{"id":3168,"date":"2021-03-25T13:24:18","date_gmt":"2021-03-25T13:24:18","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/bufusa.org\/?p=3168"},"modified":"2021-03-25T13:24:18","modified_gmt":"2021-03-25T13:24:18","slug":"board-member-spotlight-rev-r-adam-forno-khs","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/bufusa.org\/ar\/2021\/03\/25\/board-member-spotlight-rev-r-adam-forno-khs\/","title":{"rendered":"Board Member Spotlight: Rev. R. Adam Forno, KHS"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'times new roman', times, serif; color: #000000;\">\u0645\u0627\u0631\u0633 2021 \u2013 <br \/>\n<strong><br \/>\nFr. Adam&#8217;s Testimony:<\/strong>\u00a0<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/bufusa.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/03\/PHOTO-Father-Forno-1.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-medium wp-image-3173\" src=\"https:\/\/bufusa.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/03\/PHOTO-Father-Forno-1-220x300.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"220\" height=\"300\" \/><\/a><br \/>\n<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'times new roman', times, serif; color: #000000;\">In the fall of 1987, as a recently ordained priest for the Diocese of Albany, I was invited by a local travel agency to a \u201cfamiliarization (FAM) tour\u201d of\u00a0 the Holy Land. I seized the chance to take this inexpensive trip not realizing it would be a pilgrimage of a lifetime through this sacred land and into the heart of its people.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'times new roman', times, serif; color: #000000;\">An elder mid-western priest on the trip invited me to visit with a local Palestinian leader that he was instructed to meet by a friend back home. This lay woman, who I dubbed as the \u201cMother Teresa of East Jerusalem,\u201d took us to the site of her confiscated family home and business in West Jerusalem which remains the site of a hotel to this day. Members of refugee camps, she introduced to us, shared their stories of occupation that included harassment, woundedness and imprisonment. We visited different Christian charities that provided care for children, seniors and the disabled. We delighted in ethnic foods and fellowship in meeting her local family members and colleagues working to secure justice for the people of Palestine. Frankly, I was unaware of life here until now.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'times new roman', times, serif; color: #000000;\">During the first two weeks of my return home you could often find me on my knees, in tears, before the Blessed Sacrament. I did not understand what was causing this sense of desolation. I was most grateful for the blessings of the pilgrimage but I was also overwhelmed with a profound grief that lead me to my spiritual director asking why I was so moved to these tears of sadness. \u201cWhat is happening to me,\u201d I asked. In listening to my story he said to me that I had a conversion experience in the Holy Land. I asked, \u201cHow did I turn away from sin?\u201d He replied that there are two kinds of conversion: changing one\u2019s life in turning away from sin and the other is when one\u2019s life is changed in experiencing the face of God in others\u2014especially the oppressed. He told me that I encountered the incarnate God in the \u201cliving stones\u201d of the Holy Land. <\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'times new roman', times, serif; color: #000000;\">This exchange inspired me to share the hope I witnessed. I, too, now wanted to contribute to the prospect of justice and peace in this part of the Middle East. I joined the Equestrian Order of the Holy Sepulchre of Jerusalem, whose mission is to \u201csupport the Christian presence in the Holy Land.\u201d I shared my experience with local church groups, sponsored a seminarian in Latin Seminary of Beit Jala (through the CNEWA) until his ordination and facilitated several pilgrimages to the Holy Land. I sold hand-made \u00a0cloth nativity figures, crafted by women of the East Jerusalem YMCA, and facilitated the sale of olive wood products in my parishes to benefit the crafters. <\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'times new roman', times, serif; color: #000000;\">To my good fortunate I secured permission from our Diocesan Missionary Cooperative Appeal Office to invite priests from the Latin Seminary of Beit Jala to make summer appeals. One summer that followed this appeal a local reporter for our diocesan newspaper, who knew of my interest in the Holy Land, introduced me to an Albany native and De LaSalle Christian Brother Jack Curran, then VP for Development at Bethlehem University (BU). Through him I learned that I could more directly assist students at BU with an annual scholarship. <\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'times new roman', times, serif; color: #000000;\">A few years later 100% percent of the profits of a small book of humor I compiled, courtesy of the Order Sons and Daughters of Italy\/NY Grand Lodge,\u00a0 contributed to my fund together with monetary gifts on the occasion of my 25<sup>\u0630<\/sup> anniversary of ordination. This followed my invitation to join the Board of Directors of the BU Foundation where I served for ten years. It was here I met several more impassioned Christian Brothers, fellow Directors and supporters who were committed in working to promote and sustain the BU family.\u00a0 <\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'times new roman', times, serif; color: #000000;\">Following my retirement from the foundation I was informed that the board voted to induct me as an Honorary Patron. The Patrons of the Bethlehem University Foundation are generous men and women who make a gift to the foundation&#8217;s endowment. By their investment into the future of the foundation, they create a perpetual legacy of support for the university. This great honor simultaneously humbled and afforded me the joy of\u00a0\u00a0remaining a part of the BU Foundation mission in promoting Bethlehem University as \u201ca beacon of hope and oasis of peace.\u201d\u00a0 \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>March 2021 &#8211; Fr. Adam&#8217;s Testimony:\u00a0 In the fall of 1987, as a recently ordained priest for the Diocese of Albany, I was invited by a local travel agency to a \u201cfamiliarization (FAM) tour\u201d of\u00a0 the Holy Land. 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