Not that well known outside the Jesuits, the Brothers (non–ordained Jesuits) have made a profound impression upon me [and all the other Jesuits I know.] As a novice, I learned as much about a holy life from Bro. Tony McSherra, our cook, as from anyone. Bro. Larry MacNamee showed me how it was possible to be always kind and gracious and Bro. Ned Maher, who joined the Jesuits after his wife died, was a huge help. Occasionally, when things were rough, I’d get back from some conference or other and discover a candy bar at my door. It was Ned’s way of telling you he understood and that he cared.
Later, in France, Frere Jean Bourse was the epitome of graciousness. I would love to be half the man and half the Jesuit he was. In Japan, I met and quickly came to fervently admire Bro. Yamashita. Each of us, I fear, carries “baggage.” Bro. Yamashita’s baggage was, apparently, weightless. He spread joy everywhere he went.
Here in Chicago, I get to see the great practical love and care that Bro. John Moriconi shows to those who turn to him for help, (myself included.) [He is a reader of this blog and will, I hope, be suitably embarrassed!]
Who, with whom you live and/or work, evokes gratitude from you?