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Daily Mass – Living the Dream!

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My wife and I have been attending daily mass ever since we moved to Zanesville Ohio (a few months ago). Before we were married, we lived close to each other at the Newman center at Bowling Green State University and attended mass frequently also.

Since we arrived here, we made daily mass a priority with the idea in mind that this daily sacrifice and prayer would be a healthy routine to establish. This was made easier in that we found a pleasant daily-mass-going community, greater liturgy and homilies by the Dominican friars (St. Thomas Aquinas Parish), and the church is not far away and easy to get to over lunch hour.

While I generally enjoy daily mass, I have tended to regard it as just another spiritual practice. Not that I didn’t appreciate the eucharist, the source and summit of the faith (and all that) but going every day never seemed that special.

In prayer at mass today, I decided that I will now make daily mass one of my highest priorities.

Here’s the thing: Why do I work? Why do I save my money? What are we working towards?

Well, at least in theory, personal holiness is my first priority as well as the spiritual health of my family. Thus my working/saving/supporting must be to try to provide the kind of life that will help my family to become holy.

It occurred to me today that daily mass is the kind of thing one pencils into one’s hypothetical perfect schedule. You know, the “If I had a million dollars I would…” kind of hypothetical. When a devout catholic does this, “being able to go to daily mass” is usually on the list. It’s just obvious!

And yet, I’m always tempted to think of mass as “just another nice spiritual practice”, rather than the source and summit of my relationship with God in His Church. I would list mass as part of the perfect schedule, and yet how often do I find myself getting weary of it?

I guess what really hit me today was that if I am given a good job, money enough for the gas, and a great Catholic church nearby and I am NOT seeing daily mass as a no-brainer, then I need to think about what the goals and priorities in my life really are.

There are many things we have to save our money for – house, cars, our children’s education, etc. But we have already been given the means to take our family to mass every day, and if holiness is indeed our first priority, how could we not take the opportunity?

My wife and I are saving our money, working hard, preparing to give our family the best life possible, but part of that “best life” is already ours for free – a daily celebration of God’s love. A daily communion with the God of the universe and His body the Church. Daily readings from His holy words. A daily sacrament of cosmic life-changing power.

With this in mind, its not that we are required to go to mass everyday, but why wouldn’t we?

It is a great undeserved privelege which we will be appreciating more in the future.We really are living the dream!

Your brother in Truth,

JM

Catholicism, Culture, Me

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Welcome to my blog!

My name is JonMarc Grodi. I am in my early twenties, recently married, very Catholic, have a bachelor’s degree in Philosophy, am a web-designer by trade, have dipped my toes in campus ministry, and am interested in getting into speaking and writing about Catholicism and culture.

I love Jesus Christ. Since my initial adult conversion, I have been on the long hard road of detaching from sin and turning to God. This road is at the center of my life. Although I am a timid traveler and the progress is slow, everything I do, everywhere I go, every relationship I make (or break) is such in light of eternity.

The question I am most concerned with is in how I am to live. First, how am I to live my life true to my God and in light of eternity? But more practically, how am I to do this in the culture and time I have been given? Furthermore, since I am called to love and care for my neighbor, how am I to help heal my culture?

In a healthy society, literature, poetry, morality, history, science, technology, politics, and all the other cultural pursuits raise mens eyes to god and move him out of himself. They raise and respect man’s dignity. Ours is a culture that is quickly turning in on itself, quickly reducing man to the lowest common denominator rather than raising him to the heights.

It can be discouraging, to be sure. But it is also exciting. In the face of sin, corruption, discouragement, and widespread confusion and cynicism, there spring up all the more opportunities for grace.

My heroes are the writers who took up arms at the beginning of the present darkness – Chesterton, Lewis, Tolkien, Bellock, Percy, O’Connor, and the like. They saw modernism and all its philosophies and psychologies and sociologies on the way, and beautifully, patiently, and courageously asserted the simple truths that our “sophisticated society” is quickly and actively forgetting.

As truth is deconstructed into subjectivity, morality explained away as feelings, good and evil psychoanalyzed into confusion, personhood ever narrowed by the more powerful to dis-include the less powerful, and an uncaused cause we call “God” replaced by an uncaused “bang” that needs no explanation, to quote George Orwell: “We have now sunk to a depth at which restatement of the obvious is the first duty of intelligent men”.

While I cannot count myself among intelligent men, I am their pupil. I read, I listen, I test, I pray, and I do some more listening.

I am a lover of truth and I seek it in the trenches: a normal professional, husband, and someday soon a father.

In this blog I share my experiences of seeking God always and living the faith in, but not of, the world. I am concerned with my culture – especially at the prospect of raising children in therein. But I am hopeful, for in a culture of death, life shines most brightly. As lies become wholesale, Truth becomes premium. As rebellion becomes the norm, a return to forgotten truths becomes the only real way to rock the boat. As noise fills every moment of the day, silence becomes the loudest and most attractive sound.

Thanks for reading. Ad majorem Dei Gloriam.

Your Brother in Light,

JonMarc Grodi

Feelings vs Action #1

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The relationship between feeling and action is interesting in how consistently it is confused today. And not simply confused, but completely flip flopped at almost every turn.

Feelings are seen as the cause of action. When I feel “good”, I am able to be kind. When I am in a “bad mood”, then rudeness and unkindness cannot be helped.

While this is certainly consistant with modern worldviews in which human beings really are just complex machines with the mere illusion of free will, it is a grave error in understanding feelings and action.

Take love, in the modern mind, as an example of the collosal but consistant misplacement of the involvement of feelings and action.

Love is consistantly seen as a feeling that leads to good actions. When two people “fall in love” they do loving things like buy gifts, make sacrifices, and get married. However, they really can’t be expected to keep “doing” these things when the fall out of love, can they?

Like the old song “I’ve lost that loving feeling”, the “feeling” of love is sought for with good intentions. The good feeling is sought so that through the feeling, the good actions might be made possible. When the good feelings are absent, we mourn our inability to do good, and continue to seek the return of good feelings.

In my own relationships, my own marriage, how often do I find myself thinking “ I wish I could get out of this bad mood so that I could just be kind/work hard/speak up/ etc,” you can fill in the blank.

And so with this relationship between feelings and actions in mind, we often feel trapped. We certainly want to do good, to excell, to work hard, to grow, to be kind, to make sacrifices, but we lack the feeling. Without feeling hard-working, how can we expect to work hard? Without feeling sacrificial, how am I to make sacrifices? Without feeling kind, warm, and loving, how am I to act kind, warm, and loving? And so we seek the feeling in hopes that we may unlock the ability to act.

However, to again take love as the example, where do feeling and action really fit in to love? At its core, love is primarily the action. Regardless of how readily it is identified and associated with loving feelings, at its core, love is the action. Love is the action of willing the good of the other. Through one’s own will, the good of the other is strove for.

Oftentimes, willing is indeed accompanied by good feelings, but at its core is the action. The act of love is also much more important for our consideration because it is the part we can control. We can’t cause ourselves to “feel” a certain way. Feelings and emotions are not a muscle that we can flex. Our will, however, is.

We can take this further though. It is not simply the case that feelings have been focused on and actions ignored. As I said before, the two have been flip-flopped and their relationship reversed.

We see feelings and emotions as the cause or catalyst of our actions. Not only is this not true ( we are the cause of our actions) but it is actually the opposite.

What we discover is that when we actively begin to love, the feelings of love are cultivated. Conversely, often when we are feeling selfish or unkind, it is because at some level of our being we are acting selfish or unkind.

Our hearts are like horses (bear with me). Plato once used the metaphor of a chariot to illustrate the soul, and in the metaphor the feeling/emotive/passionate parts of the soul were represented by the horses, while the will was represented by the charioteer.

Horses and hearts are both fickle – the look around, they wander, they stop to eat the dandelions. Sometimes they are looking in the same direction you are, and then it seems that getting there is very easy. But it becomes very hard when I want to get from point A to point B, when there is so much delicious grass at point A.

I do not want to belabor the horse metaphor, but I may be forced to because of how well it works out.

The horse, like the heart, needs to be trained. When the horse is distracted and untrained, its very hard for the rider to get anywhere quickly. However, when the horse is trained and the two begin to work together in unison, what is the result? There is something truly glorious, even epic and poetic about the harmony between a rider and his horse – they work together, the ride in unison, the ride as one unit, the fly with the wind.

When the heart is distracted and untrained, the will has to push hard to perform acts of love and sacrifice. However, when the will pushes through anyway, what happens? The heart begins to follow. Real passion only comes through work. It comes out in the things we have strove for, fought for, disciplined ourselves for, sacrificed for.

All this has been a little rambling, I know. But seriously though, how often do we find ourselves trapped in the modern reversal of feeling and action? How often do we feel trapped by our emotions? Our emotions of sadness, depression, grumpiness, anxiety, and the list goes on. These have become greater and greater problems for citizens of the modern world because they are told, however subtly, that emotion precedes action. One can’t love, if one doesn’t feel “in love”. With this in mind, bad emotions become an imaginary cage that people are convinced is inescapable.

But if one always waits to “feel right” before “acting right”, it will be as a rider who lets the horse lead him. Sure, he may go the right way some of the time – but much of the time he won’t get anywhere at all.

For a few weeks my daily personal challenge has been to reflect on “action” every time I am “feeling bad”. What I have discovered is that whenever I am feeling grumpy, it is usually because I have been acting lazy, selfish, and inward. The days it is hardest to focus on work, are the days where in my mind I have been procrastinating, stalling, or otherwise slacking off.

And of course, there are certainly times when bad emotions seem to pop out of nowhere, if I muster the will to act rightly in spite of these emotions, do you know what happens? Horse and rider become one, once again.

Ok, now I’m really done. Thanks for reading,

In Christ,

JM