutch for three and a half centuries that made Indonesian people split in some social strata. The Dutch used a political policy to divide the Indonesian society known as ‘divide et impera’ means to divide the unity of people so that they could be controlled and to be weak fighting against the Dutch. The Chinese descendant was placed in the middle class that normally held the economical life of the society and the indigenous poor people were experiencing harmful treatment and injustice by the higher strata both the Dutch and the Chinese descents. It impacts a lot in the soul of the indigenous people until now. It is evident in the riot history in Indonesia when there is a riot or unrest the Chinese people became scapegoats of the mass. They destroyed and burned stores, malls, factories, and raped Chinese girls that happened sadistically in May 1998. A lot of Chinese people at that time flew running away to other countries including the U.S.A. Until now this latent situation is still exist in Indonesia. Not only to Chinese descendants the mass unrest attacks but also to non-Islam people such as Christians, Buddhism and Hinduism. There is always story of destruction of other religion buildings of worship. It seems there is enmity between the majority, that is the Muslim against other religions. Even though the government has ruled the equality of different religions but in fact the minority is always becoming a victim. Recently there are closing of some churches in West Java and Jakarta by some militant Muslim who forcibly forbade these other religions to worship in their own buildings. Of course it is not happened in whole areas in Indonesia but only in few areas where the fundamentalist Muslim have big influence. Most Indonesian Muslim people have tolerance toward other religions. I experienced it when I was in the Junior High School in which most of my close friends are Muslim and indigenous people. In this step of my life I experienced exceedingly the diversity milieu that I ever have. Most of my peer friends are Muslim and indigenous people and it shaped my perspective toward them. My parents have negative stereotype toward the Indigenous people but this teaching was not bothered me any longer since my own experience told me. It continued to my High School three years where most of my peer friends are Moslem and non-Chinese descents as well. To reflect on these experiences, I am grateful to have this diversity intermingling with others that gave me new mentality toward diversities in many ways of human beings. More and more I became open toward others and it happened as well in my experience working in Jakarta after graduated of High School. Most of my colleagues where I worked are Javanese people that I already had accustomed to deal with since in Junior High School. It helps me apparently in my religious life, the Xaverian Missionaries living together with my confreres who are from different tribes and backgrounds. Eventually, it enforces me to project my life as a missionary living in a different culture and across country and continent. I have been trained in diversity and accepted the otherness as they are that enriching my perspective to be a local human in a universal embracing mentality.
My experience in interreligious and intercultural dialogue was initiated in my early life when I was dealing with my environment and people surrounded me as I mentioned above. Even though my family has tendency to admire their own Chinese descendant culture but my perspective as a human being does not follow this step. As I grew and learned of others, I saw that it is not who or what that matters but how does one do and be is really matter. I cannot easily accept generalization toward others but I believe that every person has uniqueness no matter his/her heritage. My experience dealing with interreligious dialogue has been shaped gradually in my life in the Xaverian formations since in Indonesia. I had experience having ministry of Interreligious Dialogue when I was in the philosophy studies (college) in Jakarta. The most interesting one is when I lived in at a Buddhist (Theravada) temple in Mendut, Central Java. I was accepted so nicely by the president of Theravada Indonesia, Bhikku Pannavaro and the vice president, Bhikku Jotidhamo. They openly answered my questions and took me a tour knowing the temple that built at the same land of formerly known as ‘Mendut School’ for lay Catholic people in the past, early 1900’s. I stayed at this temple as a guest who wanted to know the Buddhist teaching for 6 days. I prayed morning and evening prayer with the ‘samaneras’ (the candidate of bhikku/Buddhist monks), practicing meditation and reciting the prayer that they call as chanting. Even I still remember one sentence in this chanting, “Namo Taso, Bhagavato, Arahato, Sama Sam Budhasa…”(Pali language). I learned that the life of this Buddhist celibacy is very strict, even more than the religious life I live out. It gives me insights and comparisons to both similar lifestyles that help me to put myself in better awareness. I was amazed and admired their denial of the world and their way in keeping balance in their body, mind, heart, spirit and harmony with the nature. All in all I am grateful to my formators who gave me opportunity to experience this precious direct interreligious dialogue that I never forget in my life. This experience was continued with my experience of dialogue with others in my Interreligious dialogue ministry in Jakarta for two years. Often times I visited Buddhist temples, Christian churches, Moslem students and other religions. Once I asked the agenda of Interreligious Dialogue in the Archdiocese of Jakarta and I met the one who is in charge of this office but unfortunately, he did not have special agenda on this area. I see in the parish level, there is no special agenda for this activity. My impression is the Catholic Church in the lower level are still dealing only with their own churches things without having brave initiative to deal with other religions. It is a challenge for me that I have to put into consideration when I will be working in Indonesia with the multi cultural and multi religions setting. I am glad that this Interreligious Dialogue is continued consecutively by the Xaverian students in Indonesia. Even they have made a lot of progress in this ministry. I wonder in my formation now in theology level almost near to the priesthood, we do not have special intention to this kind of ministry in interreligious dialogue. It is one of my reasons to come to Chicago to continue my experience in interreligious dialogue but until now I do not have one. Probably, I have to do it personally or when I will be working in a parish at Saint Therese, Chinatown Chicago as a deacon or pastoral year. I am glad that the pastor, Father Michael offers me to go to Buddhist temple as they invite him. I still have two more years in Chicago to finish my study and formation becoming a Xaverian missionary priest. It is a precious time that I believe I still have chance to experience more this idea I have since I was in Indonesia.
In terms of inculturation, I do not have any significant events in my life experience in Indonesia. I know there are some efforts in liturgical areas that have been done greatly by some Catholic parishes in Indonesia. I know there is a shrine in my diocese (Surabya, East Java Province) that has a custom to celebrate solemn Mass on a special day of the Javanese calendar using Javanese language. I never came to this shrine located in Kediri to join this celebration but I believe that it is one effort of the local church to make inculturation, putting local culture and belief in liturgical manners. One special Mass also I ever heard in diocese of Semarang, Indonesia. This Mass lasts four hours using Javanese cultures such as language, dances, dresses, and other things. Unfortunately, I have not experienced this event yet. In some other areas in Indonesia, the Mass is initiated with dance even the bishop who presides the Mass joins to dance with the congregation. In some parishes in Jakarta especially in Chinatown parish, there is New Year Mass that uses Chinese/Mandarin language. The government in the past prohibited all things that have connection to Chinese culture. Since the reformation 1998, the government and the Indonesian society have more and more opened to this culture. We can see some big events in Chinese New Year not only in the temples but also in public areas. It becomes part of social party in Jakarta especially in the area of Chinatown. Even some traditional dances from Jakarta/Betawi are influenced by the Chinese culture. In many ways the inculturation have happened in the Catholic Church in Indonesia. It can be done more and better with asking people of God to do more creatively. I think the church in Indonesia especially the Catholic Church has initiative and accommodative endeavors to promote this inculturation. Some liturgical songs in Indonesia are taken from many diverse cultural songs all over Indonesia and they have been done well by the liturgy team in national level. In terms of theology, spirituality, and mentality need to be explored and improved more because the Catholic Church in Indonesia, somehow are still in the control of foreigners ways. It can be seen easily when the pastor is a foreigner priest who has idealistic of Western minded that most of the time there is no sensitivity to embrace local culture. But, it all returns to the person to person of the priest, without generalizing the issue and origin.
In sum, dialogue and inculturation are two repeated words in the Catholic Church in Indonesia but in practical ways in the life of the congregation it seems that they still need to be done continuously with opening opportunity to the young people who have their own creativity and expectations. May these words not only formulated nicely in the church documents but can be applied in real and direct ways that can be seen and touched easily by the most people of God.

Sunday, September 18, 2005

3rd letter of September 2005

3) 25th Sunday in Ordinary Time, September 18, 2005

Monday, September 12, 2005.
Today together with Father Victor and Harno, I am in charge of the liturgy for this week. In the morning I had class of Amos then I was at the library to read some magazines. At 1 p.m. to 3.45 p.m. I attended Presiding Class for the first time with Father Richard Fragomeni as the professor. There were 12 students that consists of 8 SVD’s. There were about 8 Vietnamese, one White American (OMI), one Holy Spiritans (Vietnamese), one SCJ (Vietnamese) and myself from Indonesia (Xaverians). Two of us from China (SVD’s). Fragomeni gave us the syllabus of this course that emphasized on the Eucharistic presiding, confession, initiation, funeral, wedding and some other group work. According to the syllabus, I have to make two videotapes of the Eucharistic/Mass (one on weekday and the other one on Sunday). About confession, I have to meet three persons in the faculty or my formator at the Xaverians to practice this sacrament in which I am acting as a priest, the confessor and they as the ones who confess to me.
In the afternoon, Father Victor guided us in the lectio divina of our Xaverian community.

Tuesday, September 13, 2005.
In the morning Mass there was one Holy Spiritan priest from Ghana who visited us here in Chicago. He’s Daniel. After having breakfast, by CTA bus and train I went to Saint Therese Chinatown to meet Father Michael for spiritual direction (colloquium). I met Father Aniello who just arrived yesterday from Medjugorje. Before noon I went to the public library at downtown to borrow some tapes and DVD’s (courses in Mandarin, Japanese and Italian languages). Directly after supper, I went to the CTU library to borrow some books for my presiding class then I attended the class of Dawn Notwehr on Social Justice and Peace (an Integrating Core course). Coming back from CTU, I got a note that the mother of my friend in Philadelphia passed away in Indonesia. My condolences to Tatiana in Philadelphia for her mother who has returned to God. I keep her and the family in my prayer.

Wednesday, September 14, 2005.
In the morning when the Mass was almost started, Harno was sick desperately. His fever was coming again. Directly Father Rocco took him to Mercy Hospital. He remained stay at the hospital till Saturday morning. He was diagnosed by the doctors having Malaria. I attended the class of Amos in the morning at 8.30 to 9.45. At the CTU library I borrowed some videotapes and watched them at home. One of them is entitled “What is priest?” In the evening together with Alejandro, Ignas and Wawan, I went to visit Harno at the hospital.

Thursday, September 15, 2005.
In the morning I attended the class of Inculturation given by Bob Schreiter while the professor of this class was not coming. He’s Edmund Chia. After I prepared Pizza for the supper, I went to CTU to attend a seminar about 40 years of the Second Vatican Council named Nostra Aetate. There were four speakers, namely, Don Senior, John Pawlikowski, Scot Alexander and Rabi Sandmel. While I was watching a video about liturgy, I got a phone call from my friend in New York, named Theresia Ken-ken. With Dharmawan, I watched the videotape entitled Color Purple until midnight.

Friday, September 16, 2005.
We had Mass at 7.30 a.m. and community retreat led by Father Pascal. The topic was about the formation of International Theology in the Xaverians. We reflected and discussed the Vade Mecum of this regard. It lasted at 12.45 p.m. After having lunch, we (the 7 students) went to Franklin, Milwaukee by two cars to attend the meeting of Xaverian festival volunteer gathering. We went back to Chicago at 9 p.m. except Ignatius who stayed there till Sunday afternoon. We brought a lot of bread, tomatoes and two computer monitors from Franklin. At night Father Rocco returned home from the meeting at Baltimore, Maryland.

Saturday, September 17, 2005.
Today my youngest brother named Jimmy is getting married in Kediri. He’s 23 years old and his wife named Yenny, 19 years old. They married at Bethany Church in Kediri, East Java. My other brother, Rony married in 2003 when I had been in the U.S.A. So, both of my brothers I couldn’t attend their weddings. I am not really sad because it’s the reality that I am being far away of my family in distance but in heart I always close to them. I keep in touch with them through phone so that I know their up-to-date news. What I can do just pray and remember them in my prayer and call them up routinely as my concern of them.
After having breakfast, together with Father Rocco and Valery, I went to Frankfort, Illinois to attend a meeting with Saint Therese parishioners to plan the parish activities for 2005-2006. There were about 35 people coming to this meeting. They depicted multi ethnics in this church, namely, Italian-Americans, Mandarin speaking parishioners, Cantonese speaking parishioners, Indonesian, the Philippines, and Latinos. One of the Indonesian Catholic leaders in Chicago, named The Mulianto came to this meeting. The meeting started at 9 a.m. till 3 p.m. We went home and I took a rest for a while. At 5 p.m. I followed Father Rocco to go to Our Lady of Good Counsel Church at 35th Street to attend the Mass at 5.30 p.m. presided by Father Rocco. We went home after the Mass finished. With Valery, I made tomatoes juice at night because we have a lot of tomatoes given by Father Dominic in Franklin, Milwaukee. I like very much this tomatoes juice. At night I got a phone call from my good friend in New York City, named Frans Slamet.

Sunday, September 18, 2005.
I woke up at 7 a.m., took shower and prayed the breviary personally at my room. At 8.20 a.m. together with Valery, I went to Saint Therese church to attend the Mass at 9.30 a.m. in which Father Michael presided. I helped him to warm up the food for the parishioners after the Mass. The ministry I have in the confirmation program doesn’t start yet. Next week we are going to have meeting with all catechists at this parish coordinated by Darlene Chan. Father Michael asked me to accompany him at the 9.30 a.m. Mass starting next week to be an acolyte exercising my ministry to share the Body of Christ in the Mass. It is also an initial ministry for me toward deaconate year that hopefully happens next year in order to know and to be known by church of this parish. George, one of the nice fellows at this parish took us home. He took me to the public library returning videotapes I borrowed and we went back to Hyde Park. I took a rest for a while and at 4 p.m. I helped Father Victor to cook for the supper. At 7 p.m. we had the evening prayer and sharing continued by supper. I called up my youngest brother in Ponorogo to congratulate his wedding that was held last Saturday. I asked my oldest sister to send my youngest brother, Jimmy’s wedding. They are going to have party probably in December 2005.

Sunday, September 11, 2005

2nd letter of September 2005

2) 24th Sunday in Ordinary Time, September 11, 2005

Monday, September 05, 2005.
Today is the Labor Day, the national holiday in the USA. I did watch some videocassettes I borrowed from the public library. In the evening, as community we went to OMI theology house, close to LSTC to attend the birthday celebration of Helacio, one of the five OMI students there. We had a good time in prayer, conversation, friendship, supper, dance, and singing until around 9 p.m. There were some guests from the Combonians, the Claretians, the Xaverians and one SCJ student (Octavio). At night I checked at Amazon.com on the Internet some books I need for the courses I have this Fall Semester.

Tuesday, September 06, 2005.
Today is the official day of the Fall Semester at CTU (Catholic Theological Union) where I study for the third year and at the same time in the evening, Jacques Bahati (a Congolese, Africa), one of the Xaverian students, left the community and still lives in Chicago to finish his study at CTU. So, this academic year (2005-2006) in our Xaverian theology house in Hyde Park, Chicago, we have 3 priests as formator (Rocco, Pascal and Victor) and 8 students (Alejandro from Mexico, and 4 Indonesians: myself-Denny, Ignas, Dharmawan and Harno, one from R.D. Congo: Pascal Atumisi and two Cameroonians: Valery and Francois). We’re 11 people altogether. In the evening after supper, I went to CTU to attend my first class of EMP (Integrating core) taught by Dawn Notwehr, OSF. There were about 18 students at this class. At 9.30 p.m. I went home together with Harno and Valery who have other class at the same time.

Wednesday, September 07, 2005.
In the morning at 8.30 a.m. I attended the class of James Okoye, a Holy Spiritan priest from Nigeria. This class is about Prophet and Amos. At the same class there are three other Xaverian students: Alejandro, Dharmawan and Harno. There’re about 11 students at this class. At 10 a.m. I went to CTS (Chicago Theological School) at 58th street to visit and ask one course of Ethic. It’s an old building and seminary that was built in the late 1800’s. From CTU I borrowed some seven videocassettes and watched them at the house. At the third floor, I found a thin book entitled Vade Mecum of the Xaverians that was written in Parma, August 1985 and I saw some rule about the perpetual vows and ministry ordinations both deaconate and priesthood. At least I know little bit about the rule of these final steps in my formation that I need to discuss with my formators in near time. I feel the time is so quick and short to end my formation in Chicago, particularly after this year, 2005 near to end. Less than two years I will finish all of my theology studies, even my M.Div is going to finish in May 18, 2005. This old archive book written in Italian, I read and pondered to know curiously about the rule especially in the perpetual vows and deaconate ordination that I am thinking seriously in the beginning of this academic year.

Thursday, September 08, 2005.
In the morning class at 8.30, Edmund Chia teaches one of Integrating Cores entitled Dialogue and Inculturation. There were about 28 students at this class and he asked me to help him to register some students who want to buy his book about Dialogue. Chia is a former Christian Brothers from Malaysia who has worldwide experience in Interreligious Dialogue. I took his class last year for my MA study, namely, Interreligious Dialogue in Asia. After the class ended at 11.15 a.m., I went up to the library at the third floor to read some magazines. In the afternoon, I cooked for the community. In the Holy Hour (Adoration), Father Rocco gave us the letter of Pope Benedict XVI for the seminarians when he visited Germany last month. We had community meeting at 7.15 p.m. till 9.40 p.m. to finish the discussion of our community project of life and we did finish it. Thanks be to God. We rely on the Good Spirit that accompanies us during this year to put into practice what we have discussed and decided in the last two weeks in our theology community in Hyde Park, Chicago.

Friday, September 09, 2005.
In the morning at 8.30 I went to the public library at downtown Chicago to return the videocassettes and DVD’s I borrowed last week and I took some other 6 tapes and DVD’s. I took CTA bus number 2 just in front of our house in Hyde Park and I stopped right in front of the public library. I went up at the 7th floor to see the language lab that provides a lot of media to learn some other languages. I was interested to learn some of them. Next time I am going to borrow some videocassettes of Italian language course, Japanese, Mandarin, Cantonese, and Spanish. Even I found some media for English as second language. It’s going to be tool for my personal study this semester and this academic year, I suppose. After coming home at 1 p.m. I watched some of the media I took from the library. In the afternoon, Valery and Ignas came back from shopping. They are the ones who in charge of shopping for our community this academic year.

Saturday, September 10, 2005.
As community, at 8.20 a.m. we went to Adoration and Mass at Saint Frances of Rome Church in which Cardinal Francis George, the archbishop of Chicago presided the Mass and ended the year of the Eucharist. In the middle of the adoration, Harno got sick then Alejandro and Dharmawan took him home. He was brought at Mercy Hospital and at night he returned home. He got terrible fever that was ups and downs during the last four days. Thanks God that he came back home and seemed better this night. In the afternoon, I prepared food for the supper in the community. I just warmed up Lasagna and made garlic bread.

At night I called up some of my family who don’t know about my youngest brother who is going to marry next Saturday, September 17. Since he doesn’t have big party, so he doesn’t invite other extended family. Even my second sister who lives in other city doesn’t know that he’s going to marry next Saturday. In this case, I have known more than others who live in the same country, Indonesia. This is my concern that I always keep in touch with them personally and routinely, so they always wonder that I know more and faster than others. It’s all because of the easiness and cheapness of the media in the USA in telecommunication system. I don’t know if I consider myself as a good messenger who spread the good news among my families that seem don’t get along with so often even though they live in the same island, Java in Indonesia. Probably, I learned of my grandmother (the mother of my father) who always liked to visit her sons, daughters and other extended family.

Sunday, September 11, 2005.
It’s the fourth year of the tragedy called the September Eleventh that happened in New York City. I woke up at 6.40 a.m., took shower then prayed the breviary personally in my room. After checking my e-mail and having breakfast, Ignas and I went to Saint Therese Church in Chinatown. There we helped out Father Michael to prepare fruits for the parishioners. We had conversation with Father Daniel, a young Holy Spiritan priest from Ghana at the rectory. At 11.15 a.m. I attended the Indonesian Mass at Saint Therese School. It’s presided by Father Sony, SVD. There were about 35 attendants at this monthly Mass. Since there’s celebration at Saint Therese Church for the Italian community to honor the birth of Mary, our Mother, so we, the Indonesian community had Mass at the school. Father Sony gave me a ride to come back home at Hyde Park. He’s going to finish his thesis soon and probably leaves the USA in the middle of October 2005. After taking a nap in the afternoon, I went to CTU to attend the Holy Spirit Mass, the opening Mass of CTU in the beginning of this academic year, 2005-2006. It was presided by the president of CTU, Father Donald Senior, CP. The collection of the Mass is given to Catholic Charity for the aid of Hurricane Catrina’s victims in New Orleans and other places that happened at the end of August. The Mass was very good as usual with the multicultural features in many ways. I read one of the intercession prayers in Indonesian language. After having supper cooked by Father Rocco, I typed this journal at my room.

One reflection that comes to my mind during this week is about the vocation to religious life in the USA especially for the religious priesthood. In my conversation with some people during this week and see the real fact regards the members of the religious communities I know in the USA, I come to a tentative conclusion that young people in the USA don’t have interest anymore to religious life and priesthood. The majority of students or seminarians who study at CTU are those young people relatively coming from other countries and continents such as Africa, Asia, Pacific Islands, Eastern Europe and Latin America. Even in Maryknoll Fathers who was founded in the USA in nowadays they only have five theology students in Chicago. The Holy Spiritans only have five students, the OMI also only have five theology students this year. Most of them are not born in the USA. Most of them are not White Americans. The SVD’s have a lot of students about 50 in number and most of them are Vietnamese descendants. There are only two Vietnamese descendants who were born in the USA and the rest they are born in Vietnam. In my conversation with some of them, it seems that most of the religious congregations are still hoping to get vocation from the White/Caucasian Americans. I notice that the congregations which only prioritize the vocation to this race will not get many vocation and needles to say they have zero vocation. Just check what happen to the Vincentians, the SCJ’s and others in the USA. In the past they had a lot of Caucasians but not these days. But, some congregations who openly receive other races such as Vietnamese, Latinos, and other races, they still have many vocations. One of the SVD’s told me if there are no Vietnamese students, most likely they have very few students in Chicago. In the near future, there is going to be shortcoming vocations of the SVD from the Vietnamese descendants and now there are about 12 SVD students from Sudan, African who learned English in Europe then would come to the USA to study theology. My question is why the small congregations don’t learn of other big congregations, even the congregations that were originally founded in the USA? Almost all of them have lack of vocation. If the small religious congregations still have hopes to recruit Caucasian young Americans, do they learn of other big congregations who have major vocation is from other races? If the small congregations always try their best to get vocation but they never get it, what kind of hope they still have realistically? Do they learn of others in some ways? If there’s no hope, why they still work continuously as vocation directors? If they have been working many years and there is still none coming to join their religious community, are they aware that they are just wasting of their time and money? Why they don’t come to the source of vocations that most likely can be found easily in the other countries such as the ‘third world’ ones right now? I wonder to see how the SCJ’s recruit vocation in Colombia and other countries then bravely bring some young people to the USA. Even some dioceses in the USA they have gut and money to bring young people from other countries to become their diocesan priests. In nowadays, if there are men who want to join the religious life, most of them are almost to be senior citizens in a way cynically one comments that they want to prepare their way to go to heaven. They are interested in the religious life and priesthood after having experience in some professions and perhaps after having experience in marriage life that eventually lost one’s spouse or have been granted the annulment. I see one congregation such as the Claretians and the other one is the Alexian Brothers have accepted some elderly men in their community. I see they are in the 50’s years old. I wonder if some congregations still stick on the limited young ages (up to 35 years old) when they recruit vocations. Do they learn of the other nun and brother congregations and diocesan seminaries especially the second carrier life?

Finally, I put my enthusiastic and clear hope on the vocation life in the Xaverian Missionaries in Indonesia as I heard there was a renewal of vows of the philosophy students whose 19 in number on Sunday, September 11, 2005. Blithely, I write this good news to be shared to others that in Indonesia, the work of vocation animation still fruitfully growing to harvest abundantly. Congratulation to you all, the 19 younger confreres in Jakarta who are walking day-by-day in your kairos life toward missionary-religious-priesthood in our beloved congregations, the Xaverians. I put realistically my hope of vocation of the Xaverians in the future to all of you as you continue your journey tomorrow and so on in your whole lives.

Sunday, September 04, 2005

1st letter of September 2005

1) 23rd Sunday in Ordinary Time, September 04, 2005

Monday, August 29, 2005.
I went to CTU to borrow some videocassettes and read some magazines at the CTU library. Since it was still on vacation, there’s nobody in the reading room. In the evening after supper from 7 p.m. to 9 p.m. we had community meeting to plan our community project of life.

Tuesday, August 30, 2005.
In the morning I went to LSTC bookstore to check the books required by my courses this Fall semester. I checked those books in our library and I got some books then I checked on-line CTU library in which I got some books and I borrowed them directly by going to CTU. There are some books I couldn’t find both in the Xaverian library and CTU library, so I have to buy them at LSTC or maybe I will compare their prices with the Amazon.com. I borrowed some fifteen books from CTU library including Pastores Dabo Vobis and Instrumentum Laboris that are required by the Vatican visit next December 2005 and March 2006 especially for the priesthood formation.

Wednesday, August 31, 2005.
Three new Xaverian theology students, namely Harno, Valery and Francois today have orientation at CTU. I went to Saint Peter Church in downtown Chicago to have reconciliation then I went to public library to borrow five videocassettes and DVD’s. I have been having the public library card since two years ago but I never borrowed anything. I think I am influenced by an Alexian Brother, named Ronald who likes to borrow videocassettes at public library, so it intrigued me to do so. Two years ago I knew that there is a room to borrow this popular library staffs but I was not interested to come again. I have new spirit to know more about some interesting topic such as spirituality and other religious film that I can borrow from this library. Hopefully, this will be my personal learning and take advantage of the facility of the U.S. library. Normally, I can borrow 6 videocassettes or DVD’s and bring them home for only 7 days.
I went to Saint Therese, Chinatown and after 20 minutes chatting with Father Aniello, the bell was rung and there’s Father Michael Davitti who just came back from his vacation in Italy. Welcome back to Chicago (Ben tornato tra noi, Padre). I spent some time there and went home at Hyde Park. In the evening, there’s a diocesan priest from Sierra Leone, named Father Daniel came to visit us at Hyde Park. In the evening we continued our community meeting of the project of life.

Thursday, September 01, 2005.
This morning I was so sleepy then I slept for a while. In the afternoon I cooked for the community (Soto Madura, rice and crackers). In the evening we had community meeting again continuing our community project of life. As community, we watched a DVD about CHAKRA, which I borrowed from the public library. At night I called up my friend, named John who studies theology in San Antonio, Texas. He’s a CICM student and my classmate in Indonesia. He’s done with his theology study and ready to do pastoral work this October. Next year, probably he’ll make his perpetual vows and deaconate ordination in Texas. He came to the USA in November 2002, about seven days after my arrival.

Friday, September 02, 2005.
In the homily of Father Pascal this morning during the Mass, he proposed fasting. I remembered this practice again and I tried to do it again with eating once a day, namely supper only and drinking a lot of water during the day. It’s incredible that after I did it, my weight decreased. About two weeks ago after coming back from the CPE at Alexian Brothers, I had 195 pounds and now after doing little fasting, I have 190 pounds. It’s the same weight before I went to the CPE program.
In the morning I went to CTU to meet Nanko and Opal Easter regarding my workshops grade that some of them I didn’t accept grades. I did attend all of the workshop requirements for M.Div graduation. They checked on their archive data and it’s true that I have attended all. I went to the registration office and asked Maria to entry the Present grade on my Fall and Spring semester of last year academic.
Again I went to public library and returned the five videocassettes I have borrowed and I took 6 others. At night I watched one of them entitled the Cardinal.

Saturday, September 03, 2005.
In the morning Mass, Father Daniel from Sierra Leone presided the community Mass. From 9 a.m. to 1 p.m. we had community project of life meeting. In the afternoon, there were 6 Indonesian friends from Philadelphia came to visit us especially Harno. One of them Santi, the leader of Indonesian Catholic Group in Philadelphia whom I knew last year when I was doing pastoral work in Philadelphia. The other one whom I met last year is Dedy. They spent vacation to visit Chicago and stayed at a hotel. In the evening together with Valery, I watched a video about Irish in America then with Father Victor and Daniel we watched a video entitled Priests of Passion (the celibacy of Catholic priesst).

Sunday, September 04, 2005.
In the morning together with Valery, I went to Saint Therese Chinatown by CTA bus number 6 and red line train. We attended the 9.30 Mass presided by the Maryknoll father, Tim who speaks fluently Cantonese. It’s the Chinese/Cantonese Mass. Since Father Michael, the pastor, has arrived, so there was a lot of food prepared by this pastor. Valery and I are assigned to have ministry at Saint Therese Chinatown for this academic year. I am going to teach Confirmation program (8 children) together with Allun, one of the catechists and Valery with CCD program, the third grade children. They are going to start in October. We helped to clean up basement after all people have gone. It reminds me to Petrus who was doing this job when he’s here. Now, it’s my pleasure to have this ministry together with Valery. There was a lot of fruit leftover that we brought it home to Hyde Park with Father Pascal who gave us a ride. I did go to a salon at Chinatown to cut my hair that cost $ 22. It’s my first time in this country to cut my hair at a salon. Usually, I ask my confrere to cut my hair. Mario and Victor Hugo did cut my hair becoming bald in December 2002 and June 2004, then Ignas cut my hair shorter last May 2005. I like to have bald style again; maybe I will do it again at the end of this Fall semester.


After we had evening prayer and sharing, we had supper at 7.30 p.m. cooked by Francois. During this past week, I didn’t write anything on this journal except on my journal book, so in the evening I type it on my computer. Then I think maybe better I just post it weekly on my blogger website and multiply.com without sending it directly to many e-mail addresses. Starting from now, I inform all of my pen pals that my journal can be viewed on both of my websites:
http://www.acdw74.blogspot.com and
http://www.acdw74.multiply.com

Sunday, August 28, 2005

4th letter of August 2005

4) 22nd Sunday in Ordinary Time, August 28, 2005

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Monday, August 22, 2005.
In the morning we as community left for retreat at Portiuncula retreat house at Frankfort, Illinois. The retreat was guided by a Franciscan sister from India named Corina. She shared her wisdom about Chakra. We’re Father Rocco and 8 students (Alejandro, me, Ignas, Dharmawan, Pascal Atumisi, Harno, Valery and Francois). The second day of retreat came to this place as well OMI students and two formators to have their community meeting. On Friday we had Mass together to close our retreat and their meeting. As usual, after finishing the retreat we had supper at Northwood Restaurant, nearby the retreat house.
For me this retreat is very great because I could rest most of the time. Sister Corina gave one hour a day for input and the rest we did personal prayer and reflection. For the first three nights, we shared our summer experiences in the evening. I felt that the days of this retreat were very fast. I spent enough time to sleep after doing 11-week CPE that I never had enough time to sleep.

Tuesday, August 23, 2005.
Retreat….

Wednesday, August 24, 2005.
Retreat….

Thursday, August 25, 2005.
Retreat….

Friday, August 26, 2005.
Retreat…..we returned to our home at Hyde Park….

Saturday, August 27, 2005.
At 9.30 a.m. to 5 p.m. we as Xaverian theology community have community project of life meeting for new academic year 2005-2006 at our own house at Hyde Park. We continue this meeting till next week….

Sunday, August 28, 2005.
This morning Harno and I attended the morning Mass at Saint Thomas the Apostle Church. After back home, I did clean the basement, the second and third floor plus cooking for community supper. This time I cooked pork soup (sayur asin babi) and rice. Today also Father Rocco took the three new theology students: Harno, Valery and Francois to go to downtown Chicago till late evening.
In the evening I got a phone call from Cik Ana in Orlando-Florida. She asked me whether I have a friend in Houston-Texas. Finally, I checked the Indonesian Catholic Community of Houston on the Internet and I found one Indonesian priest whom I met two years ago and noted his phone number. I called him up and he gave me the phone number of the leader of Indonesian Catholic Group in Houston. Eventually, I could contact him and told Cik Ana about this contact person. In the evening after supper Father Willy, sx moved back to CTU building to continue his study at IRF.








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Sunday, August 21, 2005

3rd letter of August 2005

3) 21st Sunday in Ordinary Time, August 21, 2005

Monday, August 15, 2005.
After the Morning prayer at 6.15, the brothers gave farewell greeting to Brother Philip (77) who departs today to Signal Mountain, Tennessee. After all the brothers left the chapel, I said good bye to Brother Philip and I always remember his kindness to me and his last words to me, “You’re…easy person..” He’s the one who always likes to treats me to have morning breakfast on Saturday morning. He’s a good friend of Brother Ronald (90) and both are going to miss each other. They like to tease each other. The CPE program today was for clinical visit. I did visit at 3 West, 6 West and ICU/CCU including communion. At 11 a.m. to 11.45 a.m. at Roncoli Center, I had evaluation meeting with my CPE supervisors, Digna and James plus my mentor at 3 West, namely, Deacon Dave. Overall, his evaluation is fine to me. I am grateful to his kindness for this evaluation and his mentoring for this past two months at 3 West unit, the neuroscience unit. Once again I heard of the testimony of a chaplain that I have an easiness to be treated as a student. Both Dave and Brother Philip, at least today, gave me good remark to continue my journey in my vocation toward missionary-religious-priest. After lunch, I visited again my unit at 6 West and I met one patient lady who had been at this unit a couple of weeks ago. She was grateful that finally there’s no cancer in her body. One 80years old Polish descent lady told me many things about her family especially her grief toward her daughter-in-law who doesn’t cook and things that need to be done as a wife. She lives with her only son and her at the same house. I tried to be patient listening to her story. She thought that I am an American….”No, I’m an Indonesian.” She tried to pronounce ‘Indonesia’ but difficult to repeat correctly. It seems that she never heard of this name. In the afternoon I called up Hyde Park and Ignas has come today in Chicago after having vacation in Indonesia for 2.5 months. I attended the Mass at 5.30 presided by Father Stan, an Indian priest then had supper with the brothers. Before the Mass started, one old lady who likes to attend this daily Mass invited me to come out of the chapel and asked me favor to pray for his son whose alcoholic problem and she wishes so that he will convert soon and his wife would not divorce him. I don’t know why she asked me to pray for his son. It’s a sign that others see me as a man of prayer because they know that I’m a seminarian and religious and in the Mass I tried to remember this intention even in my rosary prayer before rest at night I remembered this old lady’s intention. At 7 p.m. to 11 p.m. together with Brother Eugene, I was watching TV, Hallmark Channel a movie entitled “A man who became a Pope.” It’s about the story of Pope John Paul II. It’s a wonderful film and well done story to strengthen the vocation to priesthood, at least I could feel it. Brother Eugene admired this movie, “well done.”

Tuesday, August 16, 2005.
I woke up in the morning, took shower and prayed the Morning prayer with the brothers at 6.15 a.m., had breakfast and printed out my 6 pages final evaluation of the CPE program. I called up the Xaverians at Hyde Park and talked to Father Victor and Ignas, inviting them to come to my farewell supper with the Alexian Brothers on Thursday. At 8 a.m. at the CPE program we started morning devotion and report by Linda. We had final evaluation of the CPE summer unit started by Eric then me till noon. What I challenge to my colleagues is mindful about time especially on time coming to morning devotion at 8 a.m. How difficult it is to be on time at this morning session with many excuses especially distant place to reach here and commuting plus traffic issue. It is difficult if I compare to myself who stay here and just come to CPE by walking. Overall, the final evaluation is fine.
We (James, Dave and I) had lunch at the cafeteria in good conversation about my experience staying with the Alexian Brothers here then I visited some patients and gave communion at 3 West, 6 West plus 6 East (communion). Some interesting experiences today are: one Mexican patient man whose kidney stone was accompanied by his wife, an American together with their three children (kids). After I gave communion with Spanish prayer then, the little girl came to me asking whether she could receive communion. She asked what is communion. I guess she was told by his older brother (12) who received communion with his father. I asked her age and she replied, 7 years old. The other blond little girl told me that this little sister has not received yet the first communion. Then, I told her that she needs one more year to receive first communion. She asked me what communion is then I explained her little bit. I was amazed seeing this kids walking around the hospital and I saw them at the chapel attending Mass without their mother. They way they received communion it seems to me that they don’t have good education or preparation how the proper hands to take communion. Again the youngest girl came to have communion and I approached her not to take it because she has not received first communion yet. Their oldest brother after taking the blood of Christ was not seriously choking and laughing all the way coming back to his seat at the back.
Another patient is an Italian old man who was accompanied by his daughter. They accepted me very well and moreover they talked more when I said that I am a seminarian of the Xaverian Missionaries from Parma, Italy. I said, “Io parlo Italiano un po.” They have a sort of respect to religious or priests because the wife of this patient has a family who is a bishop in Italy. I offered him Italian prayer tomorrow when I bring communion for him and he’s very glad to know that I can recite the Italian prayer at least Our Father and Hail Mary. His daughter asked many questions as well about myself and we had nice conversation. I wore a gown and glove because the patient has contagious skin disease.
I met two young girl patients, namely, one Islam Palestinian that was born in the USA and the other one is an American Caucasian who just came today at 11 a.m. I offered spiritual well-beings to them and they appreciated. So far in my experience here, youth don’t ask spiritual needs but elderly.
One old lady whose name I am familiar with, was at the isolation room and she was here a couple of weeks ago and she still recognized me. I offered her communion but she wanted tomorrow then I offered her prayer and she agreed. I visited and prayed with some patients who are not Catholic and giving communion to some Catholic patients.
I attended the Mass at the hospital chapel at 5.30 led by Father Andrew then had supper with the brothers. Coming back to my room, I spent my time to read a Catholic bulletin, Our Sunday Visitor (OSV) and typed this journal. My supervisor, Digna in the final evaluation this morning admired my perseverance to type my daily experience that sometimes I take some of it to be my weekly journal. She was plainly saying that she is jealous to see my faithfulness to do it; she used to do it as well. One day in the class she ever mentioned about exercise of talking to oneself. It is a sort of therapy to motivate oneself. It seems like a crazy one who talks to oneself but actually it is very helpful for her as she witnessed in the class. I don’t know if it is fit for me because I feel comfortable using this journaling method to envoy or reflect my daily experience.

Wednesday, August 17, 2005.
This morning I woke up at 5.35 a.m., took shower then prayed the morning prayer with the brothers and had breakfast with them. At 8 a.m. Digna led the morning devotion and report by Sandy. In the CPE program we had final evaluation of Dirk then Annie (while Eric went home because of sick; his face looked very pale). We were done at 12.30 p.m. and I had lunch at the cafeteria with James, the CPE supervisor. At 1.10 p.m. I visited patients at 6 W and 3 W.
One Afro-American man in my primary unit was happily telling his story in his church, the Bible Church and he gave me the bulletin of his church. I asked him of favorite verses of the Bible and he shared with me and I shared my favorite one as well. It’s long conversation regards Bible and faith experience.
Like yesterday I met one young girl and I offered spiritual needs but she didn’t really need. Instead the elderly people whom I visited today, most of them respected my visit and liked to talk more to me. Even one lady was very grateful that she felt my presence with her during the last days she considered helping her healing. She told her roommate about it. After I prayed with her and gave communion, she told me that she is going to discharge and lives in a nursing home. She put one-dollar bill in my pocket saying that it’s for coffee. How I denied her kindness and gratitude I don’t know. It’s kind of dilemmatic issue that I’m supposed not take money from the patient but at the other side I don’t want make the patient offended.
One Italian patient whom I promised to pray in Italian, he was accompanied by his wife whose a cousin a bishop in Italy. They were very glad and talkative to me. They asked many things about their practical faith both in the USA and Italy. I had nice conversation quite a while with them and at the end the wife took money from her purse and gave to me. It happened again today that I couldn’t refuse their intention to support missionaries. They are very respectful to missionaries work and I told them that I belong to the Xaverian Missionaries of Parma, Italy. It’s a common ground to make my visit and conversation flowing. Once in a while they spoke Italian to me but unfortunately I didn’t reply fluently but at least I read the prayer in Italian fluently and they were very glad to hear my Italian reading that was very good according to them. I guess my Italian accent is in Javanese style but actually I like to read in Italian trying to be like Italian.
One old woman was very glad and thankful for my visit. Even though she’s not Catholic but she appreciated my presence to her. I told her that most of the time I have connection more to elderly patients especially women rather than young ones. They remind me always to my grandmothers. After she felt happy she asked more about my identity and I shared my story being a chaplain, seminarian and future missionary priest. It’s quite often happened in my relationship with elderly women patients and I asked them to pray for me so that my dream becomes true in the future such as to be a faithful priest and going to mission………always I say to JAPAN. When I said it to the Italian patient they didn’t get it then I said loudly and clearly in Italian, “GIAPPONE” then they could understand and asked more about it.
In the evening I attended the Mass at 5.30 p.m. and had supper with the brothers while Dirk was on-call tonight. After going home, Brother Ronald invited me to go to the largest mall in this area, and the second largest in the USA, named Woodfield Mall, not that far from here. Brother Victor took us to go to this place. I told them that I am not amazed to see malls because I have seen it a lot in Indonesia especially in Jakarta. Even the architecture of malls in Jakarta is more than here. There are many common things about the mall culture here in the USA and Indonesian regards the pop culture, fashion and teenagers. What they use here most likely in Indonesia as well the teenagers use it. As I saw accessories of cell phone at this mall, I told them even my niece, 10 years old who lives in a small town (Ponorogo) already has a cell phone with price almost $ 200. Even though I don’t have enthusiasm to visit this mall but I appreciate to the kindness of Brother Ronald who has promised me to go to this place before I leave on Saturday.
After arrived home at 8 p.m. I telephoned to my oldest sister, Yenny in Ponorogo whose birthday today (34). She is in Yogyakarta taking vacation with her family so that I called her up to her cell phone. I called up my second sister whose 1.5 months old baby in Jakarta but she’s sleeping and her first daughter, Kezia (6) answered my phone. It’s nice to hear her voice and I asked some questions to her and she likes to talk to me. She could say in English one, two, three, and so on. She goes to first grade at public primary school in the afternoon at 3 p.m. to 5 p.m. She is taught religion teaching of Islam because in this public school there is no Christian teacher. This family of my sister is the poorest economically compares to my other siblings. My siblings once in a while help my second sister sending money or other things. Even though poor but I believe that this family has rich love especially I can see in the voice of the children, my niece, Kezia. I promised her that next year I would see her and buy something for her. They live in Cipulir, Jakarta. I feel that she is the only niece who talks more than the others, at least through telephone. I called up to my other family just to keep in touch and there is a good news that the husband of my cousin has been baptized last Sunday. It’s the family where I lived for a month for the first time I came to Jakarta in 1993 before I got a job. They live in Cibubur, Jakarta. The teacher of their youngest child is the sister of Ignatius, named Lusi. Ignatius’ sister told them that Ignatius would go back to Chicago in August. I told her that I don’t need anything from Indonesia because here I have enough things.

Thursday, August 18, 2005.
This morning I woke up earlier as usual at 5 a.m., took shower, read a book of Henry Nouwen then prayed the morning prayer with the brothers at the chapel at 6.15 a.m., had breakfast with the brothers. In the breakfast, Brother Tom, the president of the Alexian Health System was joining us and having nice conversation with me. It’s unusual that he was having breakfast and sitting with us, normally he has breakfast and watches TV in the other room by himself. I don’t know if he expressed his hospitality to me since I am going to leave on Saturday. I feel very much being accepted by him since he’s always sitting beside me in the chapel and I see his hospitality to me. He’s the top leader of all the Alexian Health System, so I am very honored to be known by him personally, especially living together in the Alexian Brothers’ community for 11 weeks.
In the CPE program, we as the CPE summer students had meeting of program evaluation with Beth, Dave and Rosemary. We evaluated the process of the CPE program especially the role of the supervisors. Overall, it’s very nice and challenging experience in the summer with some insights and suggestions of us as students. At 11 a.m. to 12.30 p.m. we had last group meeting with our supervisors, Digna and James. We shared our feeling and blessing each other. It’s a quite touching moment for all of us who have been meeting regularly for the last 11 weeks at this CPE summer unit at the ABMC. Tears, laughing, deep reflection, wishing the best to each other, blessing shared, and united in the spirit, we ended the CPE summer unit 2005. It’s raining while we had this meeting.
At 1 p.m. I had lunch at the cafeteria then visited some patients at 6 W, 3 W and communion as well at 6 E. I met one Vietnamese lady who just came this afternoon and she knows some SVDs’ priests even she has family member who becomes an SVD. I was told by a nurse that one 94 years old patient would leave and I met him and prayed with him. I was amazed that he still remembered my name even though I didn’t visit him for a quite while. I met an Afro-American lady who is Christian and she was appreciating my visit and prayer. One Italian descent lady who was at my unit came back again to my unit and she was very happy to see me again. I said prayer in Italian and often times she touched me expressing her gratitude. I said prayer in Italian and gave her communion. One man from Cuba who speaks little English and more Spanish was very glad when I came to visit him and offering communion. He spoke all the time in Spanish because I said that I speak little Spanish (Hablo Espanol un poquito). Even though I didn’t get all his sayings but I nodded to affirm his story. I heard him with my gesture and heart in compassionate manner as much as I could do.
At 3 West I visited one patient from Poland who has been living in the USA for 3.5 years. He was drunk and sometimes didn’t know some words in English. He didn’t know the word ‘prayer’ then I showed him a Hail Mary prayer in Polish and I recited it for him and he remembered and prayed it. It’s wonderful to see this patient knew what I mean by ‘prayer.’ He claimed as a Catholic and wants communion tomorrow. At the same unit, I visited a man whose altered mental status. He appreciated my visit and I offered him prayer because he doesn’t want communion even though on the list he requires communion. He was willing to tell me a lot of stories of his life then he asked my story and identity. I was amazed to see patients who were suffering but they still gave best wishes to me in my journey toward a missionary-religious-priest.
At 5 p.m. I was at the hospital chapel waiting for my Xaverian confreres came. They finally came at 5.10 p.m. from Hyde Park. They are Fathers Rocco, Victor and Ignatius. We celebrated the Mass at 5.30 presided by a Polish priest, Andrew then we had farewell dinner at the brothers’ dining room special for me who is going to leave on Saturday noon. They were a lot of food including cake with my name on it. Once again it’s a privilege and grace that I have this summer and once again provided by the Alexian Brothers. Brother Val was busy encouraging me to take the rest of the cake to be brought to my community. Even he took picture of me with the cake using my camera. There was Brother Joseph who just came from Hungary. He and Brother Ted came late from the airport and joined us in the supper. Linda, the on-call chaplain was present as well both in the chapel and the supper. It’s a special moment for me so she came to join us. After the supper ended, I showed my Xaverian confreres to see the brothers’ garden behind the residence. We had nice evening before the shrine of Mary our Lady in the garden accompanied by Brother Ronald (90), my best friend who always treats me to go somewhere like yesterday he took me to the second largest mall in the USA, namely, Woodfield Mall. At 8.15 p.m. they left for Hyde Park and Ignas will pick me up on Saturday noon to return to my seminary in Hyde Park, the Xaverian Missionaries. I did ironing my clothes and typed this journal even though I was bit tired of the day.


Friday, August 19, 2005.
As usual I attended the morning prayer, breakfast and CPE morning devotion led by Deacon Dave and report by Linda Rump while Dirk came with his fiancĂ©, named Jill. I did my clinical visit at 6 West and 3 West. At 11.10 a.m. at the hospital chapel we had graduation celebration of our CPE summer unit for 11 weeks. Formally, I have completed my immersion subject of my M.Div program so that hopefully next year in May I graduate. We shared our last reflection and I uttered my deep gratitude to everybody at this CPE summer program. I shared it as well at the end of this journal. At noon we had lunch together celebrating this graduation at Brothers’ dinning room. Afterward, I did my on-call duty till tomorrow morning. Together with Father Stan, I visited a lady whose miscarriage of 4 months. She only speaks Spanish and she’s at Day Surgery. I visited again the rest of patients at 6 W and 3 E. At 5.30 p.m. I attended the Mass and continued by supper with the brothers and this time there were only few brothers coming because some of them they had other activities. After finished supper, I got a page of a patient at 3 West and the nurse told me that the patient needs support and she mentioned a patient name whom I am very familiar with. I have known her since 8 weeks ago. I did visit her. She’s an Indian old lady who has been here for one week and now she has cancer spreads all over her body. She looked very sad and silently ate her supper as I entered her room. I was present with her and she still recognized me. Even she still keeps my rosary I gave her some weeks ago. I uttered my heart voice that it’s a sort of closing meeting with her. I was amazed that at the end of my day at this CPE program, I could meet her again. I felt that God made it happen. She’s the one whom I made my first Verbatim. I gave her support and prayer so that she would have peace to endure her sickness. She will have chemotherapy this coming Monday. She was feeling alone because everyday she is visited by a chaplain who gives communion but not stay talking to her. So, I did what she needs, just being present with her and trying to bear with her. I’m grateful to this event. The first becomes the last and the last becomes the first. This patient is always in my memory as I continue my journey.
I made round to visit Hospice in the evening and before that I came to my primary unit at 6 W to say goodbye to some nurses and staffs because tomorrow I am going to leave. One patient whom I met was struck me because she was impressed by my voice in the beginning she was at this hospital. She met me here three times but she still remembers me. Honestly, I told her that I’m not sure remembering her maybe because I didn’t see her quite often. She gave me confirmation that I am doing good care of others that she has been feeling. She wished me to be a good minister of others.
In the hospice I met a family who were in the waiting room. They told me that I might see the patient. I have conversation with them. They were an old lady whose husband at the hospice, the fifth floor and their daughter plus their grandson who studies at minor seminary named Saint Loren close to Detroit, Michigan. I prayed with the patient and the family and gave them communion. They told me that the one who studies at the minor seminary has a friend who is from Jakarta, Indonesia.
Nearly to 11 p.m. I was going to bed and I had restful sleep…..

Saturday, August 20, 2005.
My pager was beeping at 00.15 in the middle of the night. I answered this call and went directly to Emergency Room. There was an 81 years old lady who had been intubated and there were with her three persons. I was present with them in their mourning situation. Afterward, there was raining and lightning. I kept remain with them and I was doubt to say prayer because I didn’t see that the patient would expire. She was still breathing and once in a while her eyes open. They family kept talking to the patient. Finally after almost two hours, the patient was brought to 4th floor and I continued to follow them. The patient was conscious again and I offered prayer and talked to her. It’s a little bit long hour in this last on-call I had. I was grateful to have this 3 hours experience because to see the good sign of the patient and also the acceptance of the family toward me. I left them at 3 a.m. and came back to my room at 5th floor. I could sleep about three hours and at 6.30 a.m. I took shower and went to Roncoli Center while the day was still raining little bit. I had breakfast at the cafeteria and said my personal prayer at the chapel. At 10 to 8 o’clock, I got a page from Hospice asking prayer for an expired patient. I went there and said prayer with the family. The patient was an old lady who is Lutheran. At 8.30 a.m. I met Annie, my classmate who was waiting for me at the cafeteria and I told her about my on-call report today and passed my on-call duty to her. I’m done with my chaplaincy at this moment at ABMC. I came back to Brothers’ house and Brothers Ronald, Victor and Joseph invited me to go to eat out at a pancake restaurant. I had waffle. It’s my last breakfast with them. After coming back to brothers’ house, I was packing my things that finished at noon. After resting for a while, I came down to the brothers’ dinning room and being with them and waiting for my Xaverian confreres came to pick me up. I also have submitted all things I have been given by the spiritual department during my CPE students. I put all of these at the table of Theresia, the secretary of the Spiritual care department at Roncoli Center. They were a blue coat, key of Roncoli Center, a pager, my name ID, bar code for dinner, and green book prayer. I left the office officially. I met Brother Zeke at the garden and I gave him my Thank You card and a reflection that I uttered at my CPE graduation. I gave him as well my sexuality paper I made last January 2005. I shared it as well to Brother Eugene. Before I left, the brothers have read my reflection that was posted at the announcement board at their kitchen by Brother Zeke.
About at a quarter to two p.m. the bell was rung and directly I came to open the door. Ignas, Dharmawan and Harno came to pick me up. They helped me carry my suitcase and bags. My farewell embracing hugs to some Alexian Brothers I expressed to Brothers Felix, Ronald, Victor, Tom, James Darby, Valentino and Eugene. I was feeling supported deeply by all of them and they convinced me to come next time and I have place there. The president of the Alexian Health System, Brother Tom, told me that I am welcomed anytime if I need a job to be a chaplain there. They wished me the best and I hope I can invite them in my important events next year in 2006, namely my perpetual vows and deaconate ordination.
We went to Nita’s house and to Ibu Imelda’s house. I saw the deep dedication effort of Imelda, Paolo, her husband and Ibu Andrea who were waiting for the garage sale for PWKI’s social program. Ibu Imelda served us lunch, Indonesian food, especially, hot sauce. About at 4 p.m. we left for downtown Chicago. After difficult to find parking spot, we decided not to watch movie but eating ice cream at Ghirardeli. We savored the ice cream outside while the aroma of horses’ dirt came to hit our noses. We’re four Xaverian Indonesian students, Binsar, Robert and Nita. After I drank cappuccino ice, my stomach was upset and we decided to go home to Hyde Park. Thanks God that I could make it after arriving to the Xaverian House. I went to restroom until three times because I had stomach upset.
I unpacked all things I have after coming back from the CPE. I found new COMMIX, edition of July 2005 at my mailbox and I read it enthusiastically and curiously as usual. I got a postcard from Lourdes, Paris from Mother Oey. It’s beautiful pictures of Pope John Paul II in the shrine of Lady of Lourdes both his young and old ages. My heartfelt thanks to you, Mother Oey whom I believe for sure that you prayed and remembered me when you’re visiting this holy place. Hopefully, next time I have chance to see and visit this famous shrine in France. I went to bed at almost 1 o’clock in the morning.

Sunday, August 21, 2005.
I woke up at 6 a.m. and took shower then prayed the morning prayer at the chapel with Father Victor, Harno, Valery and Francois. We went to the Mass at 8 a.m. at St. Thomas Church. After coming back to home, I have deep sharing with Valery in the kitchen about many things especially to be a Xaverian student here in the USA with my ups and downs experience. At noon I was typing this journal and trying to be faithful to this habit. I got from Ignas who just came back from Indonesia, my white habit that I wore first time entering my novitiate year in 1997 in Bintaro, Indonesia. I asked him to bring it because I feel it’s very proper if I wear it again in my perpetual vows as I pray and hope happen next year, maybe in March 2006? I got from him as well Indonesian ingredients to cook. One Sunday school teacher from Mangga Besar parish in Jakarta, named Nini gave me a package consists of some pictures of John Paul II, a letter telling the activities of Sunday school children whose program to help out the needy children surround them. I appreciate their social awareness that is planted to the youth and children…Bravo! Thank you for all support, remembrance and your gifts to me. Hopefully, I meet you next year when I am going home to Indonesia for vacation in June to August 2006. I tried to wear my white habit and it is till fit on my body. Thank you as well to Mas Aries and Mbak Theresia who have kept my white habit which I have given them before I left Indonesia in the end of 2002.
In the afternoon, I cooked for the community. I cooked beef gravy soup (semur daging) and salad with peanut dressing (pecel). Tomorrow we’re going to go to Frankport, Illinois to have community retreat till Friday.



Graduation of CPE summer unit 2005 at ABMC
Friday, 19 August 2005 (11 a.m. to 12 p.m.).

In the beginning it was DREAM and PLAN that I would go to the CPE summer unit at ABMC. Through the kindness of one Alexian Brother, named Ezekiel Mapa who is my classmate at CTU, I was allowed to have this DREAM and PLAN.
Now, this DREAM and PLAN have been accomplished. They really came true as the grace of GOD accompanies my journey for 11 weeks. A lot of stories I have summarized into words in my daily journal. A lot of memories stick on my mind and heart as I went through this program day-by-day. A lot of graces I have been given gratuitously by so many people whom I remember in my heart. Thank you, O God for these precious events that maybe only once in my life as I journey toward missionary-religious-priesthood.
Living together with the Alexian Brothers in daily lives and sharing our daily spirituality as religious is a wonderful experience I have in my life as a seminarian who have been enjoying this style of life for 9 years. The motto of the Alexian Brothers, “Caritas Christi Urget Nos” (The love of God impels us) is the same motto of the founder of my congregation in the Xaverian missionaries, the Blessed Guido Maria Conforti from Parma, Italy. With the same spirit I come and join the Alexian Brothers for my stay during my CPE summer unit. I am such as a younger brother who is welcomed by the older brothers and in fact I’m the youngest among them. Little by little I get to know the names of the brothers here who always to be part of my journey in the morning prayer and evening Mass and the suppers. I remember where they are sitting in the chapel of the brothers’ residence starting from the left wing: Brother Valentino, Daniel, Philip (who just transferred to Tennessee), John Kim, Victor Lee, Ronald, Felix, then the right wing starts with Brother James Darby, Tom, myself, Eugene, Larry, Ted, Ezekiel (Zeke), and James Klacson. My heartfelt thanks to all Alexian Brothers who have accepted me as their special guest for 11 weeks. It’s a wonderful hospitality that I would never forget in my life. I don’t know how I could express my gratitude to this special grace but I promise to see you next time at least in my prayer and memory, maybe in the events of my perpetual vows and deaconate ordination next year. You are part of the precious gifts in my priesthood formation.
In my CPE, my gratitude and appreciation to all members of Spiritual Care Department especially my supervisors, Digna and James who always accompanied me in this journey. Tears, laughing, joy, sharing, challenging, Verbatim presentation and so on are the menu I have eaten and savored gratefully. My classmates: Annie, Dirk and Eric, how wonderful it is to know and to be with you here for 11 weeks as we journey fulfilling our study in our theology schools toward ministry. Thank you for the example and care of all chaplains and staffs as they mentored me: Linda, Sandy, Dave, Rosemary, Ken, Marty, Bob, Beth, Theresia, Fathers Bill, Andrew and Stan and all resource chaplains. Your names are typed on my daily journal that would be memorable in this stage of my life.
Finally, I express my million thanks for the nice acceptance of all nurses in my primary unit 6 West, Nennete and others plus my secondary unit 3 West, Joanel and others, plus all whom I don’t know their names and their departments. For all patients that probably may reach 1,000 in number whom I have seen during my visit, I pray for all of you. I have met Jesus in your suffering toward hope in this world and future world. All of your faces I keep secret in my prayer as I promise to you to meet again in the spirit of prayer. Thanks for your acceptance and your challenge to me.
Last but not least I share my EROTIC PRAYER as I wrote it in the last of January 2005 in my study at CTU and I promised to share it to all of my classmates and supervisors:

HEALTHY HUMAN SEXUAL DEVELOPMENT FOR MINISTRY
(I-4010) J-Term 2005

O God, you are untouchable by my human senses
But you can be touched by our mind and words.

In inception you created me with loving touch of both
of my parents
In inception you created me with genital touch of my
father and mother
In inception you created me out of human passion and
intercourse
In inception you created me through penetration and
ejaculation
In inception you created me with union of her ovum and
his sperm.

I commend to your compassionate touch:
My sexual awakening,
My sexual identity as a male,
My sexual commitment as a celibate person.

At the same time I commend to you:
My spiritual awakening
My spiritual identity
My spiritual commitment,
In union with you and others toward Healthy Human
Sexual Development
Through Christ, our Master of Love and Compassion.
Amen.