It's late (for me), and I'm tired, but I wanted to jot a few thoughts down.
On Oct. 1 we celebrated St. Therese, and three days later on the fourth, we celebrated St. Francis. I sometimes wonder if I'm called to Franciscan spirituality. Is there such a thing as a Franciscan/Carmelite hybrid community? If there is one, please sign me up.
Here in Utah, and at my job at the cemetery, I am surrounded by God's beautiful creation. I constantly hear Him calling me to "come outside and play (or pray)!" This has been the case since I was a child scampering in the trees and dashing through puddles in our yard on the South Shore. These days, I am quite literally living the vow of "Lady Poverty" I took 2 years ago (as well as obedience to God's will, and a celibate life of inclusive love). I live for daily Mass, for spending just a few moments with Jesus in the Blessed Sacrament every morning. Honestly, I couldn't get through my days without Him. St. Clare was extremely devoted to the Eucharist, and Adoration is a part of the Poor Clare charism... it does make me think and wonder, because all of this is very Franciscan, you see.
St. Francis tames the wolf |
On the night of St. Therese's feast day, after the Mass and procession at my parish (St. Therese in Midvale), I came out to my car to find a dead battery.
There have been little nudges over the last 2 years that whisper Francis and Clare, but the louder voice seems to have been dear St. Therese. So who knows. I'm not going anywhere else at the moment; God has given me a real ministry in bereavement and cemetery management.
More on that soon - I promise! In the meantime, please join me in praying for vocations to all charisms, all forms of consecrated life, to marriage, and to single life -- all the variety of lifewalks that God has created to bear fruit.
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