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Larowyn
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For years I’ve been back and forth between wanting to be a priest or monk or marrying and doing something else, and even now, mere weeks before I graduate from college, I still don’t know. Every few days I change my mind. I usually consider teaching, becoming a priest who teaches, joining an order that requires a vow of poverty, or turning my father’s woods into a farm. Sometimes this nagging thought that maybe my vocation is unclear because I will die too soon to do anything enters my mind.
I tried a Catholic singles website advertised on the back of my parish bulletin to see if God was leading me to a girl, but I never connected with anyone. One day I browsed their forums (I couldn’t post without paying for a subscription), but I was simply amazed at how many Catholics were posting on the singles board and discussing their experiences in dating; all of the posters there seemed that they were called to marry, and the vocations board seemed dead in comparison. This is another thing I don’t understand: how can so many Catholics be absolutely convinced that they want to be married, yet so few are equally convinced that they want to become priests or nuns or religious?
I tried a Catholic singles website advertised on the back of my parish bulletin to see if God was leading me to a girl, but I never connected with anyone. One day I browsed their forums (I couldn’t post without paying for a subscription), but I was simply amazed at how many Catholics were posting on the singles board and discussing their experiences in dating; all of the posters there seemed that they were called to marry, and the vocations board seemed dead in comparison. This is another thing I don’t understand: how can so many Catholics be absolutely convinced that they want to be married, yet so few are equally convinced that they want to become priests or nuns or religious?