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A Priest’s Life

became directly involved in the parish. I joined the liturgy com- mittee and helped with music, the youth group, and the RCIA program. My faith blossomed, and I felt God’s call, which was accompanied by a sense of joy and peace. When I was involved in church, I was at home. When I finally entered the seminary three years later, I woke up late one night and asked myself, “Why did I fear?” God’s presence and confirmation were so real.

Making a Difference

I want to share with you two stories that show why I am a priest and how God continues to confirm his calling to me. Just a few months ago, I received a phone call from a young woman who now lived on the West Coast. She was going to be in town for a few days and wanted to stop by and visit with me. I had no idea why. I didn’t even recognize her name, but there I was, a few days later, greeting her and her mother at the door.

She came into my office, and with tears in her eyes recounted the story of the death of her stepfather. Neither she nor her mother had been Catholic, but they remembered my taking care of her father when he was hospitalized and later as he was dying. She said that I had included them so much in the funeral, even though they did not understand all of the rituals. She wanted me to know how grateful she was. I thought that was the end of the conversation.

But then she described how, days later, she and her boyfriend were driving in a car together and had a terrible accident. He was killed. Others blamed her for his death, and in fact, she found herself feeling terribly guilty (even though she was not)


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