Alone in the Desert

by | Mar 8, 2011 | Personal

Alone in the Desert I realize I may be veering off the subject somewhat, but I thought this may be a good time to add one of my very first experiences in the Carmelite Monastery. Sometimes my heart still longs to be there because it was there where I felt closest to the Lord Jesus. However, no matter what state of life we happen to be in, we can still cultivate that close relationship with Him. I entered the Monastery of Discalced Carmelites in Anywhere, U.S.A. in August of 1969. Little did I know that the Lord was going to place a great cross upon my shoulders. Mine is a story about the will and determination of the soul to go on no matter how the odds are stacked against her. Shortly after I entered the monastery I began to get sick. As the days wore on, my throat became sorer and my glands became swollen. When I went to kneel down and kiss the floor before entering the chapel as was our custom, I felt that my throat was going to pop out of my neck and that my head was going to explode. At that point I did not know what to do. Should I wait it out until it passed or should I go to the mother prioress and tell her that I was sick? I finally decided to say something to the mother prioress because I was getting no better. The doctor was called in to the monastery to see me. He examined me and felt that I had a generalized infection and prescribed injections...