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reminded me what had nudged her
beyond the hesitation of that old
nervous attraction: she had fallen in
love. And not only fallen in love with
this man who was about to become
her husband but with whom she was
able to be when she was with this
And yes, even this joyful moment took courage, but she hadn’t
sweated to dig up the courage only
for this moment. no, she had trusted
that falling in love was falling into
the arms of the God who is God of
the future, the God who takes and
who gives good gifts. it was her
slight smile that shed a small light on
Hadn’t I fallen in love,
into the arms of a good
God who gives good gifts
and who had given me
as good a gift?
my own heart. Hadn’t i fallen in love,
into the arms of a good God who
gives good gifts and who had given
me as good a gift? Wasn’t that why
i was sitting there dressed as i was?
Hadn’t God swept me off my feet?
yes, many times.
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First nudge toward love
the fear, the old nervous attraction,
of commitment. i glanced down at
my two hands clasped in my lap and
felt the ring on my own finger, and
oft-repeated phrases of my own vows
came bubbling up from within me:
“Almighty and eternal God . . .
yet i have been strengthened by your
infinite compassion . . . perpetual
poverty, chastity, and obedience . . .
as you have given me the desire to
make this offering . . . give me the
grace to fulfill it . . . i promise to
enter this same society to spend my
life in it forever.”
Forever. Lifting my eyes, i
watched this friend of mine again. it
was the fire in her slight smile that
The first time, the time that nudged
me into this Jesuit life, happened
during my junior year of college. i
was visiting a group of young Jesuits
at Loyola University in Chicago
when i really fell. But it isn’t so
much those guys that i remember;
it’s the buzz in my heart i had those
few days. The sense of purpose that