St. Paul Chung Pucallpa Mission 2017

Written by: Yoonhee Kim, Korean Catholic Community

During the second week of July, the missionary team of the St. Paul Chung Parish (Fr. Andrew Paik, Pastor) went on the 6th medical mission in Pucallpa, Peru. The missionary team shared the love of God by providing medical assistance through medicine, acupuncture and personal hygiene services.

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For this mission led by Dr. Michael Donhyun Kim along with Fr. Taegon Andrew Seong, IMG_6376we teamed up with medical specialists, oriental acupuncturists, hairdressers and the youth team for a total of 29 people. We distributed essential medication and vitamins as well as providing a clinic for assisting with pain and other ailments. Our youth team visited the local high school to teach English and spent time with children, providing various kinds of activities, art projects, and snacks.

 

 

 

Being surrounded by the poverty and hardships in Pucallpa, we were able to see all that we take for granted. By providing help and assistance to the people in need, we could attempt to hear God’s message through their lives.  Hopefully, our presence and effort gave them happiness and belief in the future.  At the same time, the mission participants could take one more step on the road to becoming closer to God through their Catholic faith.

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Lean Into It! – WorkCamp 2017

By Daniel Rice, Seminarian

Isabel, Bishop, Anne, Sarah.jpgOn the morning of Tuesday, June 27, I drove down I-95 and Route 1 to Fredericksburg. At this point, the 2017 Diocesan WorkCamp was well underway, and had been for three days. Each year, over 1,300 teens, contractors, adult leaders, and volunteers from parishes throughout the diocese spend a week of their summer at WorkCamp, helping those less fortunate than themselves in a particular area of the diocese. This year (as well as the past couple years), WorkCamp was centered in Fredricksburg at Massaponax High School. When I arrived around 10:00AM, the high school was not the bustling city it usually is, since the teens and their adult leaders had already departed for their daily work sites. When I arrived, I checked in with the homebase team, who work to ensure that things will run smoothly at the high school. On homebase team, our jobs range from filling up hundreds of water coolers each day, to putting up signs, to leading games, to simply spending time with the campers, accompanying them in their work, prayer, and activities.

Power Saw.jpgThat Tuesday, I had the enviable job of visiting sites. With two of my peers from homebase, I drove 45 minutes through the beautiful Virginia countryside to a site where about eleven teens and four adult leaders were putting up a clothesline, making a garden, and clearing off the back porch of a woman in need of that assistance. After spending some time talking with them and encouraging them, we made our way to our second site visit, where a group of a similar size was working on a trailer to replace several windows, clean and paint the roof, and replace the bottom two feet of siding all the way around. We ate lunch with this group, having some good and fruitful conversation in the cool shade of a tree in the front lawn of the resident for whom they were working.

We got back to the high school in time for homebase’s afternoon meeting, in which we went over the upcoming events for that evening and had roles assigned to each of us. Each evening, campers return from their work sites, endure long lines for showers, eat dinner, and spend time with friends.  At about 6:30PM, everyone goes into the gym (which has been carpeted and furnished with a stage) for Program, a time when the WorkCampers gather for songs, talks, fun activities, prayer, and a slide show video of campers at their sites that day. The specific contents of Program vary day by day, but Tuesday’s Program is always the highlight of the week.

Benediciton.jpgAfter a short slide show and a brief introduction, Bishop Burbidge came on stage and spoke a few words to the youths, expressing to them his amazement at seeing and being present at his first Arlington WorkCamp, encouraging them, relating a story of a grateful resident whom a couple crews were helping, and telling them all to be silent with Jesus Christ in adoration, saying to Him, “Speak, Lord, Your servant is listening” (cf. 1 Samuel 3:9). The Bishop then led adoration of the Most Blessed Sacrament–at which I had the privilege to serve–first exposing our Lord, next processing with Him through the crowd of people, and finally placing Him back on the altar. For the next hour or more, all adored Jesus during the rosary, some music, and some time of silent prayer. While I went to the section for prayer partners (adults to whom the teens can come to have one-on-one conversation and prayer), Bishop and more than 50 other priests went to their stations to hear Confessions. They were certainly kept busy, and many of the teens had a powerful encounter with God that night through those two Sacraments, the Most Holy Eucharist and Reconciliation. For many, this was the first time they had ever been to adoration and the first time in several years that they had been to Confession. In my years as a work-camper, this night was powerful indeed, and was influential in my decision to apply to the seminary. After the conclusion of Program each night, the teens meet together with their parish groups to share and discuss their experiences and other aspects of their lives.

Each year that I go to help with WorkCamp, I meet amazing people. This year was no different, and although I could write or talk about many of the people I met, I will pick just one. One man on this year’s homebase team lives in England. Being born and raised across the pond, he is now in a university there while also doing youth ministry at a Catholic Parish. One of his American friends gave such rave reviews of Arlington’s WorkCamp that he flew over to America just for that week! He said that already WorkCamp had blown him away and that he is going to do his very best to come back next year. Hearing his experience and seeing his example of Christian joy, I realized how truly blessed we are to live in such an amazing diocese, how blessed I have been to be involved with WorkCamp for several years, and how good it is to be a seminarian for this diocese.

Morning Mass.jpgOn Wednesday, I served morning Mass (an everyday occurrence at WorkCamp, the work being balanced with prayer) with the bishop and several other priests and seminarians. Following that, I helped carry water coolers, made another site visit, helped with various small jobs around the school, welcomed the campers back upon their return, helped collect their lunch bags, and watched the talent show rehearsal–these teens have some serious skills. I departed that evening, giving thanks for the couple days I spent there and praying for all who would remain for a couple more.

See the recap video of Diocesan WorkCamp 2017 here.

St. Joseph the Worker, pray for us.

 

St. Paul Chung

By Daniel Rice, Seminarian

20170709_131455.jpgOn Sunday, July 9, I went to the only weekly English Mass at the Korean Catholic Church, St. Paul Chung. I was welcomed by Joseph, whom I had met a couple weeks before, and shown to the sacristy. After vesting in my cassock and surplice, I spoke for several minutes with the three altar servers (some of the best and most reverent I have ever seen at a parish!)  and a couple others who assisted with the liturgy. One young man, who was the head of the altar serving program, asked the servers if they knew why my cassock has thirty-three buttons. One answered correctly that they signify the years that Christ spent on earth. I was reminded of this encounter a few days later when I read an Old Testament foreshadowing of Christ. After the Scriptures say that King “David slept with his fathers, and was buried in the city of David,” it is recorded that “the time that David reigned over Israel was forty years; he reigned seven years in Hebron, and thirty-three years in Jerusalem” (1 Kings 2:10-11). Jesus, the Son of David, the King of Israel and of all creation, lived in Israel and Jerusalem for thirty-three years and inaugurated the new reign of the Kingdom of God, which will have no end.

20170709_130934.jpgOnce Father Paul had finished hearing Confessions, he came back to the sacristy and quickly vested before Mass began, meanwhile giving us a sneak-peak into his homily about the yoke of Christ. He explained that when you have multiple animals plowing a field (e.g., two oxen), the yoke is the wooden beam that is placed on their necks and keeps them moving together. Christ says, “Come to me, all you who labor and are burdened, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am meek and humble of heart; and you will find rest for yourselves. For my yoke is easy, and my burden light” (Matthew 11:28-30). When we are yoked to Christ, our work becomes one with His. When we let Him set the pace for our lives, not rushing ahead, dragging behind, or turning every which way, then our yoke is easy and we learn from Him. What a beautiful image of companionship with God Himself, Who became man for our sake and abides with us.

This Mass, which was fairly well attended, is packed during the school year, the time when Sunday CCD follows the liturgy. From my place next to the priest’s chair, I looked out upon families who had come there together. This Mass had been described to me as the “students’ Mass,” and a large portion of the congregation were indeed young people. The music was led by a dozen or so young people, who together made up a small choir and strings section. The three altar servers, vested in red cassock and white surplice, masterfully and prayerfully assisted at the altar and gave me pointers on how to serve in this particular church.

20170709_131356.jpgAt the end of Mass, I was able to give a short version of my vocation story. Because Korean culture is family-oriented, I focused especially on my relationship with my family and their support in my journey toward the priesthood. I also shared this anecdote: The day after a priest is ordained, he celebrates his first Mass—I attended two first Masses this past June. At the conclusion of this Mass, it is a tradition that the newly ordained priest will give a gift to each of his parents. He gives to his father his first confessional stole, for it is his father who taught him justice and mercy. He gives to his mother a special cloth called the maniturgium. At his ordination, after his hands were anointed with Sacred Chrism, he used the maniturgium to wipe the excess holy oil from his hands. Upon his mother’s death, she is to be buried with this cloth wrapped around her hands. The tradition goes that when she comes before God, He will say to her, ‘I have given you life. What have you given me?’ Handing our Lord the maniturgium, she will respond, ‘I have given you a priest.’

St. Paul Chung, pray for us.

Cameroonian Catholic Community

By Daniel Rice, Seminarian

Flag_of_Cameroon.svg.pngOn Sunday, July 2, I made my way over to Our Lady of Good Council Catholic Church in Vienna. The Cameroonian Catholic Community of the diocese usually fills the Parish Chapel for their monthly Masses. During the summer, however, with people traveling and out of town, the attending group was smaller and more intimate. Father Mbinkar, their spiritual leader, was not able to be present due to travels of his own: a several week long trip to Cameroon. However, Father Dennis, who concelebrates most of the Masses for this community, and Father Elvis, a visiting Cameroonian priest, welcomed me to serve the Mass.

Accompanied by a couple of traditional African drums and a keyboard, these people sang joyously to God. Most of the Mass and music was in English, but the unique spirit of this group was evident. I was permitted to briefly say a few words of vocational testimony after Mass. I told a little bit about myself and my journey towards the priesthood of Jesus Christ, and also encouraged all married people present to live out that Sacramental Vocation with great love. After Mass I had the pleasure of meeting most of the members of the community there, and was invited by several to come to Cameroon at some point in the future!

Our Lady of Good Counsel, pray for us.

Praise the Lord!

By Daniel Rice, Seminarian

20170702_123952.jpgOn Sunday, July 2, I drove into Old Town Alexandria to attend and serve Mass at St. Joseph Catholic Church. St. Katharine Drexel and her family were instrumental in funding and founding (in 1915) the parish, which served the African American population of Alexandria in a time of intense segregation. When I was there, I saw the stain glass window on which St. Katharine and her sister had left a dedication to their parents. Historically, this Josephite parish has been predominantly African American, but welcomes everyone and now has parishioners of various ethnicities.

Before Mass began, any visitors in the congregation were invited to stand, give their name, and announce where they were visiting from. Each of them was then greeted with a hearty “welcome!” from those gathered for Mass. That day, there were people from as near as St. Mary’s in Alexandria and as far as Massachusetts. Three of the visitors from Boston were Daughters of St. Paul, whose order has a branch of Pauline Books and Media (a renowned Catholic shop and bookstore) in Alexandria on the corner of King and Henry. I was blessed to meet them and talk with them briefly after Mass.

20170702_124432.jpgThis Sunday, as on the first and third Sundays of every month, St. Joseph’s Gospel Choir sang at Mass; what a treat! This soulful music revealed the deep love of God that this community has.  My favorite song was after Communion, when the choir praised God and sang, “Yes, Lord.” May we always praise the Lord, our God, with our hearts, souls, and voices. “Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen.”

Saint Joseph, Protector of Holy Church, pray for us.

“We, though many, are one body in Christ” – Romans 12:5

By Daniel Rice, Seminarian

20170624_202210.jpgOn Saturday, June 24, I was privileged to attend the annual Diocesan Multicultural Mass at Queen of Apostles Catholic Church. Members of so many communities within the diocese were present to participate in the Holy Sacrifice of the Eucharist.  Serving at this liturgy, celebrated by our very own Bishop Michael Burbidge and several priests in the diocese, I looked out at the congregation gathered there and saw people of various and sundry ages, races, places of origin, and garb.  I heard the voices of many faithful Catholics—singing together in a diocesan multicultural choir for the first time—ring in harmonious praise of God.  Yet what truly united us was not being in one choir or in one church building, but our faith in Christ, our Savior.

The Church is the body of Christ, Who is her Head, and it is through Him that we become one with Him and therefore truly one with each other.  This was expressed vocally in a particular way at the end of Mass as we sang, “The Church’s one foundation is Jesus Christ, her Lord.”  One can call to mind also the beginning of the first Eucharistic Prayer, in which the priest, on behalf of the people, beseeches God to guard, unite, and govern the Church together with the pope, the bishop, and all who “hand on the catholic and apostolic faith.”  We were indeed blessed to be made one together with our bishop, a successor of the apostles, through whom we have that direct link to the very beginnings of the Church.  In addition, Saint Paul speaks of how we are united through the Eucharist. “The cup of blessing which we bless, is it not a participation in the blood of Christ? The bread which we break, is it not a participation in the body of Christ? Because there is one bread, we who are many are one body, for we all partake of the one bread” (1 Corinthians 10:16-17). What better way to reflect upon, manifest, and bring about our unity than to come together for the Holy Sacrifice of the Body and Blood, Soul and Divinity of Jesus Christ in the Mass.

Afterward, we made our way to the school gymnasium, where we celebrated the 7th annual multicultural fair.  An Indonesian cultural dance performance, Korean drummers from St. Paul Chung, and a Ghanaian youth dance provided entertainment while a crowd of people waited in line to experience an abundance of ethnic cuisine.  These communities could only send a small contingent of their members to this Mass and fair, since the church and gym are only large enough for so many people.  Each community had their own table showcasing photographs and descriptions of their ministries, worship, traditions, and events within the diocese.  At the multicultural fair and reception, I met in-person the clerical and lay leaders of several communities with whom I had already corresponded via email.  I have enjoyed visiting many of them already, and I look forward to visiting as many more of them as I can throughout this summer.

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Left: “SANCTA MARIA + REGINA APOSTOLORUM + ORA PRO NOBIS.” Translation: “Holy Mary, Queen of Apostles, pray for us.”  Right: “SALVE REGINA + VITA DULCEDO + ET SPES NOSTRA.” Translation: “Hail, Queen, our life, sweetness, and hope.”

Our Lady, the Mother of the Church, is truly the Queen of the Apostles, who, after Jesus ascended to the right hand of the Father, went out to the far reaches of the world to proclaim the Gospel, the Good News. Through a line of succession that stretches through the centuries down to our own bishops (for us in Arlington, Bishop Burbidge), we are united to them and thus to Christ. May His Most Blessed Mother always unite us more and more in true Christian charity.

Mary, Queen of Apostles, pray for us.

 

“This is My Body . . .”

By Daniel Rice, Seminarian

20170618_140713.jpgOn Sunday, June 18, I arrived at Queen of Apostles Catholic Church in Alexandria, finding that the preparations for the weekly afternoon Ghanaian Mass were well underway.  A representative from the Ghanaian Catholic Community introduced himself, welcomed me, and escorted me to a pew near the front of the church, casually informing me that this week’s Mass was to be a wedding!  The 2:00PM start time was delayed due to the Parish’s Corpus Christi procession, which concluded by making its way back into the Church.  As the pastor, Father Leopoldo Vives, DCJM, leading the procession, bore our Lord down the center aisle, those in the church ceased their decorating and stood in adoration of our Lord, then knelt for Benediction.  Those in the procession and the others present praised the Holy Trinity by singing Holy God.  After Father Leopoldo thanked many people, including that day’s first communicants, Father Tony Appiah, who was the principle celebrant of the Ghanaian Mass, came to assist in the rest of the preparations and invited me to serve at the Mass.

The Ghanaian Catholic Community attends Roman Rite Mass, and most of their Mass is in English.  However, several Mass parts and almost all of the music are in the language of Twi. The sound of this language, especially when sung, lends itself wonderfully to the joy of the Ghanaian people and was appropriate for the festive spirit of the occasion.  Led by the choir of a score or more members, all sang with smiles on their faces, sometimes swaying with the music, sometimes clapping, and sometimes waving white handkerchiefs.  The singing was accompanied by a pair of traditional Ghanaian drums and a lightly rattling instrument (which could be labeled a percussion instrument), which harmonized wonderfully with the African music.  There were also a modern drum kit and an electric keyboard (probably just there for the wedding), which to me did not seem to be part of the traditional Ghanaian music.  Due to the wedding ceremony, there seemed to be a bit more dancing than usual.  I noticed that Father Tony was trying to ensure that, while encouraging celebration, the people remembered that we were partaking in a sacred liturgy.  A meeting of old traditions and modern customs was also apparent in their clothing: some were robed in colorful, traditional Ghanaian garb, while those in the wedding party were in tuxedos and dresses.  Overall the Mass was beautiful, joyful, and holy, clearly engaging the hearts of all present in prayer to God.  I hope to attend another one of their Masses in the near future.

20170618_170911.jpgNot only was the glorious sanctuary of Queen of Apostles a sign of the heaven, but the wedding itself acted as a window into the heavenly realities made present in the Holy Sacrifice of the Mass.  For married people have a special relation to the life of the Trinity and to the Eucharist.  The One God is Himself a Trinity, a communion of Persons, the Father Who Begets the Son, from Whose love for each Other proceeds the Holy Spirit.  In an analogous way, a husband and wife love each other in such a way that they become united to one another and that from them comes new life.  They also symbolize the love that Christ has for His Bride, the Church (cf. Ephesians 5:21-33).  They can understand in a deep way the sacrifice Christ makes in the total gift of Himself to us as He says, “THIS IS MY BODY, WHICH WILL BE GIVEN UP FOR YOU.”

Besides being a Sunday with first communicants, the Solemnity of Corpus Christi, and a wedding, Julius and another man were commissioned as Extraordinary Ministers of Holy Communion during the Mass.  In addition, Fathers’ Day was incorporated with a blessing of the Fathers at the end of Mass.  Even with so much going on during this nearly three hour long liturgy, everyone was relaxed and joyful, praising God with voice and spirit.

 

Update: On Sunday, July 9th, I went to another Ghanaian Mass at Queen of Apostles. While this Mass was not a wedding, it was still celebratory and joyful.  Since there was not so much going on, Father Tony introduced me to the community after Mass and allowed me to say a few words.  I expressed my gratitude for being welcomed and for their joyful witness, then offered a few words about discerning God’s will in one’s life, including my go-to piece of vocational advice: whether you have already discovered your vocation or have not yet, entrust your vocation to the Blessed Virgin Mary, whose Fiat (yes, “let it be done”) was perfect and brought Jesus Christ to the world.

Mary, Ark of the Covenant, pray for us.

 

Filipino Faith, Fellowship, Food, and Foto

By Daniel Rice, Seminarian

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Saint Bernadette and Our Lady of Lourdes

This past Saturday evening, I attended the Filipino Vigil Mass for Corpus Christi (the Body of Christ) at St. Bernadette Catholic Church in Springfield, where over 100 Filipinos come to celebrate Mass every 3rd Saturday at 7:30 PM. While most of the community knows Tagalog (the principle language of the Philippines), all of them know English, the language in which I was greeted at once. After meeting several people—a few too many to remember all their names—I went to the Sacristy to prepare to serve. The previous altar servers of this Filipino Catholic Community have graduated high school and are now in college, so two young altar boys have risen to take their place and serve in God’s holy sanctuary. I gave them some pointers and helped to direct them throughout the Mass.  They seemed to look forward to the opportunity for an altar server training session, which I hope to provide for them later this summer.

Father Magat joked that this will be my most English-speaking multicultural experience in the diocese, and I expect so! All of my interactions with these immensely friendly people were in English, making it very easy to communicate with them.  Even most of the Mass was in English, all except some hymns and Mass parts (the Creed, Our Father, Sanctus, etc.), which were in Tagalog and led by a choir. I learned the meaning of only one Tagalog word, the one for “faith,” which Father spoke about in his homily—this Corpus Christi homily was so excellent that I wish I could recount it here in its entirety! Father said that when we come forward to receive the Body of Christ and say “Amen,” we are not merely saying, “I believe.” Even the demons believe that the Eucharist is the Body, Blood, Soul, and Divinity of Jesus Christ, and they cower in fear. “Amen” means, “so be it;” it means the same thing as the Tagalog word for “faith”: not only belief, but a willingness to stake my life on this truth and a determination that my life will reflect this great mystery that I receive. The saints, many of whom died to protect the Eucharist, had this faith.  Take, for example, the faith of Saints Lorenzo Ruiz and Pedro Calungsod, the first two Filipinos to be canonized.

20170617_205322.jpgAfter our minds were nourished with the Word of God, our souls and bodies were fed with heavenly delights, the Bread of Angels, Jesus Christ Himself. Once the Mass had concluded, I encountered the Filipino love for “fotos” and food, smiling for numerous pictures and joining a group of 20+ Filipinos for their post-Mass tradition: Chinese dinner at Golden Hong Kong. What a fitting end to a good evening: pleasing food, humorous story-telling, and joyful conversation.

Saints Lorenzo Ruiz and Pedro Calungsod, pray for us.

“Making Us Holy”

By Daniel Rice, Seminarian

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An Eritrean Ge’ez Rite Mass at Holy Spirit Parish

On Saturday, I attended a Mass in honor of St. Michael with the Medhanie Alem Ge’ez Rite Eritrean Catholic Community of the Diocese of Arlington, which meets at Holy Spirit Catholic Church in Annandale. This group was smaller than the usual community that attends weekly Mass on Sundays, since these Catholics were only those from a specific village in Eritrea.

I arrived at the Church early, and the first thing that struck me was the way the Eritrean people greeted one another. Their faces and smiles radiant with joy, they greeted one another as if the best of friends not seen in a long time. Each one said to the other, “Selam” (which literally means, “Peace”), and kissed him, rhythmically placing his own head next to his friend’s as if in a reverent bow. I recalled the words of St. Paul, “Greet one another with a holy kiss” (Rom 16:16; 2 Cor 13:12; cf. 1 Pet 5:14). As the time for the liturgy approached, more people came and all conversed in Tigrinya, the native Eritrean language, enjoying the reunion so much that the liturgy began almost half an hour late. I introduced myself to a few people, but felt like I had come to a foreign country on my own, not looking like or speaking like these people who know each other so well, many of them being relatives of one kind or another. A few men of the community kindly welcomed me and conversed with me in English. Nevertheless, Tigrinya made me a complete stranger; but later on, when I learned the name of the liturgy, it became a great source of encounter with Eritrean Catholic Culture.

I knew that most Eastern Catholic Rites, although they celebrate the same Holy Sacrifice as Roman Catholics, do not call their liturgy the “Mass” (after all, the name “Mass” comes from the concluding words of the Mass in Latin: “Ite, misa est,” “Go, it is sent”). A man named Shum, who graciously guided me through the entire liturgy, explained to me that in Tigrinya there is a word used for God that means, “Holy One.” The name of their liturgy is the verb form of this noun, which—although it has no direct translation—basically means, “making us holy.” Thus, the very name of their liturgy communicates the reality that we ourselves are not holy without God and that we cannot make ourselves holy; rather, He Who is all Holy and the source of all holiness makes us holy.

20170617_103103.jpgThe entire liturgy had an aura of sacredness. Most of the women, dressed in traditional Eritrean garb, had their heads veiled. Even more important and significant than the elegant beauty of these clothes was their highest purpose: reverence for Jesus Christ in the Most Holy Eucharist. The liturgy was sung in Eastern Chant, the style of which was evidence to me of Eritrea’s geographical and linguistic proximity to the Middle East. Thus, the sacred words were communicated a way that was fitting for the mystery being celebrated and that urged the heart to cry out with Christ, “Abba, Father.” At a few points in the liturgy, the women uttered high-pitched ululations, trilling with their tongues in highest praise of God. Most of the liturgy was in Ge’ez, which, like Latin, is an ancient language that used to be common, but is now only spoken within the Church. Since the second Vatican Council, the vernacular (Tigrinya) has also been inserted for a few parts of the liturgy.

20170617_141047.jpgThe liturgy lasted a few minutes less than two hours.  Father Hagos had to chant less elaborately and rush the liturgy this much because the church needed to be used for another liturgy scheduled to be after their own. (Hearing how and why they were “rushing” their liturgy made me wonder about how and why some English Masses are rushed.) The gathering afterward, however, was not rushed: four hours of eating delicious Eritrean food, talking, speeches, singing, and dancing while clapping and stepping with the music. In this way, these people, many of whom came to American to flee from war with Ethiopia, have preserved their Catholic culture and traditions. Hopefully, these traditions will continue to be passed down to their children, most of whom speak Tigrinya and English.

Many thanks to Fr. Hagos and the Eritrean Catholic Community of the Diocese of Arlington, and may God continue to bless you!

Saint Michael, pray for us.

Welcoming Seminarian Daniel Rice to the Office of Multicultural Ministries

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Mural of (top to bottom) Christ the High Priest, the virtues, several Saints, and the minor orders.  St. Turibius Chapel at the Pontifical College Josephinum.

Hello!  I am Daniel Rice, a seminarian for our Diocese of Arlington.  I entered seminary right after graduating high school, and I just finished my fourth year of seminary at the Pontifical College Josephinum in Columbus, Ohio, graduating with a Bachelor of Arts in Philosophy and having the honor of giving the valedictory address to my classmates and their families.  I have five years of seminary formation remaining, the next of which is a spiritual year at St. Charles Borromeo Seminary in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania.  During this year I will be on a technology fast, have classes on Scripture, the Catechism, Spiritual classes, etc., go on retreats, live in community, and do many other things to focus on interiority with the heart of Christ.  I was born and raised in Chantilly, Virginia, and St. Timothy’s is my beloved home parish.  I love to sing, read good books, play sports, hike, and do almost anything athletic or outdoors.

Daniel-Rice (4) mycropped.jpgThis Summer I am living at Blessed Sacrament Parish and working in the Office of Multicultural Ministries here in the diocese.  Our mission is to serve the pastoral needs of the various ethnic communities within the Diocese of Arlington (of which there are many, e.g., Hispanic, Filipino, African-American, Korean, Brazilian, Vietnamese, Ghanaian, Eritrean, Cameroonian, and Asian and Pacific Islander), to serve as a resource to newcomers, and to evangelize with communion and solidarity.  I hope to visit as many of these communities as possible during the summer, serve in whatever capacity I can, be present as a seminarian of the diocese, and obtain a greater understanding of the diocese as a whole.

Seal of Office of Multicultural Ministries.jpegAfter I visit these communities, I will be posting short entries on this blog about my experiences.  So check in occasionally and hopefully you can learn more about the diocese with me.  Also, know that all of the communities I will be visiting and the events I will attend are open to everyone!  As my work this summer begins, please join me in praying for the whole people of the Diocese of Arlington.

Mary, Queen of all Saints, pray for us.