I’ve always been fascinated by sisters and nuns. When I was a kid I thought, “They have the best job: they have the greatest boss in the universe, and their compensation lasts for all eternity.” But I never seriously considered applying because I assumed that holiness was a prerequisite.
As I grew up I pursued different things (college, jobs, guys) looking for something I could dedicate my life to, but I never really found a good match. So I finally asked God for advice, and within the year I wound up living in Beaverton, Oregon (of all places) where I met the Sisters of St. Mary of Oregon. I seemed to have fallen in love with this order. I feel so blessed to have found them, and to have been accepted by them.
I still can’t believe how lucky I am sometimes. Every now and then I’ll be sitting in chapel and just be struck with wonder as I think, “Wow! How did I, of all people, ever get here?”