Friday, February 10, 2012

My Vocation to "Wholiness"

*This is a talk I gave in March 2011.   I am posting it because it is still how I feel and is still something I struggle with today.  Lord, help me to by "Wholy."

This weekend, I went for a run... though I would rather like to call it a marathon. It wasn't a race with numbers to clip to yourself, there wasn't a winner with a trophy, and no one was keeping time to see if they broke a record. It was all the way in Indianapolis and part of the challenge was getting myself there... you see, I have never been to Indy and I was so scared to drive there all by myself, but as evidence shows... I did in fact make there and back in one piece.

You see... I was on a Nun Run (did she just say nun? Gasp!) Yes... I did say nun. I traveled around Indianapolis with five other young women spending time with five different religious communities, learning about their foundings, spiritualities, and most importantly... experiencing holiness in a variety of ways.

You may be wondering, why would Kara go on a nun run... is she like... gonna be a nun? Well, you and I are wondering the same thing and I don't have an answer for ya. I have been discerning religious life for a really like time now, since like freshman year of high school. When I used to hear the word vocation I thought it meant either married life, single life, or religious life and I would play eenie, meenie, minie, mo with God everyday... pleading with him for an answer. What was my vocation?

Then this summer, I learned about a universal vocation that we all have. I went on a pilgrimage to Europe and those two weeks traveling around France, Spain, and Portugal, visiting holy site after holy site could be a week long testimony in itself, so I will not share about everything, but I will share an afternoon with you. We were in Avila, Spain... Home of St. Theresa of the Child Jesus... a doctor of the church. We had spent the morning at the Carmelite Monastery there St. Theresa lived and I had a big moment there. I met the Mother Superior at that convent and just being there, visiting with her... I can't really describe it. Sorry. I will say that when I was in the monastery, there was such a sense of peace and when I was in the presence of Madre Carmen, overwhelming joy. This was a very holy place.

So, after being at the convent, I needed some time in prayer and reflection and found myself spending the afternoon with a new friend I had met from the pilgrimage. Max was a seminarian preparing to become a Franciscan Friar of the Renewal and he is the one who got me on this “holiness kick.” We were walking around Avila, talking and he asked me if I had considered religious life. I kind of lost my breath for a second and my heart was racing. How did he know? Do I have this “nunly ora” radiating from me with a big sign over my head that says “discerner, discerner.” I answered yes and then we sat down and talked about discernment. I told him everything... the first time I kind of felt the call was at my confirmation retreat and then all during high school, I kind of ignored it because I didn't want to deal with it. But then I got to college and I mean, there is a lot of future preparations going on. People are picking majors, planning careers, and all I can think about is what God is calling me to do with my life. What is my vocation?

I told Max that I went on this pilgrimage to find peace. If you look in my journal, I named it “A Pilgrimage for Peace.” I told him that I wanted to end this pilgrimage at peace with my vocation. I wanted to know if I was going to be a religious sister or not. He was quiet for a minute and I was thinking, oh gosh... I have said too much... dang it. Then he looked up and was like, Kara, I am going to share with you something my spiritual director shared with me during my discernment. Don't get so caught up in asking God if you are called to religious life. Instead, answer the universal call to holiness. We are all called to be holy, to be saints and it is from that holiness that we can figure the rest out. I just sat there for a minute. Holiness... what is holiness? How am I called to be holy?

Well, that was about 8 months ago and I am still working on it. I initially thought that being holy meant being religious. Fr. John is holy... he is a priest, celebrates mass everyday, prays the divine office... yep... that's holiness. I looked at Madre Carmen... she's a Carmelite nun... SOOOOO holy. She prays all day, is cloistered, and stays in her “little heaven” of a monastery as she calls it. I'd say that's holy. Then I looked at the Saints... though I wouldn't say they all were particularly holy their whole lives... some very not holy actually... they still had eventually reached that conversion and had lived their lives in such a way that they were canonized by the Catholic church as Saints. But what about everyone who is not canonized as a Saint? Do they not also live good, holy lives? Of course they do.

There isn't one way to be holy. Even though we all have that universal call to holiness, we respond to that call in our own, individual ways. We are equipped with gifts unique to ourselves that help us live out that vocation.

Once I made this holy distinction, I spent some time pondering how I am to answer that call. One might say I was obsessed with it. I wanted desperately to be holy... so I took it to prayer. I went to adoration one night at Newman and wrote a chaplet for holiness. It is a prayer prayed on rosary beads, but instead of Hail Marys, Glory Bes, and Our Fathers, I wrote different prayers for holiness to be said on the beads. So I was sitting in the chapel, had just finished my chaplet and then I got thinking and this voice/thought came into my head. Hey Kara... you are holy silly! I made you in my image and likeness... you were holy from the very beginning. Stop obsessing and live out that holiness. Use your gifts to glorify me in all that you do... that is answering the call.

Glorify me in all that you do... hm... so it's not glorify me in some of the things you do, or sometimes when you want a break, you don't have to glorify me and can just do whatever, even though the whole time you are making unholy choices I will be tugging at your heart, kind of ruining the rebellion... yeah... I am a pretty bad rebel... my guilt ruined the rebellion. Even though, I don't completely have this part down... the whole glorifying God in all that I do... holiness is a vocation right... not a vacation. It isn't something you do for a weekend and are like, high-five, that weekend of holiness was really great. I glorified you real good for 3 days. What a vacation. No... it is a vocation. It is something that we are called to do for our whole lives, and part of that means that it is a process. We won't necessarily get it right the whole time, but we gotta keep at it.

So... I kind of figured out what holiness was... but how am I called to be holy? That is where this weekend comes in again. I experienced five ways to exercise holiness during the nun run because each community glorified God in their respected ministries. The Daughters of Charity serve the poor, the Little Sisters of the Poor serve the elderly in their nursing home, the Franciscans are teachers at a local university, the Sisters of Providence teach at an innercity Catholic High School, and the Sisters of St. Benedict live in a monastery and run a retreat center. But holiness isn't just exercised in ministry, it comes about in every choice we make, in ALL THAT WE DO. Each community had it's own prayer life, it's own spirituality, its own charisms 

I will close with this: When I was in religion class in Catholic School growing up, we were learning about First Holy Communion. When I was writing Holy Communion, I would always write it with a “w” at the beginning... as in wholey and I would get so mad when my teacher would mark it wrong. Looking back... I mean, I prolly just did it because I had spelling issues, but while preparing my testimony on holiness... I thought back to it. Why isn't holy spelled with a w? I know... there is probably a root word and etymology or something... but putting that all aside... answering that call to holiness, being holy... is about the whole person... glorifying God in all that we do: actions, thoughts, and prayer. Answering that call to wholiness... glorifying God in ALL that we do... becoming WHOLE!

Monday, June 6, 2011

Pendulum of Love

I have never considered myself a song writer or a poet, but this past weekend, I went on a Monastic Experience Retreat at the Carmelite Monastery in Terre Haute, IN.  While praying outside on a swing, I was inspired to write this song.

Pendulum of Love

Refrain:
Oh Lord I ask of you now,
will you answer my prayer?
Stop the swinging of my heart,
pierce it with your holy dart.

Oh Lord I ask of you now,
will you guide my life?
I want to answer your call,
hold me tight, may I not fall.

Verse 1:
I'm swinging away Lord,
back and forth I go.
This pendulum of love,
is powered from above.

Verse 2:
When love consumes fear,
I am overcome with peace.
Let the beating of my heart,
pound the rhythm of your love.

Verse 3:
God speaks to my heart,
asking what I desire.
I long to be whole,
mind, body, and soul.

Because my heart is torn,
craving more,
caught in this pendulum of love.

Monday, May 16, 2011

A "Holy Wrench" to screw in this nut


I am just going to come out and say it… this year has sucked… hardcore. Between being in my first “real” relationship and it ending, not being the most responsible student, and participating in a lot of 21 year old activities, I have managed to put myself in rough shape. Need I mention that I have been discerning my vocation harder than ever? I feel so alone and I don’t know what to do about it. No one understands what I am going through and it is hard to explain how I am feeling without sounding like I am complaining or making excuses.
I want to embrace this struggle that few people experience, but sometimes it gets too hard and I want to be normal. I want to be able to just focus on my classes and friends, but instead… I have this “holy wrench” that gets thrown into everything. Every choice I make, every action I take, includes the God factor: Is this what God wants for me? My whole life, I have been able to ask this question and make the right choice depending on the answer. However, this year, I have been a rebel.
In my quest to be normal, I have tried to unscrew this “holy wrench” from my life. I wanted to make my own decisions and not think about God in everything I do. But, as I have stated before… this year has sucked… hardcore. It doesn’t work that way for me. I cannot eliminate God from one part of my life, because if I try, I fail.
God and I have a unique relationship and this is where I have trouble explaining it to others and why I feel so alone. Jesus is more than my Savior, God is more than my Creator, and the Holy Spirit is more than my spiritual fuel. They are part of my everything. One reason that I feel called to the religious life is because of this unique relationship with Christ.
Without sounding completely insane, I am going to try and explain my relationship with Christ. Imagine this for a minute. Jesus and I have been together for a long time, establishing our roles in the relationship and developing a comfort with one another. He comes first and I pull a WWJD constantly. Everything I did, I did for him and I would often not even think about myself because I am nothing without him. I was created to be His hands and feet on earth, to bring Him to others by using the gifts I was given by Him. My purpose in life is to serve him… but being a servant can be exhausting at times. Being told what to do and how to live your life can be controlling at times. Was I sick of being Jesus’ servant? Was I sick of being the one giving myself up in the relationship? Oh Kara!!! 
          So I took a break from being his servant. I made my own decisions (poor ones) in a way to focus on me and put me first for once. Each time I ignored the “holy wrench” I could feel a part of me, a good part of me, slipping away. The fact that I had this feeling should have told me that Jesus never stopped loving me and the fact that I am in this struggle should tell me that He is pouring His heart out to me even more now. It took my 9-month rebellion for me to realize that the Lord has provided everything I need. I may have thought I needed a break from being his servant to figure out who I am, but since He is such a big part of me, I really am nothing without him. He needs to be in my life every step of the way. I need to talk to him about everything to decide if it is glorifying Him. I should not WANT to be "normal" because what I have with Christ is unique and special. I should embrace it and use that gift to help others build a relationship with Him too.
           So there it is in a nutshell. I may be a nut, but I try to be a holy nut… a holy nut waiting to be cracked by the “holy wrench,” so I may find my vocation and serve Him completely.  Every morning I ask the Lord what I am supposed to do with my life and He tells me to get out of bed. That is what I do. I get out of bed and try to be the best Kara I possibly can be. Sometimes I fail at this endeavor and then I get frustrated. Before I go to bed I ask God to guide my heart to follow Him. He tells me to close my eyes.

Wednesday, December 29, 2010

Discernment: Bringing God into the Conversation

We make it through life faced with decisions:  Where am I going to college?  What will be my major?  What will I do after graduation?  Should I marry this guy?  These are very normal questions that are asked and there are logical ways to answer them.  We consider cost, location, size, and areas of study when choosing a college.  We consider our joys and skills when choosing a major.  When it comes to graduation, we choose whether to continue our education in grad school, begin a career by joining the workforce, or even taking a year off.  And finally marriage... making the decision to spend the rest of your life with a person.  We consider chemistry, things we have in common, and the big one... L-O-V-E.  We can make choices by just taking into account these aspects of decision-making, or we can take a walk on the spiritual side of things and bring God into the conversation.

Imagine having God in your head during every decision you make.  It is like WWJD to the extreme.  When buying a new pair of boots I think, "Oh man, these are sexy" and then go on to plan an outfit with them for an imaginary date.  Then there is a little voice in my head going, "Hey, that's not important.  Don't worry about what's on your feet.  Are you glorifying me while you are walking in those boots?"  I consider how I reflect God in all that I do.  I try to live my life as a prayer, serving Him at all times.  God is a part of every decision I make, but that doesn't always mean I listen to that little voice in my head.  That voice is key in discernment because it reminds me that it's not about me, but rather all about Him and how I use my gifts to do His work on earth.

This blog is a documentation of my conversation with God, my discernment process.  I am a college student discerning my purpose in life and how I am called to serve God.  Am I to have a career and become a wife and mother, or am I called to be a religious sister?  Sure, this is a very personal matter and anyone reading this might be wondering why I would even want to share it with the World Wide Web. 

You see, discerning religious life is a very isolating experience.  Though my friends and family support me and are willing to listen to everything I am going through, they still don't understand.  I feel very alone which causes all kinds of emotions like anger and frustration.  I desperately want to be normal like my friends, worrying about my school work, but instead, I have God tugging at my heart and messing with MY plans.  I have this "holy wrench" that gets thrown into everything.  I consider God's plan now, rather than my plan, but here's the kicker:  I don't know His plan for me.  Through discernment, I hope to gain some pieces of that plan so I can take the steps needed to be what He is calling me to be.  I hope to find peace in the end.  Peace in my life whether I am a wife and mother or a religious sister.   

I don't know what I expect to get from this blog, but I hope it provides a glimpse of the struggle.  Discerning a religious vocation is conflicting:  wanting to be normal like my friends but then feeling called to sacrifice my wants and satisfy my need for holiness.  I also hope that this blog gives comfort to any young person in my shoes.  May they read this and know that they are not the only person out there struggling with this "holy wrench."  Follow me as I discern my vocation and make the choice between God or the guy.