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Today, however, I would like to highlight a lay person, in danger of being forgotten, whom I consider as one of the “patron saints” of our lay Charismatic Family members.
Imagine having to face rebel soldiers with guns who are offering us continued life if we deny not only God but also the friends with whom we are standing. Do we have the love of God and our friends to stay with them, or do we silently slip away from them in order get out of the line of fire? Playing it safe.
To deny love or to accept certain violence death – in places unknown, unnoticed…
Blessed Paul Kyooj spoke simple yet eloquent words to describe life with the Beloved. He did not describe wealth or entitlement, or how to be a God. He loved and that was more than enough for him. His words were full of truth and most importantly how he lived in joy.
Perhaps some of us might have secret dreams of dying in order to protect and accompany others we have been sent to love… In our dreams it is not about the “death and dying”, but rather about the loving and the living.
Blessed Paul Kyooj was a truly a member of the Oblate Charismatic Family.
There are many ways that we too die out of love for others. We let go of a particular way of being in order to serve those whom we have been sent to serve and accompany.
I imagine that each of us could and do offer ourselves to God in obedience and dedicate ourselves to all of God’s people in unselfish love. We might not appear to be doing much, but we have begun to die to ourselves as we step up as sons and daughters of St. Eugene de Mazenod. We notice the joy of the others we meet and want to join with them in community, as pilgrims of hope in communion.