A “guest blog” from Tom McGrath, Loyola Press’ VP for Product Development
There’s a lot more packed into the “people for others” concept of Ignatian spirituality than doing nice and thoughtful things for others. There’s a depth to the concept that conveys a commitment to interacting with others in a way that advances their best interests as full human beings.
Here’s a story that captures what I mean. I was in fifth grade and got in trouble for disrupting the class. It was more than the usual outburst I was known for—it involved organizing my classmates in dropping our big, fat history books as the clock struck a certain time. My teacher was livid and had me stay after class. When class was over I sat at my desk and he sat behind his big desk and he stared at me for a long, long time. I could tell he was seething. He was a good man who worked hard to make his class interesting and here I was doing my best to disrupt it. I felt horrible and ashamed. Finally, he spoke. “Tom,” he said. “You’re better than that.”
I was stunned. I expected punishments, notes home to my parents, being grounded for weeks. Instead he looked at me, saw me clearly, and told me I was too good a person to waste my time disrupting class instead of contributing to it. It was clear to me he wasn’t so worried about his own efforts as he was concerned about my growth as a person. He felt that way about each of his students. Years later I can still hear his voice, especially when I’m tempted to be disruptive rather than constructive: “Tom, you’re better than that.”
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Eric 04.21.09 at 8:47 am
Two Jesuit priests:
I went through the traditional four years of stay home and stay up on the hill for four years Novitiate and Juniorate in the early 1960s. Somehow I absorbed the demands of Ignatian Spirituality and my indequacies in meeting those demands, and missed the part about God loving us. During the last months of those four years, Fr. Leo Rock, S. J. (deceased), a psychologist at Santa Clara University taught me that I was loveable and that God loved me.
When I was at Mt. St. Michael’s in Spokane in the following years, Fr. Gordon Moreland, S. J., taught me how to pray, or maybe better said helped me let God teach me how to pray.
I have never absorded either of these gifts fully, but I go back to them over and over again. Though I am no longer a Jesuit, these are gifts from the Society of Jesus that keep giving.
Jinny 04.30.09 at 10:59 am
Hello,
Ugh, I liked! So clear and positively.
Thanks