Prologue: Here's the Problem
Just in case we have never been acquainted before, hello. My name is Lucien Edme and I am Marist. You'll find out more about me as we proceed...to give you what you need...sorry, I had to.
If I'm being completely & utterly honest with you, I don't want this to become a "what does being Marist mean to me" essay. I don't need this to be or sound corny. If you are going to take time out of your day to read what I have to say, and I hope you do, I want each read to be worth it. For that to happen every time, it has to be raw, uncensored, and unapologetically me at all costs....okay, maybe it'll be censored. But it won't be fake. I promise. If you know me personally, you know a backstory is coming up next. It won't be long (this time), but I think it's necessary for you, the reader, to know where my head's at.
I entered Roselle Catholic High School in 2013 and quickly got acquainted with the Marist community. It was home. But, if you're Marist already, I don't have to delve into greater detail to prove it to you. You already know. But I had so many opportunities to lead underclassmen retreats, meet Lay Marists from all across the world, and spread the love of Marcellin Champagnant all over. The love I had for the Marist family was so strong that I became a Marist Young Adult Leader when I graduated in 2017. In the most relatable & humblest way of saying things, my fellow Young Adult Leaders & I made this past year pretty lit. But, here's the issue that I always stumbled across: integration.
Now, don't read me wrong. When I say this, I don't mean that there's an issue with segregation in the Marist community. This is more so an internal thing with me. I don't know if anyone else deals with this, but I've always had trouble integrating my "Marist" self with my "real world" self. I know that they shouldn't necessarily be two separate people and it's not even me being two-faced. I try to be exactly who I am all the time. But, the thing is that I believe I'm a better me when I'm in Esopus, New York. The charism of Marcellin Champagnant is so strong, to say the least, that when I'm surrounded by so many like-minded Marist people, it's impossible to not feel like I have a purpose. Somehow, it all diminishes when I get back to everyday life. I always feel like I lost my purpose whenever the retreat weekends conclude. As the "Esopus high" starts to simmer down, this depression begins to kick in and it takes such a long while for me to get better.
Luckily, I have people in my life to remind me how present God is in my life and help me throughout my episodes with depression. One of my greatest friends, who happens to be quite the legend in the Marist community, told me something that I don't think I'll ever forget.
"Sometimes, I come home and I'm alone & sometimes, I'm just like 'Meh...did I even do any good today?' But then, I stay rooted in my 'Why am I doing this' & it really helps."
- Nina Lokar, the Queen
Hear me out, friend. There will be days when you wake up and you feel as if you do not serve a purpose in this world. Everyone has felt like this once before and I can assure you that Marcellin Champagnant, himself, felt like this especially before he started the Marist Brothers. But you do serve one. Find what it is. Don't let anyone, especially yourself, tell you that you don't have purpose in this world.
Before you say anything, I am COMPLETELY aware that I didn't answer the question "How do I integrate being Marist in 'the real world'?" This is what this blog is for. I don't have an answer for you yet. I'm on my way to discover this and I'd like for you to come along with me. I want this blog to identify with anyone who feels the same way I do. This blog is for those who wish to feel the "Esopus high" even when they're at home. This blog is for those who seek advice on how to incorporate the teachings of Marcellin Champagnant in everyday life. This blog is for everyone. But, before I start this blogging series, here's a few things we need to clear up:
This is just my perspective on things. I'm open to hear other people's thoughts on all topics I write about, though.
If I'm wrong about something or if I offend you in anyway, PLEASE let me know.
I'm down to talk about any topic (but it has to be appropriate because I don't want to be kicked off the roster of beautiful bloggers). Just find me & hit me up with your suggestion.
I'm only nineteen years old. All things written in this blog will be things I've picked up within that time. I'm not Marcellin Champagnant, though. Like, I'm not smart at all. The fact that I'm writing complete sentences and not making that many grammatical errors is crazy. But, I am doing my best and I am picking up a lot of great things from great people that I can't wait to share with you.
Well friend, this concludes my first ever (public) blog post. I hope you enjoyed and make time to check out my other friends' blogs & leave them positive feedback.
Sincerely Yours Sometimes,
PS: SONG OF THE WEEK: Chloe X Halle - Cool People
(Every time I post, I will include a song that may or may not correlate with the topic I write about. This is me thanking you for reading my posts by gifting you with good music.)