On Vocation
By Brother David I fled Him, down the nights and down the days; I fled Him, down the arches of the years; I fled Him, down the labyrinthine ways Of my own mind; and in the mist of tears I hid from Him, and under running laughter. (from “The Hound of Heaven” by Francis Thompson) When I was a child, my aunt Mary gave me a copy of The Way of a Pilgrim . I was 9 years old. I read it and knew what I wanted to be when I grew up. Then I forgot about it. When I was in junior high at St Sebastian’s Catholic School, the good sisters asked us to pray for vocations and to pray that we be given vocations to the priestly or religious life. Now what was interesting about being asked to pray for religious and priestly vocations – and especially to pray that any one of us might be given such a vocation – was how those ways of life were presented as “better” than what was lived “in the world.” Anyway I th...