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Lorrie
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A few years ago I was in a really bad place in my life. One day I went to Mass. I was kneeling and praying, practically begging God to give me a sign on what to do with my life, which direction I should take, etc. About 5 seconds after I said those words 20-something nuns appeared from the crypt in our parish. They all filed past my pew with the last one stopping to make sure I was OK because I had tears streaming down my face (I was in shock). I told her what had just happened and her eyes welled up with tears. Our Bishop, who was with them, came over a minute later and the sister told him what had happened and he simply gave me a hug.
Was the fact that a large group of nuns appeared just as I was asking God what I should do with my life a coincidence? I don’t know. I tend to think that it wasn’t. I feel deep in my heart that I was (and still am) being called to religious life, yet I continue to put it off out of fear. Fear of giving up everything, fear of the unknown, fear of possibly not having enough faith to trust that God is pointing me in the right direction.
It’s funny because even though I’m so fearful, I’ve accepted where I’m supposed to be in the future. Not too long ago someone asked me where I see myself in ten years, I said that I would probably be a member of a religious order.
I must add that I’m aware that there are orders where I could be a member and still be able to lead a somewhat “normal” life. I guess what scares me is giving up how I live now, what I’m accustomed to.
Are any of you going through this? You feel you are being called to religious life but you find yourself putting it off?
Was the fact that a large group of nuns appeared just as I was asking God what I should do with my life a coincidence? I don’t know. I tend to think that it wasn’t. I feel deep in my heart that I was (and still am) being called to religious life, yet I continue to put it off out of fear. Fear of giving up everything, fear of the unknown, fear of possibly not having enough faith to trust that God is pointing me in the right direction.
It’s funny because even though I’m so fearful, I’ve accepted where I’m supposed to be in the future. Not too long ago someone asked me where I see myself in ten years, I said that I would probably be a member of a religious order.
I must add that I’m aware that there are orders where I could be a member and still be able to lead a somewhat “normal” life. I guess what scares me is giving up how I live now, what I’m accustomed to.
Are any of you going through this? You feel you are being called to religious life but you find yourself putting it off?