In Loving Memory of Sister Marygrace (Ginger) Peters ,OP

Marygrace Peters, O.P.
Vigil Service Eulogy
Romans 8:18-20, 22-25
February 26, 2009 7 p.m.

“Hope always means waiting for something we cannot see” . . . . isn’t that what Ginger preached to us through her life?  Tonight’s reading from Romans was chosen by Ginger for her final profession in 1970.  This reading tells us so much about the faith and hope that Ginger had and that she so generously shared with others.  Although cancer shortened her time with us, Ginger enabled us to see more precisely, more acutely, more perceptively what life is all about.  She didn’t just visit the world; she tasted and savored every moment as she embraced the world and every living thing in it.  Ginger had the uncanny ability to put people at ease - her wonderful smile and her infectious laughter always filled the room.  As a member of a community of preachers and as a minister of the Word, Ginger lived the Word and preached not only by what she said but by how she lived her life – a wonderful example to us of what it means to BE the holy preaching. Ginger was born on February 23, 1942 to Mary and Robert Peters in Chelsea, Massachusetts.  She was baptized Marygrace Peters at Our Lady of Lourdes Church in Revere, MA on April 5, 1942.  Biologically, Ginger was an only child, but as we all know she really wasn’t.  She was everyone’s sister.  Your sisters and brothers were her sisters and brothers, your nieces and nephews were her nieces and nephews and your children were her children.  Her office and bedroom are filled with pictures of her family- Uncle Jim, cousins Leslie and Kevin McDonald and Marie Cronin and their families. Then there are the Tegan children and their families, the Thompsons and their girls and right alongside are scores of pictures of her many friends and their families from all over the world. Ginger received her high school diploma from Bishop Chevrus High School in Malden, MA in 1959.  She then went onto Regis College in Weston, MA where in 1963 she received her B.A. in psychology with a minor in education.  It was there where Ginger met her longtime friends Joanne McCarthy, Lorraine and later her husband John Tegan - a bond that lasted for a lifetime and that united them in Boston, Austin, Houston, Galveston, St. Louis, Nantucket and Maine. After college, looking for a new and exciting venture, Ginger and Joanne McCarthy decided to join an apostolic volunteer group.  They both were sent to “mission territory” - to work at Sacred Heart School in Austin, Texas.  Now, I’m not sure if Ginger and Joanne were expecting everyone to be riding horses, but they soon found themselves living in a small apartment and sharing a station wagon with the Dominican Sisters who taught at the school.  It was there at Sacred Heart in Austin where Ginger met Joan Maynard and Kitty Carter and thus Ginger’s love story with the Dominicans began. The year of volunteer work in Austin led to a trip to 6501 Almeda where 22 year old Marygrace entered the Dominican Sisters, Congregation of the Sacred Heart in Houston on September 8, 1964 with 15 others and where she first met her long-time friend and soul-mate Sr. James Marie, Jane Abell.  Now, Ginger and Jane were not bosom buddies from the start . . . As most of you know, Ginger was known to push the envelope!  Postulant Marygrace was a voracious reader and that kept Sr. James Marie always seeking additional challenging reading for her  . . .  Ginger too told numerous stories about life in the novitiate and in her typical fashion, the stories tended to be somewhat embellished over the years.  I know that many of us remember hearing the story about a sister in her group who had the chapel as a “charge” (that is was responsible for cleaning it), one evening, she tiptoed in to see Ginger and she pulled out a bottle of altar wine from under her scapula!  And as we all know, Ginger did not put the wine back! Then there were the times when young Sister Marygrace would lead the Litany of the Sacred Heart.  In her Boston accent, the words “Sacred Heart of Jesus” would resound through the Motherhouse chapel and the giggles began, then followed by the struggle to hold back the Texas laughter and tears from among the native sisters. Who knows how many venias (penances) had to be done because of that! After first profession in 1967, Ginger, known now as Sr. Kevin, was missioned to St. Mary’s School in Orange for one year, O’Connell Jr. High and High School in Galveston for six years 1968-74 where she taught and coached. During the years in Galveston, she worked on and completed her M.A. in theology at St. Mary’s University in San Antonio.  Ginger enthusiastically shared her newly acquired knowledge of process theology and the works of Teilhard de Chardin with her students.  Her colleagues at O’Connell muse about some of the football players in her theology class talking about the Tellard work that Sr. Marygrace had assigned to them!

Then it was off to pastoral ministry for three years at St. Rose of Lima where she teamed with Msgr. Joe Crosthwait.  The next stop was a year of full-time study at the University of Louvain in Belgium.  In 1978 she headed back to the States this time working in campus ministry at the University of Houston with the Dominican team of Frs. Carl Trutter, Dick Patrick and Philip Lamberty and Sr. Mariana Wood along with several others. . . it is here that she touched so many young lives, including my own.  In 1978 as an undergraduate recently arriving from New York City, I first met Ginger at noon mass at U of H.  I couldn’t miss the extraverted red-head with the bulging, twinkling blue eyes and the Bostonian accent!   After liturgy in typical Ginger fashion, she hung around to greet everyone – especially me, a new face.  As I introduced myself and hinted that I detected a Boston accent, instantly an indelible bond and friendship began that crossed the rivalries of the Red Sox and the Yankees and the Celtics and the Knicks.  In that moment we became sisters. Her next ministry was that of Formation Director from 1981-86.  Believe me, life in the formation house was never dull with Ginger.  She wasn’t used to “working in the home” as we, her novices used to call it.  Being the academician she was, we immediately began taking classes.

 

During our first year while working full-time, we took graduate courses in theology.  Our canonical novitiate was filled with taking CPE, numerous hours of graduate theology classes, Ginger’s classes on the vows, Sr. Albertine’s lessons on Church Latin (including singing the Salve) and, as if that was not enough, we had to move everything from the old Motherhouse to the new Motherhouse!  The Formation House a.k.a. Genesis House was the hub of activity and thanks to Ginger, was the hospitality center.  Ginger loved a good time and that included good food, good drink, and good conversation, lots of fun, music and singing.  Those of us who were Ginger’s novices or shared any stage of initial formation with her know that we were often the envy of other formation groups.  She always treated us as adults and established a bond of trust, love and friendship.  At the same time there was mutual accountability, fun and constant challenge to growth.

In 1986 Ginger was finally off to study for her Ph.D. – back to her native city at Boston University.   There, in addition to her studies, she was privileged to love, nurture and care for her dear mother Mary as she battled cancer.  Ginger also rekindled some of her former friendships with her high school and college friends.  Many of us were fortunate to be able to share some time with her during the summers in her beautiful family home in Swampscott.  On her final transcript from Boston University dated May 16, 1993: Doctor of Philosophy – Major: Religious Studies; Sub concentration: Church History, the following words are printed in caps in Ginger’s handwriting: “ALLELUIA!  CONSUMMATUM EST!” Ginger’s excitement in finishing her Ph.D. was paralleled only by her joy in her ministry as Associate Professor of Church History at Aquinas Institute in St. Louis.  Ginger was once again able to pursue her passion – teaching and preaching!  For ten years, she flourished in this environment and had a profound impact on her colleagues and students.  As a teacher, Ginger was totally devoted to her students.  Her students knew it and have supported her and have remained close friends with her to this very day.  They describe her as friendly, challenging, intellectually curious, insightful and the embodiment of preaching and collaboration.  Others say that she did not attempt to “insert” information into the student; instead she provided and facilitated an opportunity for the student to learn.  And yet others - she is the epitome of the melding of the academic and the pastoral.  Her colleagues cherished her humor, admired her intellect and loved to converse with her on any topic. While at Aquinas Institute, Ginger was elected as a Councilor and became part of our leadership team in 1998. March, 2004, reminds me of Charles Dickens:  “It was the best of times; it was the worst of times.”  Ginger was elected Prioress of the Houston Dominicans and while this was an exciting challenge, it was hard for her to leave work, colleagues, and friends whom she loved dearly and transition from St. Louis to Houston.  However, the Houston Dominicans eagerly awaited and welcomed her, committed themselves to her leadership and pledged their support to the next steps on the journey. Ginger was a visionary and on the ground floor of numerous Dominican projects whether it was participating in the first Lands of Dominic Trip or collaborating with Diane Kennedy on establishing the Dominican women’s novitiate year of study at Aquinas Institute.  Her Dominican colleagues treasured her keen intelligence and creative thinking. When you met Ginger, you never forgot her and she never forgot you.  She never met a stranger . . . and when you met her, you were her friend forever.  She was completely present to everyone.  Whether preparing a gourmet meal, playing a game of backgammon, researching an article on the Beguines, swimming with the dolphins in Costa Rica, preparing a class on medieval preaching, watching a Red Sox or Celtics game, singing the Kingston Trio’s The MTA or a song from The Music Man, Ginger did everything with gusto, love and compassion.

On Saturday, as Ginger lie dying, ever the valiant preacher, she again modeled for us her deep integration of hope and faith.  In the late morning as Jane and I gathered by her bedside and held her hands, we eked out the Salve.  As we struggled to finish, Ginger opened her eyes for a brief moment and tried to hold her head back to look at each of us – never at a loss for words, she seemed to tell us through her expressive blue eyes that she was part of this important prayer with us.  Later that afternoon as we knew her death was imminent, we all gathered around her bedside and sang the Salve as she peacefully died.  Ginger died as she lived, surrounded by her sisters, friends and caregivers – praying, living, loving, singing and of course preaching.  As we look around at the people gathered here this evening from all over the country, clearly Ginger touched each one of us in some special way – her life truly IS a holy preaching. This past Monday, February 23 was Ginger’s 67th birthday.  On the clip out side her office door, Sr. Benignus created a beautiful birthday card with Ginger’s picture and next to it a quote from St. John of the Cross which, would have brought a smile to Church History Professor Peters’ face.  I think you will agree that this quote captures Ginger’s life and spirit:

“The soul of one who serves God always swims in joy always keeps holiday and is always in the mood for singing.”

This says it all – Ginger was a preacher in every sense of the word and to the very core of her being.  We thank you Ginger for showing us how to BE the holy preaching.  You will be forever in our thoughts, in our prayers and always, always in our hearts.  We love you; thank you for an extraordinary life well-lived. - Donna M. Pollard, O.P.


This is a reflection prepared by Sr. Marygrace Peters, O.P. in 2008


(Isaiah 25:6-10A – Ps. 23:1-3A, 3B-4-6 – Mt. 22:1-14)


Tonight Scripture tells us about rich food and choice wines, banquets, parties, all of these delightful events. Coincidentally, following this liturgy some of us will feast at the St. Pius X. Gala celebration a nicely timed event that matches the biblical provisions given us by the church to mull over through the coming week. Isaiah's taste -- tempting description of the banquet that God says is prepared for the faithful kept our mouths to watering in anticipation of consuming such a feast! The Gospel of Matthew offers us a version of the parable of the wedding banquet, a parable charged with ironies. The parables of Christ, even the innocent, pastoral, tender, innocuous seeming ones conceal just below the surface a whiplash, a shock, a charge of dynamite. The stories set convention expectations, concerning God, religion, politics, location, status and class, utterly off kilter. Mathews parable is harsher than a similar one found in Luke's Gospel, perhaps because it comes later in Jesus ministry in Matthew, at a time when he was facing severe opposition from Jewish leaders. The preacher, Barbara Brown Taylor calls this parable, a "tale of terror," perhaps taking a page from Phyllis Tribble's excellent book texts of terror. Why so? You can probably guess. What we have here is the Christ of "love your enemies" telling us about a king who takes revenge on his enemies. This king in fact is one of the most savage rulers we run into in the Bible. The invitation to his banquet declares that everyone is welcome, "bad and good alike." But after the ragtag guests assemble one person is by no means made welcome. Quite the opposite. He is bound hand and foot and cast into the outer darkness where there will be wailing and grinding of teeth. Because, we are told "many are invited, but few are chosen." Apparently the poor guy did not read the small print on his invitation! Jesus does not give us a clue as to why this happens. Did not demand where the clothes he was given? What is going on here? At wedding banquet in ancient Israel males wore the "kittel, a white wraparound robe that they also wore it during Passover. Wedding feasts generally lasted for several days and so guests were given time to come to the banquet prepared. This, however, is an anonymous guest, someone from the streets, homeless or certainly destitute. Where would he get a festive robe? Imagine a homeless person in Houston who is rounded up to appear at a wedding and is then berated for not being clothed in a tuxedo! And why, when he is confronted about his attire does he not explain his plight? Why is he "reduced to silence?" Is this a clue to his status, his inability to explain? The poor we know are often inarticulate, especially when confronted with the threats and blustering of the powerful.

 

 

 





What undocumented immigrant, hauled into court, or street person, finds a ready language of defense? This parable of the King's banquet is brutal. It tells of domestic violence of the powerful and the victimizing of the powerless, of cruelty and retaliation. The King of the story is two-faced. He is the host, but he is also a sanctioned killer. In his own mind he stands outside the law. He is a tyrant, a wicked judge. Host of a dinner set the purpose and tone for the feast. This one makes war. This is the mode of empire. Do you think his is a valid exercise of authority? Here is a clue: do not miss the storyteller for the story! The one who tells the story knows both goodness and evil because he is good, consistent and compassionate. He longs to see human nobodies at his table. In our story, he condemns no one, not even the king. Such judgment is redundant, the Royal behavior condemns itself. To sum up, in utter contrast to the worldly king, the storyteller will give his life rather than take life when the storyteller enters the story, the medium has become the message. The banquet proceeds. In the time of Jesus, society and social and economic barriers. In the Roman empire, 5% of the population held 95% of the wealth. Ancient people viewed wealth as static and distributed according to divine will. The rich and privileged would always remain so, the poor would always serve the well-heeled. Public sinners were separate from the righteous. Not so in our story. Our host enters the banquet hall to approve, rejoice, include, welcome. All are included. Nothing exists of the striking out of the King against a poor, speechless, anonymous guest. Gently and firmly I want to amend the story's conclusion. In its original form, the words that sum up the parable belong to the King, the harsh judge, who confused the status of host with a mood of condemnation and retaliation. It is the self-satisfied king, invulnerable and vengeful who says: "many are called but few are chosen." These are not the words of Jesus; they are the words of the worldly host and warrior, the one given to eviction and slaughter. There is a far different summing up in accord with the heart of Jesus. To the banquet, to life, to love; all are called, all our children. We who share in this Eucharist share a common table of faith, eating, drinking, and rejoicing with the Lord of hosts. This host who lives in us welcomes us to do likewise, to invite, to share, to celebrate. We are commissioned to become the host of the dinner who set the purpose and tone for the banquet. To this banquet all are welcome all our children. This Eucharist, as is every Eucharist, is a foretaste of the heavenly banquet described by Isaiah provided for "all peoples a feast of rich food and choice wines, juicy, rich food and pure, choice wines," to which all are called, all our children. Bon appétit! Mary Grace Peters, OP

Sister Marygrace (Ginger) Peters, O.P. Obituary:

Sister Marygrace (Ginger) Peters, O.P., Prioress of the Dominican Sisters of Houston, died February 21, 2009.  Sister Marygrace was born February 23, 1942 in Chelsea, MA, to the late Robert and Mary E. McDonald Peters.  She entered the Dominican Sisters on September 8, 1964.  She is survived by her uncle, Col. James G. McDonald and numerous cousins.

 

Sister Marygrace began her teaching ministry in junior high at St. Mary’s, Orange, and in both junior high and high school at O’Connell, Galveston.  She served as Campus Minister at UTMB, Galveston, and at the University of Houston, and as Pastoral Minister at St. Rose of Lima Church, Houston.  Following her PhD at Boston University and studies at the University of Louvain, Belgium, she became Associate Professor of Church History at Aquinas Institute of Theology in St. Louis, MO, teaching there for ten years.  Her services to her Dominican congregation include Director of Formation, one six-year term as Council Member, and Prioress (President) from June 2004 to her death.  Sister Marygrace was well-known as a speaker on theology, history and religious life and was active in all aspects of Dominican life.  She had a ready smile, a hearty laugh and a generous spirit that endeared her to all who knew her.

 

Sister’s body will be welcomed at St. Dominic Villa, 6504 Almeda Road, at 4:00 p.m. on Thursday, February 26.  The Vigil of Christian Burial will take place at 7:00 p.m. on Thursday at the Dominican Sisters Meeting Room, 6501 Almeda  Road, followed by a reception at the Villa.  Additional parking for the 7:00 p.m. service is available at St. Dominic Village, 2403 E. Holcombe Blvd.  The Mass of Christian Burial will be celebrated at Holy Rosary Church, 3600 Milam St. at 10:00 a.m. on Friday, February 27.  A reception will follow in the parish hall.  Burial of the cremains will occur at a later date. In lieu of the usual remembrances, donations may be sent to Dominican Sisters Retirement Fund, 6501 Almeda Road, Houston, TX 77021.


 

 

Letter from our "Good News" Newsletter, in the November 2008 Issue:

“Ring Them Bells!”

Celebrating the Expansion of our Dominican Family

This phrase is a quotation from a work by John Donne, called Devotions upon Emergent Occasions, Meditation XVII: Nunc Lento Sonitu Dicent, Morieris (1623). The translation from the Latin is: “Now this bell, tolling softly for another, says to me, Thou must die.” Donne lived in the tumult of Tudor and Stuart England, and at that time the tolling of church bells, to mark various events, was an in important feature of daily life. The tolling referred to in the quotation is, of course, that of funeral bells. Donne seems to be saying whatever affects one affects us all. This is highlighted by the famous “...no man is an island, entire of itself; every man is a piece of the continent, a part of the main. … any man’s death diminishes me, because I am involved in mankind, and therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls; it tolls for thee.” There is some debate about what Donne meant. Some view it simply that he was pointing out people’s mortality and that when a funeral bell was heard it was a reminder that we are nearer death each day, i.e. the bell is tolling for us. Others view it more mystically and argue that Donne is saying we are all one and that, when one dies, we all die a little. By making this meditation a focal point, I do not intend to be moribund, but rather wish to acknowledge that while we Dominicans have in previous issues of the Good News rightly celebrated with enthusiasm and joy our history and the accomplishments of our 125 years in the service of the Gospel with you, we also recognize that our forward motion into a new future involves some dying as well as rising. Bells toll new life - the expansion of our Dominican Family, the embrace of new partners in the mission we share, and the promise that new depths of spirituality come to life in our midst - thos bells call us to strengthen our resolve to follow in the footsteps of our founders. The invitation to new life is here, the bells toll for us. They call us to a new moment. Called together in a common mission we are summoned anew ‘to study and address the crucial issues of our time and to assume the risks inherent in preaching and teaching the Gospel’. We also celebrate the fact that you join us in this endeavor. In the words of the beloved old spiritual, we together say, “Ring Them Bells”!

Ring them bells, for the city that dreams
Ring them bells from the sanctuaries
Cross the valleys and streams
For they’re deep and they’re wide
And the world’s on its side
Ring them bells
For the lines they are long
And they’re breaking down the distance
Between right and wrong.


The bells call us to a future together in mission.
Thank you for your presence among us!

Marygrace Peters, O.P.
Prioress

From the July 2008 Issue:

Stepping into the Future:
Come Be My Companion and Walk with Me

Previous issues of the Good News have afforded us occasion to glance back at our Dominican past. The strong and healthy roots supply a rich harvest into the present. Such sturdy and robust foundations lure us forward and motivate us to envision a new frontier of the mission we share with you, our partners in this great adventure of the Spirit. Approaching the conclusion of our 125th Anniversary Year Celebration, we delight in the rich array of communal festivities we have shared, events held around the constitutive dimensions of Dominican life: prayer, study, community and the ministry of preaching. We opened the year at St. Agnes Academy with a large community liturgical celebration of jubilees that included bells, brass, drums, keyboard and full-throated song. We continued with a Study Series that highlighted Dominican speakers, who covered issues from the level of personal faith to the larger world of cosmic faith - to the story of the life and faith of the significant Dominican saint, the “mystic in the marketplace,” Catherine of Siena. Essentials of the life and mission we share were manifest in the Grand Reunion and regional reunions of friends, family and partners in mission, all reflecting the strength and unity of a common vision and purpose. The prayer events guided by the theme, Pray All Ways, offered opportunities for expressions of prayer of great variety and came to a close with Evensong for Peace, Justice and Care of Creation celebrated in the newly dedicated Co-Cathedral of the Sacred Heart in downtown Houston. Still to come is the Closing Liturgy of the Anniversary Year and Jubilee Celebrations to be held on Sunday, September 28 at St. Pius X High School. If you haven’t been able to come for these events, there is still time for the September closing. See you there! Rejuvenated by reflection on our past, we stand ready to embrace the future that God inspires in the hearts and minds of all of you who participate with us by sharing in the life and mission we undertake together. Benedictine Sister Joan Chittister, in a major address to the Leadership Conference of Women Religious, stated that she truly believes that … “though nothing we do changes the past, everything we do changes the future.” At this historical juncture we are pleased to join with you as companions, stepping into a future not yet fully defined, but one that is truly faith-based. Thank you for joining us, for being our partners in mission!

Marygrace Peters, O.P.
Prioress
From the December 2007 Issue:

“I Call You Friends”… John 15:15

The last issue of the Good News included information about the history of the Dominican Order, now 801 years old, and Dominican efforts to plant, nurture, and bring to fruition seeds of the Gospel of Jesus Christ. You are our partners in this mission. In Dominican circles we frequently refer to what we call the pillars, or foundation stones of Dominican spirituality. We use words like study, prayer, community and ministry or preaching to capture the core features of our life and mission. Recently, an author and friend who is a Dominican friar, Don Goergen, OP, wrote an article titled “The Pillars Revisited” for the July-August 2007 edition of the journal Spirituality. His effort is to reframe the traditional pillars in a fresh way. He chooses the term friendship to describe the pillar we commonly call community. The Dominican tradition at its beginning finds friendship at the core of the mission embarked upon by St. Dominic and Bishop Diego de Acebes of Osma, Spain. They co-founded the convent of Prouilhe, France, the first example of Dominican life and mission, called the holy or sacred preaching. We are sure that the preaching emerged out of their relationship as they traveled together on the road and as they witnessed the heretical Cathars in the South of France. Others too, exemplify the importance of friendship that has been the lifeblood of the Order and its mission. We can mention the friendship between Diana (d. 1236) and Dominic, and between Diana and Jordan of Saxony (d.1237), whose correspondence shows the depth of their love for each other. Renowned is the friendship between the 14th century St. Catherine of Siena and Raymond of Capua. More might be said if we had evidence of the unwritten relationships among the friars and sisters through the years. We speak of a Dominican Family in our day as much as we do of a Dominican Order. Our spirituality is not about an individual, but about a common project, a collaborative venture, whether those involved are friars, nuns, sisters or lay people. We are not just preachers, not just friars or sisters; we are family. The Rhineland mystics, Eckhart, Tauler and Suso had their “Friends of God.” In the depths of Dominican spirituality, relationships spring up. The spirit of Dominic was a relational spirit, a spirit of friendship, of brotherhood and sisterhood. When Anton de Montesinos (d.1530) delivered the landmark first preaching of the friars on the rights of the indigenous of Hispaniola (1511) in what to them was a new world, it was a communal preaching, to which the prior Pedro de Cordoba gave testimony when it was challenged. It was not Montesinos’ sermon, not his alone, although he had been chosen by the community to deliver it. Dominican spirituality is communal; the project a common one. Community is at the core of who we are, the common life essential. We welcome you once more to the Dominican Family that we cherish. We are grateful for your presence among us as we share deeply in the common mission as friends and partners in the holy preaching.

Marygrace Peters, O.P.
Prioress

From the June 2007 Issue:

Dearest Friends,

The brief history of the origin of the Dominican Order featured in this issue of The Good News names some of the essential and defining characteristics of Dominican life – a life begun 800 years ago in the South of France.
In stark contrast to a prevailing dualism that denied the value of the created world, Dominicans preached the truth of the goodness of God’s creation. The images of planting, tending, nurturing, so as to bring forth the fruit of the Gospel everywhere are appropriate signs of our mission that persists into the present.
The seeds of the orange trees planted long ago which today flourish on our grounds yield much fruit. They remind us of the mission into which each of us has been invited. Seeds of gospel truth planted by Dominic and the early Dominicans continue to yield an abundant harvest. Those seeds have spread beyond borders, cultures, and ideological boundaries.
The Dominican charism is forever engraved in the hearts of the Dominican Sisters of Houston who, even in the face of diminishment, remain true to the ministry of the Gospel Word by their life and dedication. They are preachers of justice, peace, and the goodness of creation in whose work and prayer the Dominican mission endures. They are teachers of our children in mind, heart and spirit – who journey with others who work to instill the gospel values of faith and compassion in the lives of all the people they touch.
This September, the Dominican Sisters of Houston will launch a celebration commemorating the 125th anniversary of our presence in Texas. In a year-long series of events that celebrate our life, work and relationships forged throughout these years, we plan to rejoice with all the people who partner in mission with us, a partnership that strengthens the mission, allows it to thrive and moves it forward to the next 125 years. There are still many seeds to plant!
Thank you for partnering in this mission with us.

Marygrace Peters, O.P.
Prioress