I finished my final Theology final this morning! Now I to complete my packing and preparations to drive home tomorrow! I wish I had Dorothy's ruby slippers and could simply click my heels while wishing myself home to the monastery. However, no such luck.
Dorothy was right, there is no place like home! I am excited to be returning home to the monastery and sisters. Being away and living with Franciscans has helped me appreciate our Benedictine home. This night owl is even ready to return to our horarium of 6:30AM prayer and Mass.
Blessings,
3 comments:
nice shoes.
Ah, I'm an aspirant for a Poor Clare Monastery and I can assure you that I am dying to go to my new home... I know just how you feel, just in a different context :).
Sadie, Home is most definately where you find you heart. The context might change, but once you discover the place you call home, the heart doesn't rest easy until you return. Blessings on your discernment and 'homing' with the Poor Clares.
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