Stories of My Vocation, Part II
B. Kwame Assenyoh
Religious Community Life and Ministry
When I was newly ordained, my first assignment was to work in the Southern Province of the United States. Hence, I never pastorally worked in Ghana. Instead, I started in January of 1999 as associate pastor of Notre Dame Catholic Church, a black Church in rural Saint Martinville, Louisiana. There, my pastor, Father Thomas Mullally, instilled within me the spirit of pastoral collaboration and dedication.
Although my community life with Father Thomas was flawless, I quickly began to wrestle with tension in my own ministerial role as an African in regards to the daily experience of our all-African American parishioners and their struggle with the white population of the town, who were fewer but dominant.
This feeling of tension led me to seek and develop a strong bond with African Americans, their history, their experience in the Church and in the United States, and how I, as an African, could effectively minister with and among them.
The same tension left me no choice but to enroll and study at Xavier University’s Summer graduate programs on black Catholicism during the years of 1999, 2000, and 2001. Later on, I spent my days-off from pastoral work to studying for a Master of Arts degree in religious studies from Loyola University New Orleans.
When I was reassigned to New Orleans, as pastor of Saint Paul the Apostle Church, SVD community life became secondary to working on my role as an African missionary among African American Catholics.
At the time, I felt culturally inadequate and inexperienced to minister within a 100% African American Catholic community. Here, I was more concerned with my association with and disassociation from the African American experience in all its dimensions: cultural, economic, social, political, and above all, religious.
Winds of Revelation and Further Studies
For myself, hurricane Katrina in 2005 became the extreme winds of revelation and change in my religious missionary experience. Because of the devastation caused by this storm of the century, my Church and school lost all the contents of its buildings, and our parishioners were forced to evacuate to locations all over the country.
Before returning to rebuild Saint Paul's Church in New Orleans, I spent a month and a half as pastor of Holy Ghost Catholic Church. I returned because I feared that the only 100% African American Catholic community in the Upper 9th Ward of New Orleans would be closed if no one with prior knowledge of its history led a recovery effort.
To raise the necessary funds, I traveled all over America and preached at Catholic churches, telling the story of our loss and need for recovery.
Quickly, I rebuilt the interior of the Church and began to hold Masses there. This drew some of my parishioners to come home. After the rebuilding process progressed, I felt it was time to delve into the role of the Church in African American cultural experience and find my place in that experience. So, after the rededication of Saint Paul's Church in July of 2006, I left New Orleans for Boston.
By 2008, I had completed the Licentiate in Sacred Theology (STL) from the now Boston College School of Theology and Ministry, by writing a thesis on “Theology and Disability in Ghana.”
At this point, the academy attracted me as a potential area to share my experience as an African in the United States. I took advantage of the interdisciplinary program at the Graduate Theological Union (GTU), to study the Roman Catholic missionary approach and practice toward African Americans. During these studies, I discovered that a “foreign mission” is outliving its usefulness unless it is, once again, aimed at rolling back power, authority, day-to-day permanent leadership, and management - to the “local Church” and the local clergy – diocesan secular leadership.
Becoming Local and Diocesan Priest
I've spent a substantial portion of my life in the United States in studies, after my initial eight years of full-time pastoral ministry in the South. Religious life in the SVD placed me in a position to experience the phenomenon of a “foreign mission” in the USA.
By 2014, in my prayerful reflection on my experiences, I realized that I needed to disengage from institutional religious life in order to engage and promote the “local Church.” Although I still cherish and live the evangelical counsels – religious vows – I now felt the need to personally and privately control and live in the spirit of those vows. In this spiritual direction, I came to believe that it would be best to practice what I had discovered in the secular priesthood in the Oakland Diocese where black Catholicism is acutely disappearing.
While I was finally concluding my dissertation, I also filed my application to depart from religious life and be accepted into the Diocese of Oakland. Bishop Michael Barber agreed to accept me on an experimental basis, and in 2016 I was appointed associate pastor of the Catholic Community of Pleasanton. Thus, I was back to full-time pastoral work. Consequently, I stopped teaching in African Studies at Stanford University, tabled the completion of my dissertation, and attended to the needs of adult faith formation at CCOP. It was there where I also discovered that adult Catholics are hungry for learning the deepest significance of their faith and the Bible and making them relevant to our socio-political world.
Coming to Saint Charles Borromeo
In 2019, I lost my dear friend and pastor Paul Minnihan to cancer. It was only on the day he breathed his last breath when I realized that we were like brothers. During the 6:30 evening Mass on that Sunday, I found myself wailing and crying out loud for about three minutes before I could continue with the Mass.
Father Paul’s death meant I had to take the reins at CCOP, which I did for five months with the help of the talented and experienced leadership and staff. At some point, it appeared that CCOP would be my place of ministry forever - that is - until the bishop informed me of my transfer to Saint Charles Borromeo.
Of course, I grieved the loss of CCOP, but then looked at Saint Charles and felt consoled, optimistic, and joyful. That mixed experience has become the way I approach every challenging adversity and storms of life: grieve the loss but look forward to the new way ahead.
Today, I am 53 years young and 22 years in the priesthood. My prayer at this point is for the restoration of health and end to the COVID-19 pandemic in the world. But, more importantly, I pray that we Christians may take this tragedy and use it to deepen our understanding of God and our spiritual life.
I believe it is time for us to be Christians in the true sense of the word - spiritual! That’s my prayerful wish for you, my dear family of Saint Charles!
-- Fr. Kwame