Showing posts with label Love. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Love. Show all posts

Thursday, 19 July 2018

On Apostolicam Actuositatem and Ad Gentes

                            It is incredible how rich the Church's teachings and liturgical wealth are lived from one continent to another. Although we have seven sacraments worldwide, there are administered different as we venture ourselves through the Ritual Churches or from nation to nation. I could not help but reminisce over my last year before moving to Canada when covering Vatican II's document on the Apostolate for the Lay People - Apostolicam Actuositatem.
@ former classmate. Same promotion.
~ Different generations ~
Let me put things into context; It is an all Girls College run by religious women determined to maintain high educational standards. We are the first promotion, and it is my second year before our good Lord ships me to a new land; Canada.  Sacraments are still offered in the school context along with the regular curriculum. But in the midst of the seven sacraments, there is, in Benin, this step between the Sacrament of Confirmation and the last one (Holy Orders, religious Life or Marriage) called Engagement Solennelle (Solemn Engagement). It is quite taken seriously for it for you can  call that year where the challenge to think about your vocation begins, if you had not before. For others, it is to let the Holy Spirit dig your heart and reveal to you what your apostolate is to be. Looking back, you could call Our Entry in Society. Here, it is from faith perspective, but it would not be much different from what you witnessed during the period of the Renaissance in Europe. Matter of fact, were we not learning British English as a 2nd official language. I recall it being a strenuous exercise for me. By then, I did know my vocation, but my apostolate? My life had been so enriched spiritually by then that, I did not know what to choose. See we were told, you say only one thing! So as the days got closer, one thing became clearer that all complemented each other. And Lo behold, the day came where just like the many young ladies, I stood before the assembly and with palpitations in my heart, spoke loudly in the microphone handed to me and with conviction the words that would continuously remind me that I was to be Catholic bound. And indeed as mentioned in the decree on the Apostolate of Lay People, whatever He calls us too , he will give us the grace to live out that vocation.  So the Holy Trinity, by the power of the Holy Spirit has been granting me the grace to see my life in Christ refined, making me worthy in my unworthiness to grow as co-heir of a rich kingdom, meanwhile being led to others in this same kingdom who through their testimonies fortify my faith.
@ St Bernard Parish with foundress Marie-Josette Bonneval & local sisters.
Thus, it was that I was blessed one evening in my parish to meet the co-foundress of a religious order that found home in our diocese from Brazil that same year by Msgr Alberto Taveira, and among the parishes that welcomed them, our shepherd did open to them the doors;The Seeds of the Word  from the Portuguese Sementes do Verbo. Not only among the orders we had welcomed that year, I confess I had been intrigued by them, but my holy curiosity began to be fed when it was slowly taken to their roots. Yes, this lay woman by whose side I have the privilege to stand in this photo started this community in Europe. If someone would have ever told her so, she would not have believed it. Upon an ill caught by her husband, co-founder and now Deacon Georges Bonneval of the same community, she promised our Lord that if He was to heal him, she would consecrate her life to him. Lo behold, our sweet Lord Jesus loves such deals, so at the surprise of the doctors in the early stage of their married life, the miraculous healing came to pass.  Their apostolate went beyond the parish apostolates (often referred to as ministries as clarified in Apostolicam Actuositatem. As their community grew, she narrated to me how they were invited to start a community in Brazil by one of the Monsignor. Today, they've planted their seeds not just in Europe, in the Americas (Canada, Brazil), but the door has now opened for them in Africa through Cameroon. As reminded to us by Father John Trigilio in regards to Apostolicam Actuositatem, par 7 that "the whole goal of the laity is to sanctify the world", thus through this apostolate they have, and today the Seeds of the Word Community has religious women, priests, lay people. It offers lay people the opportunity to take a Sabbatical Year based on three pillars; a season of formation, a season to practice living out St Benedict Rule of Ora et Labora, and a season for vocation discernment. 
Through their apostolate, they've become a  light to the nations reflected for the greater glory of the Heavenly Father the decree on the Church's missionary activity (Ad Gentes). During that same visit, in our exchanges, I also learned that she was among those who laid hand on the deceased Jean Pliya, 


one of the pillars and leading faces of the Catholic Charismatic Movement in Benin. This was a man who was a professor, wrote on countless subjects, was on the point to retire when the Lord called him forth and busied him further. For a Catholic Layman, he was a zealous predicator of the Holy Spirit who took the Good News to all continents. He did start any order, but meanwhile wearing additional hats to those cited (husband, writer, father), he paved the way not just by living out that call of Vatican II in Ad Gentes to be missionary by offering Christ by the power of the Holy Spirit, but He formed the next generation of Charismatic Leaders in Benin. Among them were my mother, now Dr. Kossou Leocadie, a biker working at the Ministry of Finances, who wanting nothing to do with the gifts of the Holy Spirit initially was swept away by His power and the patience of this Holy Man who saw much more in her than a government worker. Over the years, she was seen releasing the Chaplet of Love with the imprimatur (approval) of Msgr Blais in Quebec, Canada;  one that distributed to nations in these four continents so far (Americas, Europe, Asia and Africa).

 By then, I was witnessing how the Catholic Missionary world in Christ by the power of the Holy Spirit  was getting smaller as I stood before foundress Bonneval, bringing not clergy, or religious but lay people from one continent to the other together. It was another experience of Christ's actions two thousand years ago going from town to town to pick disciples and apostles. Here, He was moving from nation to nation, continent to continent.

Fanny Magnificat, MZRB.    
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Thursday, 2 January 2014

Enthroned Forever

Enthroned Forever

Abba Father
         all things belong to you
Abba Father
         Creation breathes your Majesty

Adoring you is our duty
You are King enthroned forever

Father God
          Who are we human beings?
Father God
          Why do you spare a thought for us?

We are wretched souls
You are King enthroned forever

Heavenly Father
         The Heavens points to your love
Heavenly Father
          My Brethren reflect your image

we your beloved created at your image
You are King enthroned forever

Lord of all Lords
          No mind can fathom the depths of your love
Lord of all Lords
         United to you our hearts explode your compassion

No measure to your heart
You are King enthroned forever


                         ©FannyMagnificat

Tuesday, 13 August 2013

110 Days - 123 Poems - 16 Weeks (Poem 77)

Dear Readers,

tonight poem's is inspired by the power of a foreign language on us.

To continuously hear someone speak a language that you do not understand.

Or at times you know what it means but you are not able to speak it.

Such is the power of the mass in itself; no matter where you go in the world

you can comprehend what the mass is about; you will simply not be able

to speak it in that language until you have mastered. Your mind learns silence

as your soul begins to express itself more...

Countdown: 110 Days  -123 Poems - 16 Weeks

Saturday, 3 August 2013

120 Days - 138 Poems - 18 Posts (Poem 62)

Dear Readers,

today I was inspired by a talk I had an opportunity to hear, and from all the things that were said and done, one thing stayed with me, and tonight's poem is about that one thing.

If God the Father who see us all as His children had to tell you something. What do you think  or know that He will say about you as to how much you matter to Him? 

Write the answer down - Read it again. Say it loudly. Tape it on a wall. Save it in your phone, your computer because on dry days, on days you can no longer, these words will become your water, the holy water that will keep you going again and again against all odds.

To someone, we are precious more precious than we can ever imagine or think. The speaker well known Michael Chiasson added these amazing words: 'God does not need you. God wants you. He wishes to Upgrade. Will you let Him?'

On Friday, I told you all I had a phenomenal day; See I rarely brag about thing, I usually observe and go on... But that early afternoon, I was actually bragging to someone about how I believe that I matter to God, but then I realise that at first what I thought was a joke that I was cracking was not a joke for Him, through a series of events since that day, He, my Heavenly Father, affirmed that I do matter to Him in ways I had never experienced before. At first it happened in front of those I was boasting in Him within ten minutes of my speaking. He showed in concrete ways where all of us could say that this is a doing of the Lord that I do matter to HimHe has not stopped since then to confirm - Yes Child, you are a Beloved one of mine. You are also a Beloved One of Him...

So I ask you again - what would He say about you?

Countdown: 120 - 138 - 18

Sunday, 21 July 2013

Poem 39: Eukaristos (Weekly Post #4)


        Eukaristos

        I am grateful
Eukaristos, Thanksgiving
    The source of life

     Your Body, Blood
 We eat to Live forever
      All consecrated

       What a gift to us
Humbled to die. Humble me.
    The Eucharist, Love.



©Fanny Magnificat born Fanny L. Tamegnon - is also the author of the book True Amazone. For more poetry from her, click on the title or visit Chapters, B&N, Kalahari, amazon, etc...
 




Monday, 15 July 2013

Poem 31: The Body of Christ (Weekly Post #3)


       The Body of Christ
Humbled to death He is Lord
     Distant lands Oneness

(This is a Haiku poem to speak of the body of Christ. This is the poem
picked on Sunday, July 14, 2013 by who I approached to select a number.)

@2013 by Fanny Magnificat

Sunday, 7 July 2013

147 Days - 171 Poems - 22 Poems Posts

Hello Readers,

Today's poem is inspired by today's gospel reading in Luke, and the beauty that
we have Sundays as Christians for our families to deepen our bonding.

Today's poem is inspired by our Spiritual Father in the Lord; Pope Francis.

Today's poem is inspired by a couple that was blessed at Church today as they
were celebrating their 40th wedding anniversary; As they renewed their vows,

I witness something I had never seen in my life before, tears were rolling down
the eyes of the HUSBAND...


Today's poem is a long poem...

Countdown: 147 Days - 171 Poems - 22 more poems to post :-)