Perhaps this was the first time religious life has popped up in my mind, or the first time I acknowledged it, or maybe it is when I finally voiced what is in my hear. Oddly enough I do not recall exactly when God started calling to me in a unique way, but this is the earliest specific memory that I have of any conversation of any sort, with myself or with others.
We were hanging out after the day of service. There had been a sister who was visiting the place we were at and she was hanging out with us for a little before bed. I remember thinking, I wonder what it would be like to be a sister. Once she left, and it was just me and couple friends, I did something I hardly did then. I opened myself up. To my friends there, I voiced my question out loud, wondering what they thought on it. The thoughts of this seemed to have stuck through my mind, though I payed little attention to them roaming around.
Now there is this friend of mine, and she had been very interesting in the religious life. As a leader of the Women of Faith club that I was in, she would invite the order that she was looking at to come and visit. It was truly an inspiration! Now that I think back , maybe this thought had processed before my sophomore year. I am going to take a gander it was in my mind my freshman year, at least half. Anyways, back to the topic. It turns out that this her junior year (she was a year older), would be her last at Saint Mary’s and then the next year she would be entering. I was in such awe of her call in life. It made me really smile!
Was that mission trip a gateway to opening the conversation? How was I inspired my my friend Josie, now called Sr. Rita Marie? Where does this story go next!?