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Madable
Guest
I’m a young teenager who’s been thinking about my vocation ever since I was 9. In 4th grade, I began to think about the priesthood, but in retrospect I don’t think I fully understood what it meant to be a priest.
The thought had went away until my 6th grade year. That year, I felt that I had grown closer to God; learning about the history of the Church and spending time in the Adoration Chapel during Theology were powerful tools. At the end of that school year, the missionary image of Our Lady of Guadalupe arrived at our Parish. Our entire class felt a heartbeat as we venerated the image. At that point, the priesthood was in my head again. It had went away for a little bit, and I began to dream of becoming a medical doctor.
In 7th Grade (last year), I came to fully realize that the Eucharist really is Jesus. I had come to know that when we receive Him, we becoming living, human tabernacles. I had gone to a Holy Thursday Mass that year, in which I felt a tremendously powerful experience. It became clear to me that Christ is present within the Most Blessed Sacrament. In addition, our class took a trip to our Cathedral, and one of our parish priests said Mass Ad Orientem there. That was also an experience which made more sense to me because we should all face Jesus when we pray. In the beginning of that year, I had a crush on this girl whom ended up rejecting me. After my thoughts and emotions cleared, the thought of the priesthood grew stronger and stronger and lasted into the summer.
Finally this year, I shared my experience with knowing the Eucharist with my Religion teacher. She had told me to consider the priesthood. Many family members, and even the parish priest that said Mass Ad Orientem hinted at it as well. Ever since 6th grade, I’ve prayed with fervor about this. I can’t get the thought out of my head, and I can’t help thinking this may be my vocation. I know I’m young to be thinking about this, but at the same time, I know I’ve heard about God calling people at different points in their lives.
My only trouble is passing this thought to my parents. I’ve had enough trouble to get my dad to take me to Mass on Sundays. They think I’m going to be a doctor in the future. So I ask all of you; what should I do?
The thought had went away until my 6th grade year. That year, I felt that I had grown closer to God; learning about the history of the Church and spending time in the Adoration Chapel during Theology were powerful tools. At the end of that school year, the missionary image of Our Lady of Guadalupe arrived at our Parish. Our entire class felt a heartbeat as we venerated the image. At that point, the priesthood was in my head again. It had went away for a little bit, and I began to dream of becoming a medical doctor.
In 7th Grade (last year), I came to fully realize that the Eucharist really is Jesus. I had come to know that when we receive Him, we becoming living, human tabernacles. I had gone to a Holy Thursday Mass that year, in which I felt a tremendously powerful experience. It became clear to me that Christ is present within the Most Blessed Sacrament. In addition, our class took a trip to our Cathedral, and one of our parish priests said Mass Ad Orientem there. That was also an experience which made more sense to me because we should all face Jesus when we pray. In the beginning of that year, I had a crush on this girl whom ended up rejecting me. After my thoughts and emotions cleared, the thought of the priesthood grew stronger and stronger and lasted into the summer.
Finally this year, I shared my experience with knowing the Eucharist with my Religion teacher. She had told me to consider the priesthood. Many family members, and even the parish priest that said Mass Ad Orientem hinted at it as well. Ever since 6th grade, I’ve prayed with fervor about this. I can’t get the thought out of my head, and I can’t help thinking this may be my vocation. I know I’m young to be thinking about this, but at the same time, I know I’ve heard about God calling people at different points in their lives.
My only trouble is passing this thought to my parents. I’ve had enough trouble to get my dad to take me to Mass on Sundays. They think I’m going to be a doctor in the future. So I ask all of you; what should I do?
