I DON’T ATTACH AS MUCH VALUE AS YOU TO ALL THE PRAISES AND APPRECIATIONS THAT ARE SHOWERED UPON YOU

We saw in the previous entry what a talented person Fr Dassy was. The result was that in his preaching and missionary work he received high praises, which he obviously enjoyed. Eugene watches over this young Oblate missionary, acknowledging the good, but also wanting him to be focused on what really counts.

My dear friend, it makes me very happy to see the good work you have embarked upon, but I don’t attach as much value as you to all the praises and appreciations that are showered upon you. It doesn’t amount to much in my estimation…

Letter to Fr. Louis Dassy, 25 April 1834, EO VIII n 479

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One Response to I DON’T ATTACH AS MUCH VALUE AS YOU TO ALL THE PRAISES AND APPRECIATIONS THAT ARE SHOWERED UPON YOU

  1. Eleanor Rabnett, Oblate Associate says:

    Frank seemingly hints where we might go with our reflection this morning as he writes: “Eugene watches over this young Oblate missionary, acknowledging the good, but also wanting him to be focused on what really counts.” This seems to lessen the bluntness of Eugene’s “It doesn’t amount to much in my estimation…”

    What are we in all of this for? We start out wanting to do good but when and how might we become side-tracked? Perhaps Eugene is simply trying to call Fr. Dassy back to refocus on what is most important in his life? I have the opportunity this morning (like most mornings) to ’run off’ on any number of different tracks – it can be so easy for me to get caught-up in any number of them. I come back to the beginning and try to ‘focus on what really counts’. It’s not about me, or what I do, or who notices it.

    Every morning in the privacy of my room I spend time in meditation. No matter the length of time – when I open my eyes they seem to focus on my copy of the CC&RR which sits atop the Oblate Prayer book. There is a ritual here as I say the ‘Morning Prayers’. Sitting next to those two books is a small slip of paper with a small hand-made crucifix atop of it. I pick up the cross and read “Our life in all its dimensions is a prayer that, in us and through us your Kingdom come.” (Constitution 32)

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