{"id":5346,"date":"2023-01-25T00:05:07","date_gmt":"2023-01-24T23:05:07","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.eugenedemazenod.net\/?p=5346"},"modified":"2023-01-25T03:15:50","modified_gmt":"2023-01-25T02:15:50","slug":"5346","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.eugenedemazenod.net\/?p=5346","title":{"rendered":"RECALLING OUR FOUNDING STORY 207 YEARS LATER"},"content":{"rendered":"
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The all-important first day of community life for the Missionaries was obviously a story often repeated in all its details over the past 207 years. In his Memoires, Father Tempier, described it as: \u201cThis memorable day that I will never forget for as long as I live.\u201d<\/h3>\n

Here Eugene is writing to the novices and scholastics who were in Billens, Switzerland, to escape the dangers of the anti-religious persecution by the government of Louis Philippe. He narrates the story of the beginning of their religious family, and draws a conclusion linked with the vow of poverty and the call to simplicity.<\/h3>\n

\u2026\u00a0I celebrate the anniversary of the day, sixteen years ago, I left my mother\u2019s house to go and set up house at the Mission. Father Tempier had taken possession of it some days before… My camp-bed was placed in the small passageway which leads to the library: it was then a large room used as a bedroom for Father Tempier and for one other whose name we no longer mention amongst us. It was also our community room. One lamp was all our lighting and, when it was time for bed, it was placed in the doorway to give light to all three of us.<\/strong><\/em><\/h3>\n
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The Foundation Room today<\/p><\/div>\n

\u00a0The table that adorned our refectory was one plank laid alongside another, on top of two old barrels. We have never enjoyed the blessing of such poverty since the time we took the vow. Without question, it was a foreshadowing of the state of perfection that we now live so imperfectly. I highlight this wholly voluntary deprivation deliberately (it would have been easy to put a stop to it and to have everything that was needed brought from my mother\u2019s house) so as to draw the lesson that God in his goodness was directing us even then, and really without us having yet given it a thought, towards the evangelical counsels which we were to profess later on. It is through experiencing them that we learnt their value.<\/strong><\/em><\/h3>\n

\u00a0I assure you we lost none of our merriment; on the contrary, as this new way of life was in quite striking contrast with that we had just left, we often found ourselves having a hearty laugh over it. I owed this tribute to the memory of our first day of common life. How happy I would be to live it now with you!<\/strong><\/em><\/h3>\n

\u00a0Letter to Jean-Baptiste Mille and the novices and scholastics,
\n24 January 1831, EO VIII n.383<\/em><\/h3>\n

REFLECTION<\/strong><\/span><\/h3>\n

\u201cA dream doesn’t become reality through magic; it takes sweat, determination and hard work.” (Colin Powell)<\/h3>\n

Loving God, we thank you for the dream which you planted in the heart of Saint Eugene and his first missionary co-workers. Today, 207 years later, we are amazed at how much has been achieved through the dedication of every member of the Mazenodian Family to the poor and most abandoned. Accept our desire to continue being inspired by this dream and putting it into practice in our everyday lives<\/em><\/h3>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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