FAILURE IS NOT FATAL: IT IS THE COURAGE TO CONTINUE THAT COUNTS
Ordination of Brother Richard Moloney in my chapel. I ordained him sub-deacon and will ordain him deacon at Sitientes and priest on Easter Monday. He is one of the three who is destined for the Buffalo mission.
Diary 22 February 1850, EO XXII.
The first three Oblates sent to Buffalo were 25 years old and had just finished their studies and been ordained. Pierre Amisse was the superior, accompanied by Richard Moloney and Francois Xavier Pourrat. On arrival they were unable to take over the church promised them because the pastor refused to leave. They were discouraged and also realized that they needed to become more proficient in English if they were to cope. After 15 days the trio of youngsters left and went to Montreal. It would take another year before a more permanent community of Oblates arrived – and from then on, the Oblates were to remain in Buffalo until today.
REFLECTION
“Success is not final, failure is not fatal: it is the courage to continue that counts.” (Winston Churchill.)
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Just as our first attempts as toddlers to stand don’t work out, neither did some of Eugene’s first attempts at sending his sons to other lands. He learned from them what was necessary for them to succeed. Just as we are able to learn from many of our first attempts as sons and daughters of Eugene and as God’s children learn. The courage we we receive from God is what helps us. I cannot help but think of Jesus on the cross: he did not fail but was resurrected. (There is a small part of me that wants to laugh as I realise that I have and am looking not just at Eugene, but Jesus himself as my model; I never expected this.). Our joy is to be found in how we are always in the processing of becoming who God has created us to be.
My beloved sister has dementia that has robbed her from being able to recognize people or being able to understand technology. I tried a zoom meeting with her but that did not work out. I did notice though, that each time I told her how much I loved her she would put her face close to the tablet and stare intently at it as if to figure out how my voice was coming from it. I also saw how her fear would rise because she could not figure it out and she became angry and anxious again. My beloved sister… I am not about to give up on you or myself.
We recognize that it is not only our need to be able to love others, but their need to be loved. God never measures, and what we might call a failure, God seems to look only at how hard we are trying and then fills us with hope and courage in our becoming who God has created us to be.
Eugene and his sons and daughters do not give up, our Charismatic Oblate Family does not give up, in fact they offer their entire lives and so are given the courage to walk in the footsteps of Jesus and St. Eugene de Mazenod. This courage which God offers to us is one more mark of love…