Dai­ly Reflec­tion
July 1, 2019

Monday of the Thir­teenth week in Ordi­nary Time
Lectionary: 377
Nan­cy Shirley

Today’s first read­ing focus­es on jus­tice and find­ing the right­eous among the evils of the world.  We see that the Lord is will­ing to lis­ten­ing to Abra­ham and seek the good that was still in Sodom and Gomor­rah.  We know the rest of the sto­ry that Lot and his daugh­ters were saved.  As you are aware, as I write this reflect, I write it from my own reflec­tion and expe­ri­ences.  So I was most pleased to know that amid the evil there is good, so rather than con­cen­trate on the evil, I choose to focus on the good that is still so abun­dant in this world.

Since I’m writ­ing this from the Domini­can Repub­lic (DR) sur­round­ed by stu­dents and pro­fes­sion­als who are focused on our mis­sion here – cul­tur­al immer­sion, spir­i­tu­al growth, and ser­vice, I was delight­ed that today com­mem­o­rates Saint Junipero Ser­ro.  Also known as the apos­tle of Cal­i­for­nia, Saint Junipero Ser­ra, a Fran­cis­can fri­ar, found­ed a mis­sion on the Baja and the first nine of the 21 Span­ish mis­sions in Cal­i­for­nia.  My heart is filled with reflec­tions on all my expe­ri­ences with ILAC (Insti­tute for Latin Amer­i­can Con­cern).  Since my first trip here in 1985, I have been cap­ti­vat­ed with the pro­gram and the expe­ri­ence it pro­vides.  Cer­tain­ly the cam­pos (rur­al vil­lages in the DR) ben­e­fit from the den­tal, med­ical, and oth­er health care pro­vid­ed.  But clear­ly the most sig­nif­i­cant ben­e­fit is the trans­for­ma­tion for all involved – the stu­dents, the pro­fes­sion­als, the cam­posi­nos.  We are touched in ways we nev­er expect­ed and, as is not­ed dur­ing the stu­dent ori­en­ta­tion, when they leave, they are not the same peo­ple they were when they arrived. Hearts are bro­ken …  bro­ken open to expe­ri­ence con­nec­tions that tran­scend lan­guage and cul­ture. Sac­ri­fices are made – five weeks away from home is not easy, liv­ing in a total­ly dif­fer­ent envi­ron­ment, although quite an adven­ture, can be chal­leng­ing and speak­ing in a lan­guage that is not your native lan­guage is exhaust­ing.   Yet, we all said, “sign me up!” Events con­tin­ue on with­out us, Fourth of July, vaca­tions, and birth­days. I’ve missed being with my adult son’s on his birth­day for the last six years.  He jok­ing­ly says he now cel­e­brates his Cumpleanos instead of his birth­day! But I believe he along with the rest of my fam­i­ly under­stand the impor­tance of this year­ly jour­ney.  I par­tic­i­pat­ed only twice while my chil­dren were young and I remem­ber a rel­a­tive crit­i­ciz­ing my being away from my chil­dren for 2-3 weeks to be here.  A young Jesuit in for­ma­tion accom­pa­ny­ing us helped me to put it all in per­spec­tive.  He count­ed the accu­sa­tion of neglect with the idea that what bet­ter wit­ness could I show to my chil­dren.…  I took great com­fort in the thought.

Ear­li­er this week a col­league sent a quote for our Mon­day morn­ing reflec­tion – it was from The Prophet by Khalil Gibran.

In the sweet­ness of friend­ship let there be laugh­ter, and the shar­ing of plea­sures.           
For in the dew of lit­tle things, the heart finds its morn­ing and is refreshed.

It was a won­der­ful reminder of all the times my heart has found its morn­ing – with chil­dren and grand­chil­dren, with my hus­band, with my stu­dents, with the cam­posi­nos, with the flow­ers in my gar­den and so many oth­ers too numer­ous to count.  I am blessed that my heart has been bro­ken open and every day is a new morn­ing and a gift to be cher­ished, a new jour­ney to be explored …

A song link  … music does help to break open my heart… Matthew West chal­lenges us to Do Some­thing

Nan­cy Shirley

Retired Asso­ciate Pro­fes­sor of Nursing

I returned to Creighton in Decem­ber 2003 hav­ing pre­vi­ous­ly taught at Creighton from 1980-1989 and involved in many cam­pus activ­i­ties includ­ing ILAC and CEC House. Since return­ing, assumed Fac­ul­ty and Admin­is­tra­tive roles on both Oma­ha and Phoenix cam­pus pri­or to retire­ment August 2022. Served as the Nurs­ing Direc­tor for ILAC from 2013 – 2021 and as a reservist in the Army Nurse Corps for 23 years.

I am a grate­ful child of God, wife, moth­er, nana, and retired nurs­ing pro­fes­sor. My hus­band and I met at church and have walked this extra­or­di­nary jour­ney togeth­er expe­ri­enc­ing CEC in 2004 and grow­ing more com­mit­ted to our beliefs. In addi­tion to my hus­band, I am blessed with a won­der­ful daugh­ter and son, who in turn are blessed with won­der­ful part­ners.  My son’s four chil­dren bring us all end­less joy and delight. My daughter’s daugh­ter (our youngest grand­child in Phoenix) has been a true gift beyond descrip­tion. In ear­ly 2023, I became a Great-grand­ma!! I am now retired fac­ul­ty at Creighton hav­ing taught nurs­ing here from 1980-1989 and returned “home” in 2003 to teach nurs­ing at all lev­els and to admin­is­ter the under­grad­u­ate pro­gram on both cam­pus­es until 2022. My mantra has been My life is God’s gift to me; what I do with my life is my gift to God!!

Now in retire­ment, I appre­ci­ate more and more all the ways that I find God in my life espe­cial­ly through my fam­i­ly and gar­den and through music and song.  I find lis­ten­ing to Chris­t­ian music dai­ly in the car keeps the right mes­sage in my head.  It is, indeed, a bless­ing to be part of this min­istry.  Writ­ing reflec­tions is an oppor­tu­ni­ty to pon­der the read­ings deeply in my heart and to share those mus­ings and some music that fur­ther touch­es my soul.  I am a recip­i­ent of God’s grace with each one I write.