So I told you that I would write to you about this little tiny conversion that I experienced...well it could be interpreted as a conversion--to some it might not be one at all.
I was riding in my friends car the other day. It actually happened to be SUNDAY. She was driving me home after I had spent the night over her house. We somehow got on the topic of me wanting to join a religious community. She was asking questions, that I would never have expected her to ask. Then I asked her a question: " When I recieve my habit, what will you think?", Will you be able to ride with me in a car, walk with me down the street?". She was silent for a second then she asked me how my God-daughter might feel, and how her boyfriend might feel...more silence. Then she started crying, I have never known her to be a particularly emotional person, so this surprised me--BUT NOT AS MUCH AS IT SURPRISED HER!Then she told me " I just pictured you walking down the street all in Black, and the tears just started coming". I smiled, and told her that I understood---my becoming a sister was coming closer to reality, and she was starting to realize it. Then she asked me "Why do you suppose I am crying? I have always been awkward around nuns that I see---like I try to avoid them, could this mean I am possessed, that I have some demonic influences?" I just sat there listening as she milled around her mind, for reasoning. Not only reasoning for the sudden tears that remained throughout the rest of our ride, but for reasoning of life in general. She turned to me and said "I NEED God in my life" I looked at her and smiled, she had told me this once before and had never acted upon the feeling. "No, really, I NEED God in my life, I think maybe I should go back to church" I nodded. Simply stating "Yes, going back to church would be wise decision, not just for you but for your girls." I went on to describe how her eldest daughter WANTS to go to mass, and that there is something in that statement. Her eldest is my God-daughter, I have taken her to mass with me a couple of times-she goes to a Catholic school so understands the importance and meaning behind it. My friend has since asked me if she could go to mass with me this coming Sunday---I told her OF COURSE...returning to something can be scary, and returning to God should be an experience filled with LOVE---which I willingly give!
I hope you have gotten something out of this experience...perhaps as much or more than I have.
Now onto The Panhandle Franciscans::: No Application yet, checked with the USPS and they said it could take up to one calendar week (not including Sunday) for a letter to arrive from Amarillo, Tx to Baltimore...So thus the patience continues
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