It's the Most Wonderful Time of the Year: Buy a Nun a Book Day!

Yes, tomorrow is the feast of St Hildegard of Bingen, Benedictine nun and author, a Renaissance woman centuries before the Renaissance... and the annual observance beloved of consecrated women everywhere, Buy a Nun a Book Day.

Last Year, you generously revamped the Liturgy section of our novitiate library: THANKS!!!!!! The novices still need a few titles, especially for the Scripture shelf, in case you are so inclined. And, indeed, I myself have quite a lengthy "wish list" of books. 

But, as much as we love books, what we really need is a generator. Not your back-yard-in-case-the-lights-go-out kind of generator, but an industrial scale behemoth to replace the ancient one that gave up the ghost (along with some carbon monoxide) last winter. Naturally, we shut it down as soon as we figured out what that triple-beep alarm meant, but that means that when the power goes out (as it did very briefly this past Sunday) we have no backup power for the emergency lights, the Infirmary elevator and oxygen system, the walk-in freezer and refrigerator, and the server room. (You can read more about this on our newsletter.)

It's really not a good situation to be in. And generators that size are not cheap. We will be devoting our annual fund-raiser to this project, but I thought Why not give people an opportunity to turn a book into a generator this year, and donate toward the generator what they would have spent on a book for the sisters?

So if you were wondering about Buy a Nun a Book Day, and wishing you could buy a book for ALL your favorite media nuns, this might be one way to do it. Then when the new generator powers on those emergency lights during the next power failure, we can all...read.

If you still really, really want to send a book, ship to the novices' library at:

Daughters of St Paul
Novices Library
50 SAINT PAULS AVENUE
Jamaica Plain, MA 02130

(That's my address, too, but I'm not hinting!!!)

Why discernment has to take so long

It's no secret that one of the challenges in religious life in recent decades has been the "vocation crisis." In one way, it's not so much a lack of vocations (God doesn't stop calling men and women to a life of special consecration and mission) as it is a crisis of correspondence. But you could also say it is a crisis of discernment.

Thankfully, among Catholic young adults, "discernment" is the spiritual buzzword du jour. It is becoming a recognizable aspect of Catholic spiritual development. "I'm in discernment," someone will say, and the proper response is encouragement and prayer.

But discernment is a two-way street. Not only does a young person (or in some cases not-so-young) need to discern their particular call from God, the communities that work with them also have to exercise great discernment before allowing a person to enter candidacy or postulancy (much less novitiate or first vows). When someone is attracted to religious life, or to a ministry, or to a particular community, the process of discernment can seem to plod along at a purgatorial pace. (I heard once that on a vocational chatroom, one complaint was, "It's really hard to get into the Daughters"!)

At times, though, you'll hear of a young person entering a community after a discernment of only three to six months. Those stories give me the willies. The young person may be clear about their vocational desires, but has the community itself made a discernment? Or do they expect all that to come after the person has left "home, brothers, sisters and property"?

A tragic item in the news this week highlights this responsibility. When I first saw a hint of it on Twitter yesterday, I immediately replied to the reporter that such a thing just didn't ring true; religious communities have safeguards in place! We practice discernment! But after a bit (the reporter was good enough to engage me in conversation), I had to face the facts. Clearly, for whatever reason, the sisters failed in vocational discernment.  The particular case, extreme as it is, involved deceit (or at least dissembling) on the part of the prospective candidate; but somehow the community did not really know the candidate.

I am praying very much for the community involved; for their sisters who had been in vocational contact with the young woman; for the postulants and formation directress forced into an experience so foreign to every expectation. All this, because of a lack of true discernment. Perhaps it was from an excess of enthusiasm; perhaps a bit of impatience; cultural differences may have played a huge role.

But I am not giving up on vocational discernment! In fact, if you know a young woman who could possibly find her fullest joy in a life of consecration and mission, please encourage her to "enter a discernment process"; and maybe you could forward our vocational e-zine!