


Web Pages of Religious serving the
diocese:
www.schalifax.ca
--- Sisters of Charity
www.resurrectionist.ca
---Congregation of the Resurrection
The Mission of My Life
God has created me to do Him some definite service. He
has committed some work to me which He has not committed to another. I
have my mission. I may never know it in this life, but I shall be told
it in the next. I am a link in a chain, a bond of connection between
persons. He has not created me for naught. I shall do good; I shall do
His work. I shall be an angel of peace, a preacher of truth in my own
place, while not intending it if I do but keep His commandments.
Therefore, I will trust Him, whatever I am, I can never be thrown away.
If I am in sickness, my sickness may serve Him, in perplexity, my
perplexity may serve Him. If I am in sorrow, my sorrow may serve Him. He
does nothing in vain. He knows what He is about. He may take away my
friends. He may throw me among strangers. He may make me feel desolate,
make my spirits sink, hide my future from me. Still, He knows what He is
about.
How are you being called to fulfill God's plan for you?
Are you willing to make the sacrifices necessary to commit your life to God as a
consecrated priest, deacon, brother or sister? God just calls ordinary
people as you can read in the vocation story below. Also for more
information on the consecrated life visit the web page:
www.ForYourVocation.org .
This is Father Paul Voisin, CR of St. Patrick's parish
vocation story:
This year is the ‘Year
of the Priest’, designated by His Holiness, Pope Benedict XVI. During this year
we have used, on many occasions, the Diocesan prayer for the ‘Year of the
Priest’. We have an icon of St. John Mary Vianney, the Patron of Priests, above
the rack of spiritual books on the left as you enter the Church. Next month our
Diocese will have a special Mass and reception at St. Theresa’s Cathedral to
bring to conclusion this year, and to celebrate the lives of service of the
priests here in Bermuda.
In
conversations with the Bishop and Priests, and with the Parish Council, I have
mentioned that one way of marking this special year of prayer might be for each
Pastor, around the date of his ordination to Priesthood, to share with his
Parish Community his own vocation story. So … here goes …
From a very
early age I was interested in the priesthood. One influence in this
consideration was the faith witness of my family. My parents, grandparents and
aunts and uncles were all people of faith. Sunday Mass was a ‘given’, and only
serious illness meant not going to Mass. My parents were willing workers at our
home Parish, Our Lady of Lourdes, in Waterloo, Ontario. This is also the same
Parish in which Fr. Jerry Kroetsch and Fr. Harry Reitzel grew up in. It was a
vibrant Parish Community – even in the 1950’s with the impressive witness of so
many dedicated parishioners, good stewards, who shared in the (then,
considerably limited for laity in comparison with today) work of the Church.
Our Pastor, Fr. Donald Curtis, a Diocesan priest, was a holy man and was the
priest most ‘responsible’ for my vocation. He was caring and always paid so
much attention to us children. Two important life skills I learned from Fr.
Curtis were to listen to children (sometimes adults do more talking than
listening), and the importance of learning people’s names. Our Parish school
was also a haven of faith. I can remember each Monday the teacher’s first
questions, after the opening prayer, were: “What colour were the priest’s
vestments this weekend?” “What was the gospel about?” “What did Father talk
about?” I soon became an Altar Server, and in high school a member of the
Choir. This was very much the time and culture that I was raised in – very
different from today!
A more remote
influence in my vocation was the fact that three of my father’s brothers were
religious. Lawrence was a Jesuit priest (died in 1960), Alvin is a Jesuit
Brother, and Oliver (religious name, Paul) is a Franciscan Brother. Although I
had hardly any personal time with my uncles, except Uncle Alvin who lived close
to us after 1962, I knew that they were ‘normal’ people and that stories of
Lornie, Alvin and Oliver abounded in the family. They had shared the same life
of my grandparents and father, and their other siblings. They had not come from
heaven with their hands folded, but were regular guys. Especially interesting
was a leather belt with metal studs that came out of our attic every once and a
while. Uncle Oliver had worn this when he was a biker, and now is a very
austere and strict Franciscan. My father would always say that Oliver was very
vain about his hair, and lost all of it as a paratrooper in World War II. Just
knowing that my uncles had grown up to be religious made the possibility of a
religious vocation a possibility for me.
The life and
ministry of the School Sisters of Notre Dame, who taught me, was also an
important witness of life and ministry in the Church. Some distant cousins
belonged/belong to that Community.
I don’t know
about you, but as a child when I had contact with any vocation or job I would
ask myself “Could I/Would I like to do that?” Thoughts of some professions were
quickly abandoned, but the attraction priesthood and religious life was
constant. Except for years in high school, when it didn’t seem ‘cool’ to talk
about priesthood and date at the same time, I always wanted to be a priest.
In 1967 I went
to St. Jerome’s High School in Kitchener for my last three years of high
school. This was my first encounter with the Resurrectionists. I thought (and
still do) that they were great guys, and I admired their dedication to us
students, their humanity (including sense of humour), their prayer life and
faith life, and what I saw of their community life. This renewed interest
became all the more real when one of my best friends, a year older, entered the
Congregation. I often visited him at the Seminary and saw that these
seminarians were guys, that they loved life, but also loved their God, their
faith, and the Church. So, one year later I entered the Congregation, August 3,
1970. Yes, forty years ago! The reaction of family and friends was varied,
most family was not surprised (as I had talked about it so often) but some high
school friends were surprised that I would actually do it. Many believed I
would “get it out of my system” and leave.
This began a
new stage of my vocation story, with the formation program of the
Resurrectionists. My desire to serve God and the Church grew. I was able to
recognize even more the talents and abilities that God had given me to serve His
people. I became more grounded in prayer and the Word of God, and was enriched
by the history and traditions of our religious Community. In many ways, I
really took off! I became involved in apostolic works that allowed myself to
discover and develop my gifts – visiting the sick, teaching catechetics of
children and to the mentally challenged, and retreat work. There were also
difficulties and struggles, but my sense of vocation to priesthood and religious
life grew and developed. God was good!
On March 25,
1977 I pronounced my Perpetual Vows as a Resurrectionist to our Provincial
Superior, Very Rev. Jerome Kroetsch, C.R., and within the same Mass was ordained
a Deacon by Bishop Brian Hennessy, C.R., D.D. Six weeks later, May 14, I was
ordained to the Priesthood by Bishop Hennessy. That was thirty-three years ago,
and I have never looked back! In my vocation I have been blessed by God, and
thank Him for this call and the grace he has given me to respond. My life as a
religious and priest has been a source of great joy and happiness for me.
One of the
reasons I wanted to share this vocation story is that here at St. Patrick’s I
look around and see people – like myself in 1970 – whom God may be calling.
There are MANY gifted people whose lives and ministry would enrich the people of
God in the Church in Bermuda. Please pray for these young (and not so young)
men and women who may be called to the priesthood, religious life, and permanent
diaconate. NEVER underestimate the witness value of all that you do as family
members and parishioners. You are being watched! People are
listening! Parents, encourage your children to respond to God’s call
generously – whatever that call may be. Never underestimate the power and grace
of God.
God bless you!