What I’ve been (and still am) thinking about…
I have applied to the Sisters of St. Gregory. My application has been accepted and I have entered into a Year of Discernment.
During this year, I will be working — through prayer and contemplation — to determine if the Sisters are for me and I am for them. In August, if I decide to proceed, I will visit with the Sisters in New York during their annual summer convocation where I will be interviewed.
The Sisters are:
“… a canonically recognized community of women in the Episcopal Church who have been called together by God to live the vowed life in a diversity of styles and spiritualities in the world.
“We live intentionally dispersed, coming together twice a year for convocation, retreat, business, fellowship and worship.
“We are women of prayer; lovers of God; servants of the holy, catholic and apostolic Church. The community is comprised of lay and clergy, young and old, married, widowed, divorced, single, or partnered. Some live in families, some apart.
“We bear witness in the church and in the world that the universal call to holiness may still be experienced as a vocation of uncommon attentiveness to the things of God. Though fully aware of our brokenness and spiritual poverty, we invite and nurture the indwelling of the Holy Trinity in our hearts, as we pray to be bowls of compassion poured out for a broken world, and participants in God’s recreation of all things.”
I have had this in mind for almost two years. I want this. I want to live a vowed life, and I want to live in community — but I want to live in the community of which I am already a member. I love my home and family and my parish. I want to stay here.
But I also want more. Hmmm, all of this “I want.” It’s not really the best way to put it. I feel called. It’s a very loud call … I just haven’t always listened.
So now I am listening and I am praying for the discernment of my path.
When you think of me — IF you think of me — would you partner with me in praying?
For some reason I am finding it hard to ask for that help. Maybe that is why I haven’t posted, why I have been so very quiet.
Anyway, thank you for the love and the peace I feel from you — even through the fear I feel in asking. I am grateful for you.