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Catholics rally to support Flint

The FAITH in Flint initiative, which was launched by the Diocese of Lansing to support the parishes, schools and ministries that serve the poor in Flint, is gaining momentum. Since its launch at the end of May, the initiative has generated thousands of dollars and hundreds of volunteer service hours. FAITH in Flint proves that people throughout the diocese wish to help their brothers and sisters in need. 

A good priest, a servant priest

When a young man is ordained, he has no idea about what lies ahead of him. But then the same is true for newly marrieds, for graduates and for those starting new careers or businesses. So it is not what lies ahead of a newly ordained priest that really matters, it is how he enters into what will come. More accurately, it’s what he brings with him – not just knowledge but, more importantly, people skills.

It's time we rally

When you drive along the brick pavement of Flint’s Saginaw Street, you may be left with the impression that this city’s problems are in the rearview mirror. New restaurants and a new farmers’ market are evidence of the investment by those who love their city.

However, in Flint, 62% of children still live in poverty. Half of the city’s working-age adults have not worked in the past year.  

Visiting the sick

Young people are a special gift to the elderly, especially to those living alone in their homes or in retirement homes. Senior citizens who live in retirement homes may be lonely, even though they live among others. Some of them suffer from an emotional “sickness” wherein they may be tired of all the challenges in their lives. Visitors, especially young people, can help alleviate this “sickness.” Visitors of all ages can give senior citizens a precious gift – the gift of your time and your interest in them. 

Where is home?

It happened a number of years ago at Easter-time, before I had entered seminary. As the evening of dinner and visiting with family began to draw to its close, I said, “I think I’ll go home now,” intending to return to my apartment in Ypsilanti. My mother, looking pained and somewhat indignant said, “This is your home,” meaning my parents’ home in Saginaw. Oops. 

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