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jesancy
Guest
I have a question for anyone who is a nun or priest, or for those who are discerning their calling. What sorts of things made you feel you were called? What were your thoughts? Your doubts? What challenges did you face as you took your “first step” towards the religious life? How did your families respond? Did you have to leave anyone behind?
I ask because… Well, no, not because I am discerning a calling. Rather, it is because the man Iove has discerned his. He has spent almost five years now preparing to be a priest, and we have not been in contact at all during that time. Recently, however, he reappeared in my life and confessed to me how difficult life as a Dominican has been for him and that he still thinks of me. He was also very overcome by emotions at seeing me and even kissed me–through his initiative, not mine.
Afterward, he was visibly torn and told me, “This isn’t fair to you.” And it wasn’t. He has since disappeared from my life–probably for forever–and I am trying very hard to “let go and let God.” But I can’t help but think about the “real” side of him I saw that night. I can’t help but hurt. I can’t help but shout at the sky, “Why?!” … I do wish the Church allowed priests to marry. I would love to be able to support him in his service to the Lord.
I ask because… Well, no, not because I am discerning a calling. Rather, it is because the man Iove has discerned his. He has spent almost five years now preparing to be a priest, and we have not been in contact at all during that time. Recently, however, he reappeared in my life and confessed to me how difficult life as a Dominican has been for him and that he still thinks of me. He was also very overcome by emotions at seeing me and even kissed me–through his initiative, not mine.
Afterward, he was visibly torn and told me, “This isn’t fair to you.” And it wasn’t. He has since disappeared from my life–probably for forever–and I am trying very hard to “let go and let God.” But I can’t help but think about the “real” side of him I saw that night. I can’t help but hurt. I can’t help but shout at the sky, “Why?!” … I do wish the Church allowed priests to marry. I would love to be able to support him in his service to the Lord.