A vocation is worth waiting for
January 15, 2010
Back at the Abbey, we studied vocations in the last year of religion class. Our classroom was across the hallway from bulletin boards covered with career information, so it would not have been surprising if we confused the concept of vocation, a calling from God to live in a certain state of life, with vocation, a chosen career. We worried about both at the same time; it seemed that we would have to make a decision about both at the same time. Our religion textbook outlined four vocations: married life, religious life, the priesthood and single life. The chapter on each vocation included a little story and a few quotes from the famous. The story about single life featured homeless people, male and female, exchanging affectionate wisecracks in a soup kitchen. There was a quote by diplomat Dag Hammarskjöld describing his deep loneliness as a single man. Terrified of both homelessness and loneliness, I did not find this chapter inspiring. I prayed for a vocation to married life or religious life. I didn’t care which one, just as long as I wasn’t saddled with a vocation to the single life. I married in a panic at age 25, was divorced at age 27, got an annulment at age 28, and was single for a solid 10 years.