Feast day of St. Therese, the Little Flower
It's late, and I'm tired, and there's a faculty meeting at 7:30 tomorrow morning, but I just wanted to get this down. St. Therese de Lisieux I have journaled quite a bit lately about my call to Carmel, that is, to become a Carmelite. I admit I've been dancing around it for some time, afraid to allow myself to just give myself over to it. Because what if I'm wrong? What if God doesn't want me there after all? What if those educational loans never get paid off? Tonight at Mass, I asked St. Therese to pray for me, and while the response wasn't as dramatic as one of the candles below her statue exploding , I felt a shift inside, like moving from one level to another. I know in my heart that I am Carmelite. I am discerning with a cloistered community in San Diego, and I have been in touch with their sister (or rather, grandmother) community in Boston. Everyone seems to be saying "yes, you have the Carmelite spirituality" based on the graces God h...