Wednesday, February 27, 2013

The Nunnabe Chronicles: The Pizza Party that went horribly wrong

J.M.J.A.T.K.G

So I've taken up reporting a few stories here and there. This faux-story is based on actual events.


Sister Alice stares absent-minded out the window as she tries to recall 'that night'.
"It was supposed to be a little gathering of our discerners and a few sisters," she sighed. According to her, four young women came over to her convent to have pizza and meet a few of the nuns. Earlier that day one of the discerners asked her if it was okay she brought over her ten-month old nephew.
"'What's the harm?' I thought. Surely nothing could go wrong." Sister Alice took a framed picture of Jesus that was sitting on her desk and shoved it in her desk drawer.
"Oh was I wrong."
According to Sister Alice, there was trouble as soon as the baby and the discerner entered the room. Two of the other discerners raced toward the baby and begged to hold him first. Soon they started to argue. It then got ugly.
"One of the sisters was a negotiator for the United Nations for thirty years. Even she couldn't get those two to stop fighting. The baby had to be taken to another room to avoid being hurt!" Sister Alice exclaimed.
Suddenly, in the middle of the discerner fight the fourth discerner ran out of the room screaming 'BABIES! BABIES EVERYWHERE! GOD WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME?! IS THIS A SIGN?!'
"We haven't seen or heard from her since."
Sister Alice said that eventually the two fighting discerners calmed down and apologized for fighting. They even cleaned up the broken bottles.
"Discerners believe that if you're discerning Religious Life God will lead you on a straight path to the convent- but that's not what it's about- it's about being open to the adventure. Take the baby fiasco-  sometimes God wants you to see your caretaker side. Sometimes God wants to show you what you're missing. But most of the time, a baby at an event is a baby at an event and nothing more. It's all about how you feel and you need to be calm and silent to hear that still, small voice."
After a long pause Sister Alice starts up again:
"Of course, discerners do that wrong too. They go to think about how to they feel yet they don't also pray about it. They gotta let God in! They also have to have a good spiritual advisor that will be help discerns God's call."
At that, Sister Alice pulled the picture of Jesus out of her desk and said, "May God bless the Vocation Director."

Monday, February 4, 2013

Canned Vegetables


J.M.J.A.T.K.G

In the weeks after my mother's death, the massive amount of food delivered to my dad and I was dwindling. I took it upon myself to do the cooking- something I had little knowledge of doing. Every night was battle as I tried to keep the panic of not knowing what I was doing down so dad didn't worry about me. It was also during that time I realized how much I needed my mom. The saddest nearly made me give up entirely.
I couldn't go on like that.
Another activity I took upon myself was cleaning out the kitchen of anything we didn't need- including food.
I started with the top shelf of the pantry where the canned vegetables were. I had never prepared veggies out of can- mom did that- mom did everything that pertained to the kitchen. So naturally I was curious as to how to cook them.
I looked to the directions and there it was- microwave in a bowl for two to three minutes.

MICROWAVE.

IN A BOWL.

FOR TWO TO THREE MINUTES.


There is truly hope in the Jolly Green Giant.

Yes, as I held the can in my hand I felt the overwhelming feeling of...hope. We might just survive this. Hell, someday we might even thrive. Almost every night we had these miracles in a can. Whether it was corn or green beans, it didn't matter, our stomach and peace of mind were filled.
Hope is essential in this life. Even if you have lost faith and love, hope is still there saying there will be better day. Sometimes hope doesn't come in a huge miraculous moment; sometimes hope comes in the ordinary, when you need it the most, when you're so far down in a dark hole looking for any small light. Hope can be found in the smallest most unlikeliness places- you just have to look.