THE CASE OF "SISTER CRISTINA". REMEMBER DEAR CRISTINA, WHEN YOU SING, PUT CHRIST IN THE NOTES OTHERWISE YOUR RENUNCIATION WILL NOT HAVE TEACHED YOU ANYTHING

Now her former sisters, the dear Ursulines of the Holy Family, they still have a chance to help Cristina, show closeness to her and also provide for her dutiful material help. Without skimping on a few healthy slaps, are next to her, just as Christ did with that rich young man who did not want to follow him.

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Ivano Liguori, Ofm. Capp..

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Sister Cristina Scuccia, the singing nun of the Congregation of the Ursulines of the Holy Family, he left the consecrated life to perhaps follow his own (vera?) vocation in the singing world [see: who, who, who e who]. It's news from a few days ago.

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To this recent news, Father Ariel has already dedicated a short article that I fully agree with as regards realism and balance [see: who]. However, as a religious priest of the Capuchin Order I too would like to make some considerations on the matter, which in some ways will sound like real provocations, perhaps displeasing someone, but which will have the merit of highlighting some of the more common hypocrisies of consecrated life disguised as feelings of piety.

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First of all there is something to inform the many beautiful souls ― those who in these hours in real life o sui social are playing pigeon shooting with the poor ex Ursuline ― that every year the Congregation for Institutes of Consecrated Life and Societies of Apostolic Life manages many requests from religious who ask to leave their order, your institute or congregation to which you belong. Whose fault is it? Why does this happen? I can't always give myself a convincing answer, according to the enlightened opinion of some beautiful souls, the fault lies undoubtedly with the Jesuit Pope or perhaps with those religious who made us cry Madonna with sins against the sixth commandment or perhaps of those who cannot resign themselves to living according to a grotesque religious style typical of the monks in the film The Name of The rose by Jean-Jacques Annaud or the unlikely nuns in the film Sister Act. Because for some beautiful souls and expert cat-bloggers, all tradition and of the Latins, the religious is a grotesque mask between the psychiatric and the farcical, a mixture of mortification and hair shirt, mood disturbances and itchy novel-like desires Bramble birds, in short, a real madman.

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Therefore, when it occurs that some consecrated man hangs up his habit, immediately we start looking for the reasons – real or presumed – and we proceed with the delicacy and tact of a steamroller inside a Swarovski crystal shop. But we here, from the pleasant Patmos Island we don't want to be a steamroller, we know well, in fact, that some abandonments are certainly right because they lack the minimal awareness and freedom necessary to live as consecrated persons and constitute themselves in the world as torches of light, prophetic signs for the Church. More abandonments, instead, they constitute real injustices let slip too lightly and most often arise from desperation, from loneliness, from human misery and insipidness paraculaggine of some superiors who exchange the gift of the government with the privilege of its own impeccability in which personal error never exists and if there is it is normally always and only of the "problematic religious" who decides to leave.

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Honestly, after more than twenty years of religious life ― I entered the Capuchin Friars Minor a 21 years of age during university studies in pharmacy - I am no longer in a position to be scandalized by these defections, as exits or abandonments are called in cold technical language. On the contrary, I tell the truth, in the face of a confrere who not only suspends all judgment but deliberately chooses to spend a few words, knowing that it is urgent to demonstrate the love of a grandmother who, in front of her most reckless and rebellious grandson, still has the concern to ask: "How are you? Have you eaten?». And God only knows how expressive the eyes and gaze of a religious who has made the painful decision to leave can be. Ask how are you, it means sharing much more than a sentimental wave. In my humble opinion it means pouring balm on the last act of mercy towards a man in crisis. And isn't this perhaps the way to interpret the old Luke's parable of the Merciful Father which everyone boasts of appreciating but which very few practice especially if they are religious, priests or Catholics doc?

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Maybe the little one (sweat) Cristina, catapulted into that wretched world of entertainment, devouring and devouring, she just needed to hear her grandmother's question more often: "How are you? Have you eaten?», which then translates into "You're happy? Jesus and the Church are truly filling your life? You are dissipating, you are upset? You are praying? Your heart, your soul, your desire are perhaps bad in some way?». Because these are the questions that help prevent personal crises, spiritual diseases, the bilges of vices that the devil unleashes to divert the religious from his path of perfection as Bishop San Macario said.

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In my religious life I have met several times superiors and directors of students who were more concerned about the presence of their brothers in the choir than their real happiness. Scrupulous in supervising if the friars recited the breviary in its entirety but not equally diligent in noticing if their friars opened up to smile and joy inside the convent. Concern about regular observance, of the use of the money but not at all interested in whether the friar had managed to sleep well or not, perhaps distressed by some ghost of the soul. I have met as many superiors and directors of students who have made religious life a revival of Instagram e Tick Tock. One reality where the religious sings, balla, do it show man, does everything and its opposite, and where the only way to perfection consists in the observance of the 1968 motto "forbidden to forbid" because Jesus is the ace taker who is good above all things, from the Sanremo stage to the Grande Chartreuse.

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But now a 45 years of age I'm starting to go vintage, remembering that a time to leave the convent, one had to knock on the guardian father's door (the local superior) and ask for permission: «Bless father, I can go to…» and after running errands outside the convent, return to the guardian and say again: "Bless father I'm back". These things are no longer used today, young novices and students often have many freedoms right from the novitiate (I got my first cell phone as a deacon at the age of 33 year old) and what twenty years ago could be considered as formalities today I understand that they were ways to experience sonship and spiritual fatherhood, together with that evangelical fraternity which unites and protects all religious.

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The case of (sweat) Cristina it is emblematic of that truth which tells us that even religious are leaving the scene. Together with the couples that explode (see Albano and Romina, Totti and Ilary), i preti che si deftly, the brothers that yes they evict and the nuns who are… well you get the idea. This is the naked truth of our «outgoing Church», certainly not a recent truth, these things have always happened and will happen again, just remember some illustrious precedents such as Sister Smile o From Joseph Cionfoli. Perhaps uncomfortable truths to which it is necessary to find an answer but above all a way to prevent them. Because I'm sure it's Sister Smile, just as Fra Giuseppe Cionfoli and now Sister Cristina had certainly been chosen and loved by God in their choice of religious life, but they didn't have the grace to meet teachers capable of accepting them as they were, accompanying their talents towards a mature purification that limits temptations and nostalgia. Such defections in religious life are never easy and one needs to have a much more compassionate and complex look at all the various conspiracies that people normally follow in these cases.

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The dimension of fragility of the Church it also implies the possibility of an abandonment of the state of consecrated life, but there are few who want to recognize it and very few who want to love and support these brothers in need in a free and selfless way. Because the essence of baptismal life, of which religious life is the full maturity, it is nothing but love to the end. It's there, in love as martyrdom-witness that the credibility and holiness of the Church and of us Christians reside: "The way you love each other they will recognize that you are my disciples" [cf.. GV 13,35]. And instead you only read the comments of vilified virgins who are dismayed that Cristina Scuccia is no longer a nun, crying out to the betrayal of Judas and cowardice. In the face of these utterances I keep silent because otherwise I would end up saying uncharitable things.

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Let's try to understand once and for all that Christian love is what is despised by most, a love that loves what is broken, which creates scandal, a love that walks on crooked and sunken roads of a decadent humanity. The rest, this is not what the Lord Jesus did with each of us? “When we were still weak, in due time Christ died for the wicked" [cf.. RM 5,6]. This still holds true today, Christ continues to die for us every day, huddled people, which binds to itself with the bond of a special consecration, baptismal, religious or priestly, and which necessarily calls for a conversion that makes us move from the abandonment of darkness to the splendor of light.

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Christ loves us, baptized, religious and priests, not because we are perfect but precisely because we are imperfect, indeed impious, not yet entered into that pietas of Easter day which is certainly not obtainable with an effort of will but how grace freely given to ask the Holy Spirit every day with tears. Religious life is a path of perfection that is realized only when the image of Christ, new man, is born in us. And this delivery certainly takes time, of spiritual fatherhood and motherhood, of affectionate and suffered accompaniment, very rare commodity among the religious superiors of an "outgoing Church", increasingly manager as it is for many bishops.

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I consider the case of (sweat) Cristina Scuccia not an exceptionality but the expression of a trend well known by those who live and work in the real world of consecrated life. If we then go to examine the cases of abandonment, we note that it is not religious men and women with human and spiritual limitations who are leaving but exactly the opposite. We often find ourselves in front of really talented personalities, endowed with charisma, lively intelligence and who have a respectable cultural background, enough to make him achieve important academic qualifications. They are like big-engined cars that have been entrusted to people with no driving experience. E (sweat) Cristina has qualities that have undoubtedly been mischanneled. Qualities that could support and help her in her vocation and which instead were used to overlap the religious vocation by creating an alternative that would meet the temporal needs of a young religious congregation, that from the singing work of the sister would perhaps have also benefited from large sums of money? This shouldn't be scandalous because even the nuns have to eat and maintain their structures, but perhaps there is a need for careful reflection that takes into account some priorities to be reconsidered.

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cases of abandonment in the vast majority of times they don't even concern celibacy - just as the many beautiful souls, all Heart of Jesus and Mary, would expect - and this means that one does not go out because one wants to get married or because one is no longer able to respect the vow of chastity. The reason for the failure lies in something else entirely: much deeper, much more complex, much more concrete. Because of this, every abandonment remains mysterious, known only for some aspects but always injudgable by men so ready to judge and pigeonhole everything into reassuring categories. Only God who is Father can deeply know the heart of man, also of the one who decides in his freedom to abandon the vocation that has been offered to him but which cannot escape the common vocation of every baptized person which is the common call to holiness that goes beyond the state of life (it doesn't matter if consecrated, married or single).

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For this reason, let's stop playing pigeon with the ex (sweat) Cristina, with her as well as with the other former religious. This is not a media case to be flaunted in tabloid magazines or Catholic blogs. In this moment of fragility, although the appearance and the makeup say the opposite, this girl needs sincere help to rebuild her life but above all she needs to learn not to indulge the mirages of the ruthless world of entertainment that see the religious or the ex religious as an animal to be exhibited to make audience. Remember the case of Don Alberto Ravagnani first used by Fedez and then bullied and cursed at? Good, these are the real prospects.

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First there was Sister Cristina, now there is Cristina Scuccia maid in Spain, tomorrow maybe it will be an anonymous woman with a failed marriage behind her and dependent children who sings in Spanish clubs to be able to make ends meet. So the glory of the world, the glory of men, as well as stage glory.

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Now her former sisters, the dear Ursulines of the Holy Family, they still have a chance to help Cristina, show closeness to her and also provide for her dutiful material help. Without skimping on a few healthy slaps, are next to her, just as Christ did with that rich young man who did not want to follow him. Let's be sure, the proposal passes, the love of Christ remains, albeit veiled in that sad nostalgia that only the eyes can express, like that rich young man who left because he had many possessions, but among the many goods he had, he needed the only one necessary that would give value to all the rest.

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Cristina, remember when you sing, put Christ in the notes otherwise your renunciation will have taught you nothing.

Laconi, 25 November 2022

 

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