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Crunch Time

It is that time of the semester when I always start to feel a bit overwhelmed.  This last week, for instance, has been an exercise in frustration during which I have been struggling through an Augustine/Aquinas paper on the relationship between faith and reason.  I naively thought that the 8-12 page paper would be easy enough that I could get by without figuring out an overall organization/structure beforehand.  Of course, that plan has since backfired on me.  Not only has it been difficult to keep some semblance of cohesiveness and conciseness to the paper, but the last week has been absolutely packed with things to do.
 
I thought that I would finish the paper on Wednesday, but then I had all my typical classes, a discernment dinner along with Mass in the evening, and Adoration that night, so I didn't get very far - 6 pages done.  Over Thursday, I thought for sure that I would make some progress, but then I was busy keeping on top of metaphysics and calculus during the day, we had Adoration and Mass at Marian in the afternoon, then I played racquetball, did schola practice, and was left with only the late evening (when I don't seem to get anything done), and predictably didn't get anywhere - 7 pages done.  Surely, I thought, I could finish it off on Friday - not!  My day was again full of classes, and though I tried to get stuff done in the afternoon, I didn't know where exactly I was going, and then Fr. Presta, the vice-rector of Mundelein seminary, visited in the evening, and once again I didn't get anywhere - 8 pages done.  Saturday? - nope.  We had Mass, then a work session,  then ministry, then a community dinner, then a marshmallow roast (which was a blast!), and I didn't get to bed until midnight, having gotten little completed - 8.5 pages done.  Sunday? - no again.  I cantored at Mass, then hung out with some guys who had been here last year and were visiting, then I struggled through another page of the paper, then took a short nap, then had a community dinner, then had Holy Hour, then our last football game, and then I went to bed having gotten little progress made - 10 pages done.
 
Basically, I have concentrated just about every free minute of the week on one paper, and it still isn't done.  I was hoping to knock it out quickly so as to get going on my harder and longer papers due in Senior Seminar and Metaphysics, but the combination of my lack of planning and a packed week just didn't work to my favor.
 
Anyway, that is what I've been up to over the past week.  Unfortunately, the next few weeks look to be just as packed, and I'll have just as much to get done, but I guess it will all get done eventually.  Man, this post wasn't very positive was it?  Ah well, I've been having a lot of fun, reading a lot of good sources, and - you know - it's been good, just busy.  Tonight the Springfield guys have a vocation night at Eastern IL university (I think at the St. John Newman center) organized by Fr. John Titus.  It should be fun, but, again, it will cut into my time for doing schoolwork.  Gosh, I wish I wasn't so busy staying on top of school and had more time to work on the other areas of formation (or maybe just had some free time...)  Anyway, I guess I better get back on it. 

Day 5 - A week in the life of a seminarian

Today, back to the normal schedule, we had Mass at 6:45 AM.  I wore a tie because I am assigned as extra-ordinary minister of Holy Communion for the next few days.  This isn't something required or anything,  but I like to dress up on occasion and this gave me a good excuse.  We had three priests at Mass, so I didn't have to fill that role after all.  Mass today was really, really awesome.  I don't usually know why a certain Mass, or hour of the office, or rosary hits me really well, but today was one of those days.  Fr. Joe Moriarty (our vice rector) gave the homily, and he reminded me of how important Jesus' question "who do you say that I am?" is.  Think about it!  Do you act in a way that shows your answer to this question?  Of course, as St. Peter, we will often end up falling, not believing, or being overcome by fear, but was must always come back to his answer "Lord; you know that I love you" - John 21:16.  In the office of readings I also just loved the passage (link click "office of readings" and scroll down to the second reading) from St. Vincent de Paul.  Partly quoted for your benefit: 

"It is our duty to prefer the service of the poor to everything else and to offer such service as quickly as possible. If a needy person requires medicine or other help during prayer time, do whatever has to be done with peace of mind. Offer the deed to God as your prayer. Do not become upset or feel guilty because you interrupted your prayer to serve the poor. God is not neglected if you leave him for such service. One of God’s works is merely interrupted so that another can be carried out. So when you leave prayer to serve some poor person, remember that this very service is performed for God. Charity is certainly greater than any rule. Moreover, all rules must lead to charity."

This is something that I have begun to also see in Pope Francis - maybe I need to work on it a little...  Love of Christ absolutely must appear in the rest of our life through love of our fellow man.   The question of Jesus, and are affirming our belief in Him as God, must go beyond just saying that we love Jesus.  We must answer with love to Jesus, and then follow His command to St. Peter: "feed my sheep".  

I had a small breakfast (small bowl of oatmeal) because I am fasting today.  One of the guys had a birthday yesterday, so a bunch of guys are going out tonight.  Knowing that, I decided to fast instead of skipping meat today.  I figure fasting is harder than no-meat, so I'm not really slacking...  

My first class, senior seminar, was cancelled today, so I began the school day at 10:00 AM with moral issues.  We talked some more about capital punishment, and how every seemingly clear-cut issue usually can be incredibly complicated when you are actually working on it in the real world.

In psychology we again continued to look at areas where young children are cognitively developing.  We talked some more about limitations, like irreversibility (when a young kid doesn't know what operations are reversible - opening/closing a box - and not - breaking a toy), and only being able to focus on the static state of an object (they understand that the show was untied, and now it is tied, but can't remember the steps along the way), and a lack of the concept of conservation (the same amount of liquid is taller in a skinnier glass).  Basically, their ability to think logically slowly grows from ages 3 to 7 or so.  They can think about objects, but can't manipulate those concepts.

I actually got out of psychology like 20 minutes early because the professor had finished everything he wanted to, so Andrew and I went over to the library.  I chatted with some others who were hanging out there, we talked about calculus (derivatives can be complicated), literature (Chesterton is cool), and philosophy (I finally get why the motion must be simultaneous to prove God through motion).  Then we went over to the Marian "shrine" (also called the Rosary walk) and prayed the Rosary.  I always find this really peaceful, but I struggle to concentrate on the mysteries because people are walking around, or mowing, or whatever...  Anyway, because I was fasting, I skipped lunch in the cafeteria and went back to the library to work on some calculus before class.

Calculus class was complicated today.  Those problems I was struggling with before class - they were the topic of today's class.  Derivatives had been pretty easy for me (If f(x) = x+ 2x2 – 11 then f'(x) [the derivative] = 3x2 + 4x).  However, today we looked at much more complicated functions, where instead of just moving the exponent around (notice how it works: if f(x) = xn then f’(x) = nxn-1).  But, what do you do if your function is a bit more complicated?  Like: y = (x3)[(4-x2)1/2]  Here you have to use the product theorem.  This basically states that you take the x3 and the (4-x2)1/2 and call them “f” and “g” respectively, then you can find what the derivative of the entire expression by calculating: y’ = fg’ + f’g.  This means you have to find the derivatives of f and g.  f is easy: f(x) = x3, so f’(x) is 3x2.  But, it isn’t as easy for g.  To find the derivative of (4-x2)1/2, you have to use the chain rule.  This, on its own, isn’t too complicated.  You take the term, move the exponent as we saw before and then multiply the entire thing by the derivative of just the “4 – x2”.  So this looks like g(x) = (4-x2)1/2, so g’(x) = ½(4-x2)-1/2.  Thus, the derivative of the entire function, plugging in the parts that we just figured out, is: y’ = (x3)( ½(4-x2)-1/2) + (3x2)[(4-x2)1/2].  Having fun yet?  Yeah…  Now, set that expression to 0, and solve for x…

So after calculus, my classes were done for the day, so I came back to Bruté and played a few pool games with other guys.  I only managed to win one game, but it was fun either way.  After that I wandered over to my room (there didn't seem to be much else going on), and did a few things on the computer (including working on the computer - plugging in all those equations takes a while...)  At 4:15 PM, I went up the chapel where we had a Holy Hour before evening prayer.  The Holy Hour was, once again really, really fantastic.  (I love it when prayer is like that!)  I said mid-day prayer at the beginning, then the Divine Mercy Chaplet, and then I read a chapter out of the book by Venerable Bishop Fulton Sheen, The Priest is Not His Own.  I was debating on reading this book (on the priesthood) versus Forming Intentional Disciples (Wendell) on evangelization, but I eventually went with Sheen.  As it turns out, the chapter that I moved into was about evangelization - God works in mysterious ways!  Best quote (out of many really good ones): 

Our love of souls must be persistent.  We get used to reading the parable of the Good Shepherd, but do we understand that for us priests it is a spelling out of our obligation to seek the lost sheep?  Leaving a dinner, breaking an evening's entertainment, interrupting a siesta - all such efforts are summed up in being willing to leave "those ninety-nine others on the mountain-side, and go out to look for the one that is straying"  (Mt 18:12)"

After evening prayer, a bunch of us went out and played some two-touch football.   It was a lot of fun, but, as always with football, I feel like I'm not doing something right because I rarely get the ball.  I run around like crazy, wear myself out, and often get away from my defender, but I just don't seem to ever end up in an open spot.  Anyway, the teams were really well matched and we ended in a tie (5-5) after about an hour of playing.

As I mentioned at the beginning of this post, tonight we celebrated Adam's birthday by going to Macaroni Grill.  I ended up getting the lasagna - It was one of the cheaper options on the menu (always a big deciding factor in my choice), and it just sounded really good.  Let's just say that I was disappointed when it came out because it was half the size of a lot of other meals, but I had changed my mind by the end of the meal.  It turned out a lot bigger than it looked!  The evening was a lot of fun!  Right after the waiters sang "happy birthday", the guys in the kitchen (it was open to the restaurant) dumped ladle fulls of grease on the stoves.  So these "waves" of flame roared out lighting up the restaurant - maybe not the smartest thing to do, but it was pretty cool!

Alright, well I'm tired, so this post will come to an end.  Before heading to bed I caught the tail end of "The Hobbit - an unexpected journey", said night prayer, played some pool (actually almost winning!), and ate some ice cream with home-made chocolate/peanut-butter topping.  Once again, an awesome day!


Athletic Director - 1 Week In

This semester my "job" at the seminary is athletic director.  Last semester they had everybody write down their top three offices that they would like to do the next semester, and one of the ones I picked was athletic director.  Basically, my job involves coordinating sports around the seminary.  So I'm in charge of announcing when we are doing something as a seminary (there is a good bit of land around Bruté so we will play football/frisbee/soccer, just as a seminary, pretty frequently), and my job also includes organizing for inter-mural or inter-seminary sports (like the soccer tournament at St. Meinrad or inter-mural football at Marian).  Anyway, I really enjoy getting out there and playing sports with the guys, so this job (I think) will be an absolute blast; yeah, there is some organizing to be done, but I'm still really looking forward to it.  That certainly isn't what I wanted the whole post to be about, so without further ado - my first week as athletic director:

During the orientation days (Friday/Saturday last week) there was very little time to get any sports organized.  We had a pretty packed schedule on Friday  and on Saturday  when we went to the lake for the afternoon, there wasn't a good spot to get anything going.  Thus, it wasn't until last Sunday that I organized my first seminary athletic event.  Of course, with 40+ guys it is hard to come to a consensus on what sport to play (football and soccer usually are the top two choices), so I went with the obvious choice, and said we'd do both.  Sunday afternoon came, I trotted outside in my cleats and nobody was there.  I went back inside for the soccer goals and tried to find guys to come out, and nobody was around.  Great, the first athletic event has next to nobody there, and isn't any fun...  Anyway, finally about 8 guys were outside and I quickly realized that there was no way that we would have enough interest in football and soccer.  More guys were wanting to play football, so that was the game we started.  I was fine with either game, but I had promised some guys that we would get a soccer game going on Sunday, and now that wasn't happening.  Anyway, to my delight, 5 minutes later another half dozen people showed up and we had enough to play both sports after all.  The soccer game was a lot of fun!  Of course, since I hadn't been running much this summer I slowed down to a more moderate pace after about 10 minutes, but we probably ended up playing for an hour or two.  I worked up two enormous blisters on my feet (which weren't as painful as they looked).  A lot of the guys are pretty good at soccer; I can't wait for the Meinrad tournament in October, we just might be able to win it this year.  (Last year we lost in a tie-breaker shootout in the final.)  

Anyway, the second opportunity for me to act as athletic director occurred on Friday.  In years past, Friday has been the usual day for the seminarians to get together and do something athletic.  Thus, as the illustrious athletic director, it is my job to make sure everybody knew that this was happening and do my best to drum up interest.  (Thankfully, this early into the year most guys don't have a ton to do, and most are somewhat enthusiastic about getting out and doing some sports.)  The sport of choice for Friday was football (the two touch variety).  I did manage to catch a few good passes, but I have found that I am usually more effective on defense in games like football or ultimate Frisbee than offense.  I am fast enough to typically keep up with people, where I have  a decent chance to block them, but it is harder to get open on offensive because I am not particularly tall.  (Though I am happy to note that there are probably 4 people shorter than me at Bruté this year).  Actually, this game was really funny because on several different occasions the ball would be knocked out of the air by the team I was on (great defense right!) but then, somehow, it would fall into the hands of one of the players on the other team who had been knocked down in the struggle for the ball.  They had an overabundance of luck I suppose...
OK, onto yesterday's sporting event: the ultimate Frisbee tournament.  Last year, Ultimate Frisbee was a spring-semester sport (at least, that was when it was organized, not just spontaneous), but this semester I guess they are trying to do something in the fall.  Anyway, somebody set up a tournament for this past Saturday, and being the dutiful athletic director,  I was oblivious to this event until Kevin told me this past week (thanks Kevin!), I guess I have to read the Marian emails now, bummer... 

 Nevertheless, I announced it at the house-meeting on Wednesday, got a list of guys who were interested, picked two guys to be captains, and created a list of guys for each team.  I really did try to make the teams even, but I don't know how successful I was at that enterprise.  Not only did I have very little idea of who was good out of the new guys, but it is just really tough to match guys up who have similar skill levels, they are just all so different.  

Kevin, Zach, Dominic, and Andrew playing some ultimate

Anyway, skipping any further superfluous rambling, we showed up at 2 PM and Sam's team (the one that I was on) was slotted to play the first match.  There were 4 teams from different groups at Marian and 2 from Bruté.  We ended up getting an early lead, and from then on it was a pretty easy game.  We had several very good Frisbee players (both old and new), and I ran around enough to keep at least one person from the other team on their toes.  (OK, I got a few somewhat important short passes, but that was about it.)  - Win 6-1. 





Leaping catch by Matthew
After that game, the other Bruté team (Kevin's team) took the field. This game was very close throughout, with the two teams swapping the lead every minute or two.  It was a close game, and Bruté again had a lot of talent on the field, but the clock ran out in the other team's favor. - Loss 5-4.  

Kevin launches the disk around a determined defender
Game number 3 was the first Bruté team against a remaining Marian team.  Both teams had already played a game (and had a rest), so from that standpoint it was pretty even.  Also, this team was quite good, and it was a battle to the very end.  Time ran out (quickly, remember these are only 20 minute games), and it was now a next-score-wins situation.  We got the Frisbee after the other team had taken it down within maybe 10 yards of our end zone.  We quickly worked it up the field and I had the good luck to get away from my defender and catch a short pass to get the game winning score.  It was my only point of the day, but I was pretty happy with it.  I also had a diving catch in that game (But it didn't go anywhere because the Frisbee  was intercepted/blocked on my next throw.)  Anyway, that was probably our best game - it was close, but we were working together well, and everybody was giving everything he had.  Good times!  Win 6-5.
Bruté pushes down the field
The other Bruté team having been unfortunately eliminated, it was up to Sam's team to keep up the honor of the seminary.  Unfortunately, we were up against the team that had previously beaten them, plus we had just played our 2nd game, they had had a break after playing 1 game.  Nevertheless, after a 10 minute break, Bobby and the Red Rockets (our impromptu team name) stiffly took the field.  I was pretty tired, and the heat wasn't helping matters, but the rest of the team played really, really well.  We took a lead, the other team got frustrated, and scoring with only a few seconds left, we won the tournament final 5-3.  Yes!
There you have it folks, a little bit about my new position, a bit about soccer, a bit more about football, and a lot about Frisbee.  I think I will enjoy being athletic director a lot.  There is an enormous amount of talent (in all kinds of sports) at Bruté, and I am starting to find that I can be (a little bit) effective at games other than soccer.  I think basketball will still be a stretch, but, I think I just might be able to be decent at everything else.  (This is something that is sorta necessary for the athletic director...)

Thanks to Sam for the pictures, and all the other guys for all the effort that they put in - you guys did the seminary proud!  Oh, and thanks Zach for reminding me that I hadn't mentioned you on my blog yet - I remembered.