At a quarter to six this morning, I peered through the chapel doorway to see the pews filled with about forty Sisters silently preparing themselves for the holy sacrifice of the Mass. I quietly walked down the aisle to take my place. “Here I am, Lord,” I prayed as I knelt down, still feeling as if I were living in a dream. Less than a week ago, I was still living the life as a normal American girl, huddling around my laptop with three of my sisters laughing at our recently added Facebook pictures. After eighteen years of growing up in small town Iowa with my mom and my four sisters, I attended Iowa State University. While making new friends and living the life of a college student, I continued to seek out the Lord’s Will for my life. A desire that had begun when I was about fourteen years old was still buried in my heart—I wanted to be a bride of Christ. During my one year at ISU, I felt the Holy Spirit prompting me to take the step of visiting a religious community and discerning the
The Franciscan Way of the Sisters of St. Francis of the Martyr St. George is the road that St. Francis followed: in the footsteps of Jesus Christ and in the spirit of our foundress, Mother M. Anselma.