“This is what God asks of you, only this – to act justly, to love tenderly, and to walk humbly with your God.” Micah 6:8
| Bethany College Opening Mass Celebration |
During Years 11 and 12, I was disciplined and focused on my studies. Like I said in a previous post, despite certain narcissistic “relations” trying to bring me down throughout my whole childhood, I succeeded in the things I had control over. I had control over my grades. I was a high achiever.
During my senior high school years, and earlier, I had reflected a lot on what I wanted to have and to achieve in my life. I had dreams - nothing that would be considered unachievable or unattainable. Or so I thought.
I didn’t have it all figured out yet (who does at 17-18 years old?). But I generally had a good idea about what I wanted in my life.
What were my dreams, at this time, as I stood at the door I would soon open, to my future life after high school?
Lately I’ve been reflecting on what my goals were when I successfully finished high school - which of these goals were achieved (before evil befell on my life once more), and which were not, and why.
It’s too emotionally overwhelming to reflect and write about all of these in one post, especially in light of the fact that I’m still fighting unjust battles I should never have been forced to fight. I’ll reflect on them, one by one, in subsequent posts.
I’ve been pleading with God to finally bring these battles to an end, for good to finally triumph, for peace to be restored once more, and that my contribution to our society will save lives beyond just mine.
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Bethany College was formed by the merger of two schools: St. Joseph’s and my high school, St. Mary’s. Many students remember the parish priest at Rockdale, Fr. Frank Bendeich, who also became school chaplain at Bethany College. Some of my friends have shared stories and photos with me, as parishioners of the Catholic Church at Rockdale. We need more down to earth, approachable bishops like Bishop Cremin, and we need more approachable priests like the late Fr. Frank, now more than ever.
Fr. Frank would say (verbatim), “Women are leaders, not just breeders.” He was a true leader, supportive of future leaders and supportive of gender equity.
It’s not surprising that the following was written in an obituary in the St. George and Sutherland Shire Leader newspaper:
“He regretted the fact that priests had become overburdened by administrative duties.
Father Bendeich hoped women would get to play an increasingly bigger role in the church.”
Leadership is not about job descriptions, fancy titles or post-nominals. Authentic leadership is so much more than that.
I’ve already written posts on this topic. See http://mystory-myvoice.blogspot.com/2025/08/my-personal-story-part-7-st-marys-star.html and http://mystory-myvoice.blogspot.com/2024/07/when-we-are-born.html.
I do wonder what priests like the late Fr. Frank would say, if he knew of the persecution I’m suffering at the hands of “leaders” in Catholic Church institutions, for no reason other than my having applied the Catholic Identity, Mission, Ethos, Values and Social Justice principles, in my own workplace, my university community, since August 2001.
I was taught well in my Catholic high school experience. It was a good experience, with good staff who inspired us to take our skills, knowledge and values into our future endeavours and for the greater good of the wider community.
So why would the Catholic Church in Australia allow this to happen? Why would they teach you the way of Christ, His teachings and example, and then strip everything you worked honourably for; strip everything from you and mock you, like they did to Jesus before they crucified Him?
My hope lies in the Resurrection. That is where I place my trust in Jesus. That is the victory of good trampling evil.
But I’m tired.
It’s been a very lonely fight for truth and social justice. Even God said, at Creation, it is not right for man (or woman) to be alone.
We are made for community. We are made for family.
We are not meant to be alone.
The Catholic church next to my high school is St. Michael’s. Today is Michaelmas, and the Feast of the Holy Archangels. The parish church celebrates.
Every time I drive toward St. Michael’s church next to my high school, I can see the beautiful Divine Mercy image, of Jesus taking the first step toward us, blessing us, with the words He told St. Faustina to include: Jesus I Trust in You.
Every time I drive past the church and see this image, I humbly say a little prayer, “Lord have mercy on us and on the whole world. Jesus, I Trust in You.”
Throughout this entire battle, I’ve also prayed the prayer of St. Michael the Archangel, written by Pope Leo XIII:
St. Michael the Archangel,defend us in battle.
Be our defense against the wickedness and snares of the devil.
May God rebuke him, we humbly pray,
and do thou,
O Prince of the heavenly hosts,
by the power of God,
thrust into hell Satan,
and all the evil spirits,
who prowl about the world
seeking the ruin of souls. Amen.

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