On my third visit to "my nuns" I helped a sister work on her computer. She instructed me on how to get on the internet. I dutifully followed her instructions and saw the familiar google page.
She stood up smiling and said "you're in."
And she kept saying it over and over.
Suddenly I realized she wasn't talking about getting on the internet.
Five years later I'm hearing the president of "my nuns" say those words to me: "you're in."
The shock hasn't quite settled. I never imaged feeling the way I feel right now. I just replay that moment when the president opened her arms to welcome me into the community.
It wasn't the most glamous of moments. I was in my favorite sweatpants and t-shirt watching Anderson Cooper.
She walked in smiling while my nun-roommates watched on. Once we hugged, they grabbed the scotch her and a beer for me.
The stupid smile never leaving my face.
The journey will be hard at times; easy at others; painful; joyful; full. I'm apart of something much bigger than myself. Something that I prayed for; cried about; lost sleep; lost friends; gained friends; moved across the country for.
I'm in....the beginning of the formation process. There will be more tears, more sleepless nights but I won't do it alone. I will talk about my feelings more I want to and will have disagreements with my sisters (it's already happened).
But a mysterious God called and I am still answering. It's lead me to here: sitting in my sweat pants with a stupid smile on my face.
She stood up smiling and said "you're in."
And she kept saying it over and over.
Suddenly I realized she wasn't talking about getting on the internet.
Five years later I'm hearing the president of "my nuns" say those words to me: "you're in."
The shock hasn't quite settled. I never imaged feeling the way I feel right now. I just replay that moment when the president opened her arms to welcome me into the community.
It wasn't the most glamous of moments. I was in my favorite sweatpants and t-shirt watching Anderson Cooper.
She walked in smiling while my nun-roommates watched on. Once we hugged, they grabbed the scotch her and a beer for me.
The stupid smile never leaving my face.
The journey will be hard at times; easy at others; painful; joyful; full. I'm apart of something much bigger than myself. Something that I prayed for; cried about; lost sleep; lost friends; gained friends; moved across the country for.
I'm in....the beginning of the formation process. There will be more tears, more sleepless nights but I won't do it alone. I will talk about my feelings more I want to and will have disagreements with my sisters (it's already happened).
But a mysterious God called and I am still answering. It's lead me to here: sitting in my sweat pants with a stupid smile on my face.
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