Maybe it is the years. The maturity. Maybe it is the fact that I have five boys now, not one. Maybe it is my absolute love of my Catholic faith. Maybe it was that first visit to the seminary or getting to know some priests and some religious sisters. Maybe it is the fact that I have been a parent for almost 13 years, and I understand more as I teach it to my children that we are all called to a vocation by God and that we must ask Him what His will is and listen for His answer. When we talk to our kids about what they could be...anything...that the best answer they could give is "whatever God wants me to be." They (we all) pray that God leads them toward the vocation He has already chosen for them. I've met several men who went to the seminary to discern their calling, and determined that they were being lead elsewhere. I've also met several men who were in a wonderful relationship with a woman that they would consider marrying, and followed God's call to the priesthood instead. That is a pretty amazing testimony of faith. I'm not saying at all that it is easy to listen to God and not wonder, but possible, it certainly is!
About five years ago or so, we went to the ordination ceremony of a friend. He was one of several men receiving the sacrament of Holy Orders and being ordained to the priesthood. I remember it vividly. I was completely overcome with emotion and found myself nearly sobbing with pride for our friend...and then I thought about how proud his parents...his mother, must be and sobbed even more! My heart was transformed, and from that point, I've felt that it would be a highest honor if one of my boys is called to become a priest. (Or one of my girls called to be a religious sister!)
|Joseph and Mathilda receiving a first blessing from Fr. Zimmer.|