There are times...nostalgic times....when I really miss being a part of the Community of the Sisters of St. Joseph. As a result, I’ve been searching...seeking...for some kind of ‘community’... a community where prayer and the sharing of God is a priority. This is the main reason for my enquiry into the Associates of St. Francis. Yet, in my heart, I seemed to know...though I persisted... becoming an Associate isn’t the answer.
I’ve been praying for discernment...for God to tell me where to go... what to do. His response, as usual, has been in the whispers of things. I only needed eyes to see, ears to hear and that required my settling long enough in His presence to be able to put the bits and pieces together.... things I found myself telling others as well as them telling me. I was so busy seeking...looking at the ‘other side of the fence’...I couldn’t see and appreciate what was right in front of me.
One of the things leading to my understanding was in the statement I made to a friend, "It's funny...I keep seeking and looking for the road I'm meant to travel and then realize I've been on it right along."
But even in making that admission, though I recognized its truth, I hadn’t come to a full realization. It’s taken the responses of others, their sharing of their love and their God to make me realize I am indeed a part of a community... a community, not of my making nor a result of my seeking, but a community God has brought together and made an integral part of my life... a community which continues to grow in the Spirit and in number... and I grow with it.
We never know where our path will lead but when we walk with God, it will always take us where we’re meant to go.
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