I
KNOW someone who’s now a priest but whose life story has amazed me no end.
Before priesthood, he was a professional man working in a number of companies,
receiving very good pay and other perks, and had everything to point to a very
successful future.
But
he took a drastic, sharp turn in life, chose to take the road less traveled and
became a priest, contented with sitting in confessionals for hours to hear and
absolve penitents of their sins, give spiritual direction, say Mass, and do all
the other priestly pastoral work, to which he gave his all.
He
said it was a matter of a divine vocation which he could not refuse. He said he
felt an urge, an attraction to the priesthood so strong he could not sleep
until he gave in to it. He was fully convinced his true happiness lay there.
Turning his back on his prosperous career was really not a big sacrifice for
him. It was in fact a relief.
Before
the priestly vocation entered his mind, he was more or less a normal guy. He
had been a good son to his parents, a good brother is his siblings, and a very
good student since grade school, with honors always coming his way.
In
fact, he managed to get a full-tuition with free board-and-lodging scholarship
for his college at a prestigious university. And he finally graduated at the
top of the class.
His
godfather, a rather well-to-do man, was so impressed with him that he gifted
him with large amount of money on his graduation.
“My
boy,” he said, “I know you are responsible, I know I can trust you. Here’s an
envelope with my gift for you. Use it wisely.” When he opened it, his eyes
popped out as he saw a check with 100 grands written on it.
He
was very happy, of course, with the gift, but soon after that, he was grappling
with a terrible internal turmoil. The idea came to his mind that he should give
that amount away. He should not use it just for himself.
He
could not understand how things turned out that way. The thought haunted,
pestered and tortured him for a long while, until he finally decided to give
all of it to charity. He was torn badly by that experience, but he said he
really felt a big sense of ease and comfort after that.
That
was how he discovered his vocation. He was meant for something else. God
sometimes makes things like this happen to some individuals. And, of course,
for a very serious reason.
When
we seem to enjoy a lot of blessings in life, we have to make sure we understand
all of these come from God. They are not just a matter of luck. All of them
come within God’s providence that governs not only one’s life, but also the
destiny of the whole of creation, of the entire universe.
We
have to be wary of getting spoiled by them. That happens when we fail to
realize things come from God for a purpose and we just expropriate them as if
they are simply our own to use and enjoy in anyway we want.
That
kind of thinking is actually naïve. We would be forgetting very fundamental
truths about us like, that we are creatures and not our own creator, that
because of our created spiritual nature we necessarily have to live with the
original spirit—God—and not a so-called free spirit that can go just anywhere.
We
have to be especially cautious of the good things in life, because they have
immense intoxicating and spoiling powers over us. They have a great capacity to
seduce our freedom, leading us to misuse and abuse it as when we live it
without anchoring it on God and his laws.
That’s
the reason we have to be particularly mindful of our need to develop, protect
and deepen our humility. Our problem always starts with pride which makes us
forget fundamental truths and start creating fantasies.
Pride
is always at the center of every case of disobedience, envy, greed, lust, etc.,
that we commit. We should fully acknowledge that pride is very attractive to us
and thus we need to exert great, abiding effort to contain if not crush it.
It’s
humility that brings us always in touch with the truth and reality, and that
enables us to love God and serve others from the heart—and to be truly happy,
like the priest I know.
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