Articles by Archbishop Timothy Dolan
Putting our souls on the scale
Aug 4, 2011 / 00:00 amNone of you will be surprised to hear me admit that I have a problem with my weight.I actually have a Ph.D. in dieting. On and off for the last 40 years I’ve tried and tried. It’s not about looking better, since I’m never going to be on the cover of Gentleman’s Quarterly. It’s about taking good care of the life, the health, the body God gave me. It’s about using food the way God wants us to, by not abusing it. It’s actually about the biblical virtue of stewardship, taking good care of the gifts that the Lord has given us—in this case, my body and my health—so as better to serve Him and others.The only two times I’ve ever been successful in dropping pounds, and thus improving my health, is when I’ve both asked God’s help, and the assistance of a professional dietician.The dietician is so, so, helpful. So, each week I check-in: we review the food I’ve eaten—since part of the regimen is to keep track of it—she provides me with some enlightening instruction on nutrition, she offers some gentle correction on where I may have wandered, and, then, of course, I step on the scale. When I’ve lost a pound or so the last week, she offers encouragement. When—as happened last week, after my return from some vacation splurging!—I’ve put on a few, she offers encouragement, reminding me that this is really a lifelong journey, a healthy way of life, and that, thus, there will be ups and downs.It works! I admit I can’t do it without God’s grace and without a consistent check-in with my dietician.This week’s article is not about weight loss, folks.Believe it or not, it’s about confession!Because, see, what the regular visit to the dietician does for my physical health, a regular visit to the sacrament of penance does for my spiritual well-being.So, regularly, I see my confessor. I’ve kept track of my sins, through an examination of conscience each night at my end-of-the-day prayers, and a more thorough one in preparation for the sacrament.I report in, humbly confessing where I’ve gone astray. Sometimes, thanks to the grace and mercy of Jesus so strong in this sacrament, I can even report progress in some areas.My confessor listens patiently, offers some enlightenment, and, especially keeps me from getting discouraged by my weakness, as he gently reminds me that more important than any fall is getting back up.Actually, in the sacrament of reconciliation, I put my soul on the scale. And the sacrament reminds me that the life of discipleship is a lifelong journey, with valleys and peaks.Here’s the mistake: in the past, when, with divine assistance and the skills of the dietician, I’ve been successful in losing the weight and reaching a healthy level where I can fit back into my clothes, I get independent! I figure that I don’t need the dietician anymore! I know what to do now! She’s taught me all I need to know. I can do it on my own now... and I stop going.Guess what? Without that consistent accountability, without that regular check-in, weigh-in, encouragement, and enlightenment, I’m soon back into the XXL clothes.And so it is with the sacrament of penance! I’m tempted at times to think, I don’t need that! I know my sins! I realize what I have to work on! I’ll just take care of it myself, and tell God “I’m sorry” on my own...Big mistake. Doesn’t work. I learn the hard way.You feel spiritually heavy? You feel bloated by sin or just plain blah? You wonder why your soul feels so lifeless?Go see a spiritual dietician. Do it regularly. Get back to confession!Reprinted with permission of Catholic New York.
An airport encounter
Mar 24, 2011 / 00:00 amIt was only the third time it had happened to me in my nearly thirty-five happy years as a priest, all three times over the last nine-and-a-half years.
To Whom Shall We Go?
Jul 1, 2010 / 00:00 amWhen it comes to the Catholic Church, so goes the popular logic, if something happens to make you angry, always blame the Pope (or the Vatican), or the archbishop (or that darn archdiocese).Every problem in the Church, in this view, whether the decline in Sunday Mass attendance, the closing of a school or parish, or the shortage of vocations, is the fault of the Pope or the archbishop.That’s because the perception is that the Catholic Church is a “top-down” organization — at least according to most newspapers, magazines, and radio/TV news — where decisions are always secretly made way at the top, and the “little guy” is ignored. That’s not only true of the secular media. In a recent edition of a prominent Catholic journal, published in New York, I counted six blasts at bishops and the Pope in the first six pages!Want some recent examples?A newspaper on Staten Island blames the recent controversy about the proposed sale of an unused convent to an Islamic group on — guess who? — that autocratic, aloof, mean, clandestine archdiocese!Sorry, editors, but the Archdiocese does not micromanage. I trust our pastors, religious, and lay administrators to run the day-to-day details of our nearly 400 parishes, hundreds of schools, healthcare institutions, and charitable programs.A decision to sell any parish property initially rests with the pastor of the parish, who should act in close concert with his parish and finance councils and must act in close concert with the parish trustees. In the current case, the pastor concluded after prayerful reflection that the sale would not be in the best interests of his parish and recommended its withdrawal.But, never mind all this. The editors know better. It’s the fault of that mean-old “archdiocese.”You want another example? For years, the pastor and people of St. Michael’s Parish have scraped, saved, and sweated to keep their excellent parish high school open. Even though not one student in the school actually lived in the parish, the pastor and people fought to save their school, giving $400,000 annually to keep it going.Finally, reluctantly, early in the spring, with only thirty new students enrolled for next school-year, the pastor and parishioners sadly decided they were out of money, and couldn’t do it anymore. They asked “the archdiocese” to confirm their decision and, after being reassured that every girl could be welcomed at nearby St. Jean Baptiste High School, St. Vincent Ferrer High School, and Cathedral High School, at the same tuition, “the archdiocese” agreed that the good pastor had made the proper, albeit sorrowful, decision.Who’s to blame? The alumnae? The pastor and parish? Those who did not reply to frequent appeals for new students or donations?Surprise, surprise! The nasty, money-hungry, mean-old “archdiocese” is to blame, according to a source in another, this time, Irish newspaper. See, this source explains, the property of the high school is valuable, so the stingy, money-grabbing, high-handed archdiocese has callously disregarded the kids to get the money.Had anyone asked, “the archdiocese” would have let him or her know that there were no plans to sell the structure, and that, even if such happened, the money would stay at the parish, not the selfish “archdiocese,” according to Church law.Experts in leadership style tell us that, as a matter of fact, the Catholic Church is probably the best example around of the principle of subsidiarity; namely, that a decision is best made at the level closest to the people who will have to live with the results.To be sure, there have been, are, and will be instances where controversial decisions are made by “the archdiocese,” or by me as archbishop. When that is the case, I’m not about to “pass-the-buck” and blame somebody else.But, that’s not the case in the two tough situations mentioned above.Who likes criticism? Nobody. But I figure it comes with the job, and have to face it when it’s legitimate. That happens often enough.But I don’t like seeing “the archdiocese” blamed for something not its fault.It’s so easy, popular, juicy — and sells papers — to blame the “corrupt Vatican” and “money-hungry archdiocese.”It’s just that it’s not accurate.This column originally appeared on Archbishop Dolan's blog, "The Gospel in the Digital Age." It is reprinted with permission from the Archdiocese of New York.
Faith Beyond the In-Crowd
Jul 30, 2009 / 00:00 amIt's the kind of remark that gets the acid flowing in your stomach, or at least makes you bite your tongue.