Valparaiso NE Carmelites?

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First of all, what you say about finishing your degree at this point makes perfect sense.

Are your parents supportive of your vocation, PhilomenaJohn2?

At one point I had told her that the Spiritual Exercises of St. Ignatius are geared toward choosing a state in life, so when she saw that the Miles Christi Fathers were offering an abbreviated version of the Exercises at a local Jesuit Retreat House, she took the opportunity. In the meantime, she had been accepted at the John Paul Institue in Washington D.C. for graduate studies, with a full ride. So when the retreat master asked her in conference why she was doing this, she didn’t really have a good reason other than mom and dad thought it was a good idea. He asked her if she had ever considered becoming a nun… She had. He ssuggested that she look into Valparaiso. First she checked out the Cistercians in Dubuque. She made a trip out to Valparaiso in the Fall of 2006, but there was something about that long wall that runs along the driveway that she found very offputting, that and the Latin. For a long time she was interested in the Poor Clares. Finally in winter of 2007 she drove out to Valparaiso again from Chicago, and when she came back home she wrote and asked to be admitted. She entered in early August of 2007, and made simple profession in June of 2009She is very happy there.

As for being supportive, from our standpoint this is simply glorious. So many graces have come to us, and so many more are implied, that it would be very short-sighted of us to be anything but grateful. What more could we want than to go to Heaven and find our daughter there? If by the grace of God she perseveres, that is where we will find her. On the other hand, how dumb it would be to resist the Holy Spirit, to place obstacles in the way of Jesus Christ taking her as His bride. At 67 yrs of age I have seen several instances where people have done this, and it has not brought blessings down on their heads, one could safely say. Not at all. For my sins I have experienced enough chastisements, and am not in the market for any more, believe me.

No, there are definitely graces and blessings that come from supporting vocations, and because we are avid for these, we do what we can. Naturally we would pray for you, too, PhilomenaJohn2 but honestly that probably won’t happen unless we have a name that we believe is your real first name, and not a nom de plume.
What a beautiful story! It’s wonderful to hear how the Lord works to make sure we get where we’re supposed to be:) I’m also glad to hear that your daughter is happy at Valparaiso (but I’m not surprised at it;)) I remember my first impression of the place was a mixture of relief (at finally finding it!) and shock at the Spanish style monastery in the middle of a cornfield! (I had been given a heads up about the Latin, but I understand how that might be a shock)
As for my parents, it’s an mixed reaction. My mom is very supportive, although I suspect the idea of me going to a cloister is probably harder on her than she’s letting me see. However, she’s the one who told me about the Vaparaiso Carmel (she had taken a group of high-school girls to Lincoln for a vocations retreat, and she told me that she kept thinking of me the entire time she was in the chapel- and this was before I had told her I was discerning a Carmelite vocation!)
My dad, on the other hand, is not happy about the idea of me joining a cloistered order. He didn’t mind when I looked at an active order, but when I mentioned Carmel, he told me that I would be throwing my life away, wasting talents, etc. He wants me to work and get my masters for a couple years, and I know he’s hoping I will like being in the world so much I’ll forget about the Carmelites (I’ve concluded that he doesn’t really understand this paticular vocation at all, but I’ll grant it’s a little confusing at first glance:rolleyes:)
It’s been a little tough bc we usually see eye to eye on most things, but I’m planning to keep pursuing it as long as I believe it’s what I’m being called to and just hope/pray that dad comes around eventually. I think he struggles to understand what good it does anybody to be in a cloister. Until recently, I figured the earliest I would be able to enter would be in 2 years or so (in order to pay back my loans), but my uncle and my grandfather both died very unexpectedly (both on my dad’s side) and I know I am listed in my uncle’s will, so the amount I have to pay back may be much lower than I thought.
It’s funny, bc I told the Lord that I could only pay the loans back at a certain rate, and if He wanted me to enter sooner, He would have to step in and speed up the process.
After saying a novena to St. Joseph, I’ve decided to write to Mother Teresa and see if it is possible to apply conditionally, bc I’d like to try working with the Laboure Society to get the loans paid back. I’m meeting w/my spiritual director today to talk it over, so I’m praying it will be a go:D (I’ll send you my name in a private message so I don’t have to put it on the wall)
Thank you again for being so helpful!
 
My dad, on the other hand, is not happy about the idea of me joining a cloistered order. He didn’t mind when I looked at an active order, but when I mentioned Carmel, he told me that I would be throwing my life away, wasting talents, etc. … It’s been a little tough bc we usually see eye to eye on most things, but I’m planning to keep pursuing it as long as I believe it’s what I’m being called to and just hope/pray that dad comes around eventually. !
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Couple things about this.  It is certainly painful when a parent doesn't approve of something that you know is really and truly glorious, not only for you but also for him.  You don't want to pain him or disappoint him, neither do you want to pain or disappoint the Lord who is calling you to the cloister.  Talk about excruciating.... I made trial of the Cistercians at New Melleray in 1965 and my novice master said something like, It's easy to endure a trial when it has "TRIAL" written all over it, but when it doesn't, it's much more difficult.  St. Therese with her tuberculosis, Padre Pio with his stigmata, both very obvious crosses and recognized as such.  But mental anguish or pain?  This seems to verge on the spiritually pathological, makes us worry about ourselves, at least we don't often think of such as a cross. And yet somewhere in Scripture it says, "A troubled mind and a contrite heart are a sacrifice to you, O Lord."  It can be a very great and purifying cross indeed.

Every year we ask the nuns what books they would like for Christmas, and they send us a list.  One of the books they wanted was "Profiles in Holiness I" by Redemptus Valabeck O. Carm.  This is a collection of Carmelite lives of men and women who are not yet canonized, but should be one day.    My wife and are reading these now in the evening, and some of them are so striking.  One of them is of Sister Maria Badia, a Carmelite nun martyred in the Spanish Revolution in 1936.  Her family was so opposed to her vocation that she left her home by stealth to enter her Carmel, and her mother never spoke to her again.  This weighed on her heavily, and reading between the lines it is possible to see a process of purification going on as well, till she emerged from this trial a very joyful nun.
On the other hand, I know someone who was furious at his mother’s non-acceptance of his vocation, so angry in fact that this sabotaged his vocation. How can God, who is Love, communicate His graces to someone who is furious with his mother? So it is not only a trial, it can be a dangerous trial. It can be maddening when the person you want to please most, and who should be most pleased, is actually displeased and greatly displeased at that…

Honestly, if this situation persists, it could really pay off to become an expert on forgiveness (and I mean on a thorough-going psychological and theological basis) before entering religous life, so that resentment doesn’t get in the way of grace. It can happen. There are a number of good books on the topic, and the reviews at Amazon can tell you which of these methods work.
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As for wasting you time and your talents, we came across a life of Annie Zelikova in the above mentioned book.  She was a Carmelite tertiary, a Czech, who died of tuberculosis at age 17 in 1941.  This is the Moravian St. Therese. Spiritually they are twins, really. She wrote, "I think that the person who loves accomplishes the most...." (That is the sentence that struck me vis a vis your dad. If he wants accomplishment, surely Carmel is the place to go.) And that is why you would be going to Carmel, to love God..  My guess is that Carmel is going to demand from you everything you've got.

 You could tell him, too, that it's something you've always wanted and that you have to give it a try.  If your superiors see that you don't have a vocation, they will send you packing in short order, but if it is your vocation, you don't want to miss it.  Perhaps you've said it already, but maybe you need to say something like "Dad, we've always seen eye to eye, and I have always appreciated your advice so much, and I am so grateful for what you have done for me, but when it comes down to it I have to live my life according my best lights.  If I try to live my life according to what you think I should do, I'll mess it up, because I won't know who I am anymore.  And that will make both of us very unhappy.  You raised me to be a strong, independent person, so you can see this situation is all your fault!!! :)  Dad, let me spread my wings and fly.  In the end, that will make us both the happiest, don't you think?  Please, give me your blessing!"  

This would work with me, I know, but then I really appreciate contemplative life.  You might give him a copy of "The Seven Storey Mountain" by Thomas Merton if he's got a birthday coming up, or for Father's Day.  This biography inspired many young men to enter the monastery after World War II, and I think it might help your dad to understand what contemplative life is all about.  

 Well, PhilomenaJohn2, I hope you don't mind my rambling on like this and that you find some of it helpful.
 
Couple things about this. It is certainly painful when a parent doesn’t approve of something that you know is really and truly glorious, not only for you but also for him. You don’t want to pain him or disappoint him, neither do you want to pain or disappoint the Lord who is calling you to the cloister. Talk about excruciating… I made trial of the Cistercians at New Melleray in 1965 and my novice master said something like, It’s easy to endure a trial when it has “TRIAL” written all over it, but when it doesn’t, it’s much more difficult.
You could tell him, too, that it’s something you’ve always wanted and that you have to give it a try. If your superiors see that you don’t have a vocation, they will send you packing in short order, but if it is your vocation, you don’t want to miss it. Perhaps you’ve said it already, but maybe you need to say something like “Dad, we’ve always seen eye to eye, and I have always appreciated your advice so much, and I am so grateful for what you have done for me, but when it comes down to it I have to live my life according my best lights. If I try to live my life according to what you think I should do, I’ll mess it up, because I won’t know who I am anymore. And that will make both of us very unhappy. You raised me to be a strong, independent person, so you can see this situation is all your fault!!! 🙂 Dad, let me spread my wings and fly. In the end, that will make us both the happiest, don’t you think? Please, give me your blessing!”
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This would work with me, I know, but then I really appreciate contemplative life.  You might give him a copy of "The Seven Storey Mountain" by Thomas Merton if he's got a birthday coming up, or for Father's Day.  This biography inspired many young men to enter the monastery after World War II, and I think it might help your dad to understand what contemplative life is all about.  

 Well, PhilomenaJohn2, I hope you don't mind my rambling on like this and that you find some of it helpful.
I find it very helpful, thank you! I was wondering why you seemed so estatic about your daughter entering Carmel- it is exciting, but even devout Catholic parents have a hard time with it. It makes sense now! How wonderful that your time in a monastary made you open to this sort of life for your daughter (It’s like a Martin family thing ;))
Struggling with resentment has been a real battle for me. Every time I’m tempted to feel bitter, I just run to the Lord because if I don’t, it is almost impossible to get rid of. I try to remember what a difficult thing I’m asking my family to do, and that helps me be patient. It’s funny bc my dad was always the one encouraging me to find what I loved and make it my career… I don’t think he had Jesus in mind at the time (and neither did I at that point!) Just another little irony:rolleyes:
I do plan to talk to him about it soon, but I’ve been putting it off because his father and brother both passed away this last 2 months, both unexpectedly and unrelated in cause, and he is now the only person left from his immediate family. In the midst of this, I didn’t think it was the best time to bring the subject up. I think these events might make him re-evaluate things, but I’m not sure which way. (Fortunately, he can’t use the grandkids excuse on me bc I’m the oldest of 5, and my younger sister’s life’s goal is to marry a good Catholic man and have a small army of children- and lucky her, she’s found the man, now they need to finish school and get jobs!:D) I’ll try and explain how discerning works; I think he’s under the impression that once you enter, you’re there forever, so maybe if I tell him about the different levels and the years that go into it, he’ll be more comfortable. After all, if he knows that I’m free to leave for the first 6-8 years, maybe that’ll set his mind at rest that I won’t suddenly change my mind and be “stuck”. Also, I’d like for him to meet Mother Teresa and Mother Agnes- I think talking to those two might reassure him about the Valparaiso Carmel. (I know they made an impression on me!)
I will look up Thomas Merton- I keep running into his name everywhere, and the little I have read of him I’ve liked, so I’ll look for that book!
Thank you again!
 
I find it very helpful, thank you! I was wondering why you seemed so estatic about your daughter entering Carmel- it is exciting, but even devout Catholic parents have a hard time with it. It makes sense now! How wonderful that your time in a monastary made you open to this sort of life for your daughter (It’s like a Martin family thing ;))
Struggling with resentment has been a real battle for me. Every time I’m tempted to feel bitter, I just run to the Lord because if I don’t, it is almost impossible to get rid of. I try to remember what a difficult thing I’m asking my family to do, and that helps me be patient. It’s funny bc my dad was always the one encouraging me to find what I loved and make it my career… I don’t think he had Jesus in mind at the time (and neither did I at that point!) Just another little irony:rolleyes:
I do plan to talk to him about it soon, but I’ve been putting it off because his father and brother both passed away this last 2 months, both unexpectedly and unrelated in cause, and he is now the only person left from his immediate family. In the midst of this, I didn’t think it was the best time to bring the subject up. I think these events might make him re-evaluate things, but I’m not sure which way. (Fortunately, he can’t use the grandkids excuse on me bc I’m the oldest of 5, and my younger sister’s life’s goal is to marry a good Catholic man and have a small army of children- and lucky her, she’s found the man, now they need to finish school and get jobs!:D) I’ll try and explain how discerning works; I think he’s under the impression that once you enter, you’re there forever, so maybe if I tell him about the different levels and the years that go into it, he’ll be more comfortable. After all, if he knows that I’m free to leave for the first 6-8 years, maybe that’ll set his mind at rest that I won’t suddenly change my mind and be “stuck”. Also, I’d like for him to meet Mother Teresa and Mother Agnes- I think talking to those two might reassure him about the Valparaiso Carmel. (I know they made an impression on me!)
I will look up Thomas Merton- I keep running into his name everywhere, and the little I have read of him I’ve liked, so I’ll look for that book!
Thank you again!
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Be careful with Thomas Merton…stick to the true blues. Merton got involved with Eastern Mysticism. Get discernement on this…
 
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Be careful with Thomas Merton…stick to the true blues. Merton got involved with Eastern Mysticism. Get discernement on this…
Well, first of all, Merton wrote The Seven Storey Mountain in the mid-Forties, and his interest in eastern mysticism did not come till much later. Philomena, when you are checking out Merton, specifically read that book, because it is his biography, and a biography that men found very appealing, whereas I think most men would find St. Therese too much, too sweet.

Secondly, after the Second Vatican Council the pope asked the monastic orders of the Church to make contact with and enter into dialogue with Buddhist monks etc. Merton undertook that dialogue under obedience to his abbot.

Beyond that, I have to say I think his treatment by some authors has been completely shameful. Surely he was interested in eastern mysticism. There is nothing wrong with that, per se. What do you when you say he was involved in it? That he abandoned the faith, that he was involved in the occult? Or what?

Well, leaving that to one side. Perhaps you have heard of Tertullian. Tertullian was one of the fathers of the Church who wrote magnificently about aspects of the faith, and is still quoted in Church documents. Later he left the church and becme a Montanist. In other words, even if Merton did go off the rails later (which I do not believe), the Seven Story Mountain remains and always will remain a Catholic classic.
 
Struggling with resentment has been a real battle for me. Every time I’m tempted to feel bitter, I just run to the Lord because if I don’t, it is almost impossible to get rid of. I try to remember what a difficult thing I’m asking my family to do, and that helps me be patient. It’s funny bc my dad was always the one encouraging me to find what I loved and make it my career… I don’t think he had Jesus in mind at the time (and neither did I at that point!) Just another little irony:rolleyes:
Thank you again!
Philomena, You may think it a strange thing to say, but you are very blessed to have this conflict with, and triumph over resentment BEFORE you enter the convent.

Think of it. You give up everything, family, friends, marriage, children, a relatively soft life and enter Carmel. Things go along swimmingly for, say, six months, with many graces in prayer, much joy in the Lord and in the community. They love you, you love them. And then one day you have a small request, for example, you need an extra fifteen minutes sleep, or you ask to be excused from some difficult task for a reason that seems good to you, but you are refused. Think of it! You have given up EVERYTHING and you only asked for a trifle, a nothing. What the heck! Talk about injustice! Talk about unfair! Such are the thoughts that satan whispers in one’s ear. Of course you obey, but sin is crouching at the door. The silence is very conducive to meditation, but your heart is aflame with indignation and you think about nothing else. But this is righteous indication, is it not? Surely if anyone has a right to be angry it is you.

Inside you are no longer a nun and it will not be long before your superiors will realize this, and you will be calling your Mom and Dad to come and pick you up.

So you can see that being absolutely triumphant over this sort of thing is more important to your life as a Carmelite than quickly paying down your debts, or learning Latin or anything else.
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There are many books on this topic, and I have read many of them, yet the sure way to victory can be outlined in a few paragraphs.

It took me decades to discover it, but forgiveness is a choice not a feeling. Realizing the need to forgive, I would forgive and have feelings of forgiveness. Then the original offense would come to mind, the feelings of forgiveness would flee and I was back to square one, pickled in unforgiveness and resentment.

Fortunately I encountered some teaching that went something like this: Forgiveness, like love, is a choice. It is primarily in the will, not the feelings. So a) choose to forgive. A simple act of the will, a simple choice.  That is easy enough to do, for it is not AT ALL a question of having forgiveness feelings, much less needing to work them up.  The feelings are not at all important, and FOLLOW on the choice in any case, if they come at all.  A simple choice: Lord, I forgive X.
But this is not enough, for the old memories of the original offense will come flooding back at some point, tempting you to anger and resentment once again.

SO, After choosing to forgive, b) PRAY FOR THE PERSON. Not a novena, not even a rosary, a more or less perfunctory prayer- for after all, in thinking about the person and the offense you are going very near to temptation. An Our Father, a Hail Mary- make it brief.

Repeat as necessary.

This works. For the genius of it is that at bottom the old memories, the temptation to anger and resentment are just that, temptations that come from our ancient enemy. When he discovers that these temptations lead to prayer, he will leave you alone. That is why this works, and why it is such a definitive victory.
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Yes, it is really that simple, but it took me till age 35 to discover it.  Then I was ready to get married, and not a moment before, and the right woman appeared on cue. As a result, we have had a prayerful, peaceful, joyful marriage, for a solid foundation was in place. 

Now, after further reflection and experience with this line of thinking, I have come to the conclusion that it is very likely that many thoughts come my way from the evil one, not only memories of old injuries, but of anything that will get me out of the will of God, distractions of all types.  Prayer is the answer.  

So you should thank God that he is giving you some time to become absolutely victorious in this area, because, believe me, this is the main issue in religious life.  Once I asked Fr. Daniel ( my 103 yr old Cistercian monk/friend at New Melleray) "What is the main sin that monks face?"  His immediate answer was, "I would say, judging other monks."  In other words, judging them and being angry with them.  So going into contemplative life completely triumphant over this sort of thing, or at least knowing how to deal with it, puts your vocation on a very solid foundation.
But I would be remiss if I did not encourage you to make plentiful use of the Sacraments in conjunction with the above.

Who knows if you will change your father’s mind before you enter, or ever, for that matter. As you must realize, it is a VERY easy thing for the Lord to do. I am sure you are praying about it, but really storm Heaven with Masses, with prayer requests lodged with various contemplative communities, with the prayerful old ladies of the parish, etc… Don’t try to do this by yourself. If you do that, and nothing changes, accept it lovingly as a cross from God, given to you for your own salvation and that of your family. Who ever heard of a Carmelite nun without a cross? It may very well be your ladder to Heaven, Philomena.
 
Philomena, You may think it a strange thing to say, but you are very blessed to have this conflict with, and triumph over resentment BEFORE you enter the convent.

Think of it. You give up everything, family, friends, marriage, children, a relatively soft life and enter Carmel. Things go along swimmingly for, say, six months, with many graces in prayer, much joy in the Lord and in the community. They love you, you love them. And then one day you have a small request, for example, you need an extra fifteen minutes sleep, or you ask to be excused from some difficult task for a reason that seems good to you, but you are refused. Think of it! You have given up EVERYTHING and you only asked for a trifle, a nothing. What the heck! Talk about injustice! Talk about unfair! Such are the thoughts that satan whispers in one’s ear. Of course you obey, but sin is crouching at the door. The silence is very conducive to meditation, but your heart is aflame with indignation and you think about nothing else. But this is righteous indication, is it not? Surely if anyone has a right to be angry it is you.

Inside you are no longer a nun and it will not be long before your superiors will realize this, and you will be calling your Mom and Dad to come and pick you up.

So you can see that being absolutely triumphant over this sort of thing is more important to your life as a Carmelite than quickly paying down your debts, or learning Latin or anything else.
Wow! What excellent advice! This is soooo true!! so true! I was in a contemplative community (not a Carmel, though I feel called to that now) for a year as a postulant, and a TON of misunderstandings like this came up all the time (and so often they were caused by little things like using the wrong rag to wash the floor, etc.) It was really hard and ended up leaving my soul in dispeace and agitation all the time there … whereas at the start I was flooded with joy and peace.
Fortunately I encountered some teaching that went something like this: Forgiveness, like love, is a choice. It is primarily in the will, not the feelings. So a) choose to forgive. A simple act of the will, a simple choice. That is easy enough to do, for it is not AT ALL a question of having forgiveness feelings, much less needing to work them up. The feelings are not at all important, and FOLLOW on the choice in any case, if they come at all. A simple choice: Lord, I forgive X.
But this is not enough, for the old memories of the original offense will come flooding back at some point, tempting you to anger and resentment once again.
SO, After choosing to forgive, b) PRAY FOR THE PERSON. Not a novena, not even a rosary, a more or less perfunctory prayer- for after all, in thinking about the person and the offense you are going very near to temptation. An Our Father, a Hail Mary- make it brief.
What great advice on forgiveness!! Thank you! All of these paragraphs describe me! It is so true that feelings of resentment can come up, even years after you were sure you forgave them from your heart. It’s a temptation from the evil one. I forget about praying for those I’ve forgiven. I will try putting this into practice when the temptations come again. Thank you!
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So you should thank God that he is giving you some time to become absolutely victorious in this area, because, believe me, this is the main issue in religious life.
Again, sooo true … at least from my little experience. I have to say, I had in mind before entering that the difficult trials would be those such as physical sufferings and sacrifices the Lord may ask. I broke my leg before I entered, and I remember lying there on the couch wondering if I could really become a contemplative nun, a Bride of Our Crucified Lord and offer Him my whole self if I found this suffering so hard to bare.

But later in my brief time in religious life, I discovered the most difficult trials would be the trials of community life … the misunderstandings, hurts, false accusations even, and offering these up, forgiving, not judging or comparing yourself with others, etc.

So again, thank you lmgilbert for sharing all of this wisdom you’ve acquired with us young discerners. May God reward you!
 
Philomena, You may think it a strange thing to say, but you are very blessed to have this conflict with, and triumph over resentment BEFORE you enter the convent.

Of course you obey, but sin is crouching at the door. The silence is very conducive to meditation, but your heart is aflame with indignation and you think about nothing else. But this is righteous indication, is it not? Surely if anyone has a right to be angry it is you.

Inside you are no longer a nun and it will not be long before your superiors will realize this, and you will be calling your Mom and Dad to come and pick you up.

So you can see that being absolutely triumphant over this sort of thing is more important to your life as a Carmelite than quickly paying down your debts, or learning Latin or anything else.
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    But this is not enough, for the old memories of the original offense will come flooding back at some point, tempting you to anger and resentment once again.
SO, After choosing to forgive, b) PRAY FOR THE PERSON. Not a novena, not even a rosary, a more or less perfunctory prayer- for after all, in thinking about the person and the offense you are going very near to temptation. An Our Father, a Hail Mary- make it brief.

Repeat as necessary.
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   Then I was ready to get married, and not a moment before, and the right woman appeared on cue. As a result, we have had a prayerful, peaceful, joyful marriage, for a solid foundation was in place. 
    
   So you should thank God that he is giving you some time to become absolutely victorious in this area, because, believe me, this is the main issue in religious life.  Once I asked Fr. Daniel ( my 103 yr old Cistercian monk/friend at New Melleray) "What is the main sin that monks face?"  His immediate answer was, "I would say, judging other monks."     But I would be remiss if I did not encourage you to make plentiful use of the Sacraments in conjunction with the above.
Who knows if you will change your father’s mind before you enter, or ever, for that matter. As you must realize, it is a VERY easy thing for the Lord to do. I am sure you are praying about it, but really storm Heaven with Masses, with prayer requests lodged with various contemplative communities, with the prayerful old ladies of the parish, etc… Don’t try to do this by yourself. If you do that, and nothing changes, accept it lovingly as a cross from God, given to you for your own salvation and that of your family. Who ever heard of a Carmelite nun without a cross? It may very well be your ladder to Heaven, Philomena.
You are right about that! Over the last few months, I’ve been slowly made aware during prayer that indignation over little things can have a huge impact. St. Therese showed that little things can lead to great holiness, so it follows that little things can also prevent a person from becoming holy.
I will certainly try the short prayer method for dealing with temptation, and I might add that it would make sense to then get busy somehow so I don’t dwell on it.

It’s funny, but it’s one thing to know that feelings and the will are separate, and it’s another to actually put it into practice! I think learning to ignore feelings when they are incorrect is one of the hardest things to do- still working on it! I’ve heard that it’s part of our fallen nature that our feelings do not obey our will as they were origionally supposed to.

Over the past two years, I’ve started frequenting the sacraments much more, and I was blessed to discover a little church here that has daily Mass every morning, so I’m always able go before classes start. They’ve also started doing a holy hour for vocations every week, which is needed bc there is a terrible shortage of priestly vocations in this diocese. (Funny connection- one of the Franciscan sisters here has family in Lincoln, and she made a retreat with the Carmelites in Valparaiso. While she was there, she got the idea for this holy hour and told Father about it when she came back. Father Phillips is a wonderful pious priest, and he loved the idea and set it up right away:))
This is very encouraging- I know that if the Lord wills me to be in Carmel, He will bring me there when I’m ready, and not any earlier. I haven’t asked yet, but how does your wife feel about your daughter’s vocation? Was she also excited, or was it more challenging?
This is true, and it’s actually something I worried about for a while: I worried because I realized I’ve had a very good, blessed life, and I’ve always had everything I needed and most of what I wanted, and how can a person become holy if everything always comes easily? Part of me took it as a good sign that I encountered some oppositon from my dad because I thought maybe that was an indication I had found the right thing. (Let me clarify: I wasn’t looking for opposition in general, and if it had come from Mother Teresa, Mother Agnes, or my spiritual director had opposed it, or if my dad had had some legitimate reason for opposing it, I would have reconsidered this path.)
I’ve also thought that maybe it was God’s will that I took the path I did, as my schooling and job has been very rigorous, so I’ve had to become self-disciplined, and I’ve discovered that I can handle more physical difficulties than I thought I was capable of. Granted, I’m sure there will still be hard things to get used to in a monastary, but when I arrived at college 4 years ago, I remember feeling like I was being “prepped” or trained for something, although I didn’t know what it was at the time. (I’ve been keeping a diary since I was very young, and it’s a little uncanny to read through old entries)
 
Dear Philomena,

Before my daughter entered we watched as many Carmelite films as we could, some of which were really remarkable. If you are familiar with the genre, there is usually a sister who is somewhat like the wicked step-sister in Cinderella, cold, judmental, harsh, uncomprehending toward the new novice.

One of the first things she told us about Valparaiso is, “There is no one like that here!” My impression from the day she entered till now is of a very warm and loving community. Some of my recent posting may have conveyed a different impression, an impression I wish to correct by posting part of my daughter’s letter from Christmas of 2009. (I have to split this, since the program won’t accept all of it otherwise)

Part I:
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Pax Christi! JMJT December 26, 2009

Dear Mom and Dad…

Merry Christmas to you all! I hope you had a lovely day yesterday and that you were able to spend it with each other. St. Perpetua told me that Portland did in fact have the twelve inch snowfall the weathermen predicted (she has a sister who lives in Portland and who occasionally goes to Holy Rosary Parish, too). I wonder what Portland did in that situation.

May God reward you for the cheeses and the chocolates and candies, too! It was very sweet of you to send them. Rev. Mother said to tell you that we’re saving the chocolates for “Dulce Nombre”- the Feast of the Holy Name of Jesus on January 2nd. That’s our novitiate feast day , when we put on a play for the professed sisters and give them little gifts during our recreations, and you would laugh to see our novitiate recreation room these days. It isn’t a huge room- about twelve feet by twenty- some of which space is taken up by a cupboard on one end, a couple of narrow work tables on two sides, and the wood stove. We also take up a lot of space: there are sixteen novices now ( I think). And we each have a little bench to sit on. Lately we put a big folding table in the middle of the room to work on the gifts…and it is very difficult to move from one end of the room to the other: it reminds me of those little plastic puzzles that have one piece missing and you are supposed to move the other pieces around one at a time into that empty spot to get them in the right order. We usually have to do that with each other. It’s complicated as well by Stock and Redi, our dogs, choosing the most inconvenient places to lie down. And someone usually needs to iron a habit or something else….!

But I want to tell you about our Christmas! It has been beautiful so far, and it is just beginning. We keep Advent very quiet, so the Christmas decorations only appear a few days before Christmas, and we decorate frantically. This year I helped with the choir, arranging the pine branches that Sr. Pauline cut form our trees in the South, tying ornaments to them, and arranging dozens of silk poinsettias along the tops of our choir stalls. The change is striking: the choir is bare for weeks, and then one day when we walk into the choir, it is a ablaze with color!

End of Part I
 
Part II:

Christmas Eve to Christmas morning was a beautiful blur, because of our sleeping schedule. Christmas Eve evening was the last day of the Posadas. Have I told you about that custom? It’s Mexican, and it is a custom here because this convent came from Cristo Rey in San Francisco, which in turn came from Guadalajara in Mexico in the 1920’s during the persecution of the Catholic Church there. It re-enacts the journey of the Holy Family through Bethlehem looking for shelter. One side of the choir stays in the choir to be “the bad guys” who won’t let (Jesus,) Mary and Joseph in, and on the other side of the choir stands just outside the choir, and are (Jesus(, Mary and Joseph. We sing back and forth, and eventually the Holy Family is allowed in, amid much bell-ringing: the choir that represents them carries in a little sort of bier (?) with Joseph and Mary on it and we process up to the tabernacle and place it there on a little table. Then we sing and pray some more. Christmas Eve night we end the posadas by welcoming the little infant Jesus , which Rev. Mother brings into the choir, and venerating the infant. Then it’s off to bed for an hour or so, then up again at 10:30 for Matins, then Christmas carols, then Midnight Mass; and the choir and the chapel are lit by candles alone for that Mass. It’s so pretty! This year Sr. Mary Magdalen played her cello, and Srs Juanita and Maravillas their violins, and Sr Perpetua her flute to accompany us on a lot of the songs. I think they did that because a few of our best singers are without voices these days. (a cold went around the community back in November, and a few sisters lost their voices and never got them back! (Yes, Mom, I did get the cold, but I got well again very quickly. You can’t imagine how much care the sisters take of you when you are sick! (they take very good care other times, too, it’s just particularly noteworthy when you’re sick ) As soon as you say your throat is tickling- not even sore- Mother makes you go to bed and get up late…for days…until you think you can’t possibly sleep any more, you are given extra special food, the sister provisor gives you hot drinks at unusual hours….etc., etc, etc,) But I was trying to say that because some of the sisters can’t sing, the community can’t sing the more difficult pieces we would normally have sung. After Mass we had a quick speakroom visit with Monsignor and some other people, and then a little Christmas part on our own, with hot chocolate and goodies. (Monsignor says our rule of life is “ora et festa” ) We got to bed around three o’clock, then the next morning were up for 8:00 Mass. So you can see why it was a bit of a blur!

I strain the milk Thursdays, so I did on Christmas Eve, too: you can’t take a holiday from milking cows. When I went out there, I found that someone had decorated the pouring room with pretty Christmas cards and ornaments and other decorations, so that it looked quite festive. And then I thought, do I hear music? Did someone bring a tape player out to the barn? I opened the door to the stanchion, which opens out to the rest of the barn and saw, in the corner of the barn not a tape player, but Sr. Juana Teresa, all bundled up in coat and hat and scarf, playing Christmas carols on a recorder: “It Came Upon a Midnight Clear”, “Silent Night”…the carols that remind you of shepherds and sheep and cows and barns. And seeing her play, I thought she looked just like a shepherd playing to our Lord. I could have sworn, too, that the cows were giving more milk than usual. St. Pauline who was one of the milkers yesterday said she thought so, too: “They were mooing along to the music, and occasionally they were right on key!”

And then some of the sisters surprised the sister who was cooking the evening meal by singing Christmas carols to her as she worked…

End of quote.
 
Part II:

Christmas Eve to Christmas morning was a beautiful blur, because of our sleeping schedule. Christmas Eve evening was the last day of the Posadas. Have I told you about that custom? It’s Mexican, and it is a custom here because this convent came from Cristo Rey in San Francisco, which in turn came from Guadalajara in Mexico in the 1920’s during the persecution of the Catholic Church there. It re-enacts the journey of the Holy Family through Bethlehem looking for shelter. One side of the choir stays in the choir to be “the bad guys” who won’t let (Jesus,) Mary and Joseph in, and on the other side of the choir stands just outside the choir, and are (Jesus(, Mary and Joseph. We sing back and forth, and eventually the Holy Family is allowed in, amid much bell-ringing: the choir that represents them carries in a little sort of bier (?) with Joseph and Mary on it and we process up to the tabernacle and place it there on a little table. Then we sing and pray some more. Christmas Eve night we end the posadas by welcoming the little infant Jesus , which Rev. Mother brings into the choir, and venerating the infant. Then it’s off to bed for an hour or so, then up again at 10:30 for Matins, then Christmas carols, then Midnight Mass; and the choir and the chapel are lit by candles alone for that Mass. It’s so pretty! This year Sr. Mary Magdalen played her cello, and Srs Juanita and Maravillas their violins, and Sr Perpetua her flute to accompany us on a lot of the songs. I think they did that because a few of our best singers are without voices these days. (a cold went around the community back in November, and a few sisters lost their voices and never got them back! (Yes, Mom, I did get the cold, but I got well again very quickly. You can’t imagine how much care the sisters take of you when you are sick! (they take very good care other times, too, it’s just particularly noteworthy when you’re sick ) As soon as you say your throat is tickling- not even sore- Mother makes you go to bed and get up late…for days…until you think you can’t possibly sleep any more, you are given extra special food, the sister provisor gives you hot drinks at unusual hours….etc., etc, etc,) But I was trying to say that because some of the sisters can’t sing, the community can’t sing the more difficult pieces we would normally have sung. After Mass we had a quick speakroom visit with Monsignor and some other people, and then a little Christmas part on our own, with hot chocolate and goodies. (Monsignor says our rule of life is “ora et festa” ) We got to bed around three o’clock, then the next morning were up for 8:00 Mass. So you can see why it was a bit of a blur!

I strain the milk Thursdays, so I did on Christmas Eve, too: you can’t take a holiday from milking cows. When I went out there, I found that someone had decorated the pouring room with pretty Christmas cards and ornaments and other decorations, so that it looked quite festive. And then I thought, do I hear music? Did someone bring a tape player out to the barn? I opened the door to the stanchion, which opens out to the rest of the barn and saw, in the corner of the barn not a tape player, but Sr. Juana Teresa, all bundled up in coat and hat and scarf, playing Christmas carols on a recorder: “It Came Upon a Midnight Clear”, “Silent Night”…the carols that remind you of shepherds and sheep and cows and barns. And seeing her play, I thought she looked just like a shepherd playing to our Lord. I could have sworn, too, that the cows were giving more milk than usual. St. Pauline who was one of the milkers yesterday said she thought so, too: “They were mooing along to the music, and occasionally they were right on key!”

And then some of the sisters surprised the sister who was cooking the evening meal by singing Christmas carols to her as she worked…

End of quote.
That sounds wonderful! I laughed when she mentioned the extra-special care when someone gets sick- I’ve heard that other places too, and it sounds like the sisters almost “compete” to take care of the sick person! (They see it as a chance to wait on the Lord through the sick person, and both Mother Agnes and Mother Teresa seem like truly motherly people:D)
 
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