tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-195629195750583833.post6699795153662107341..comments2024-02-21T14:12:55.866-06:00Comments on coming home to myself: Divine Office in the Choir ChapelDeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00612299013780771262noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-195629195750583833.post-70205578079928214612011-12-15T12:41:34.460-06:002011-12-15T12:41:34.460-06:00A spiritual journey never takes you where you expe...A spiritual journey never takes you where you expect, does it? A Never-ending story that is life-long, bewildering and sublime ...The Broadhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04976467218216864644noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-195629195750583833.post-12447734413773070662011-07-25T11:36:32.711-05:002011-07-25T11:36:32.711-05:00Oh, there you are! I went looking for you in all t...Oh, there you are! I went looking for you in all the wrong places :)<br /><br />Goodness only knows who'll be the recipent of the email I directed to, I thought YOU, at the time. <br /><br />I'm intrigued to hear you joined and then subsequently left your convent life. So many stories and movies have captivated the minds and imaginations of generations about this very thing. You're probably tired of being reminded :)<br /><br />I have a teeny bit of experience of a convent. When I was seven, my parents emigrated from then S. Rhodesia to South Africa. We initially moved to a tiny dorp (village) in what was then the Transvaal. My sister and I were enrolled in the Loreto Convent as the only alternative school was Afrikaans language medium and we could not speak or understand Afrikaans, as English was our Mother tongue. When we left Lydenburg to settle further south, we were once again enrolled at a convent, as my Mother had to work in order to help support the family at the time and, I guess my parents felt we'd be safely looked after by the convent Sisters after school until my Mother was able to collect us. I used to attend Mass, willingly. It was not compulsory for us to do so as Protestants, but I loved all the pomp and ceremony and used to think that I might like to become a Nun one day. That was a fleeting desire, of course. <br /><br />My favourite Nun at that school was Sister Damian. She was tall and strict, but incredibly fair and spoke beautifully. She apparently also left the convent after I'd moved on to another school. I have no knowledge of what became of her as I was still quite young at the time. I have never forgotten her, though.<br /><br />I have thoroughly enjoyed reading today's post, Dee. You have a beautiful way with words and I felt caught up in the moment.Desireehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01069419364783245762noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-195629195750583833.post-87966907296484902252011-07-25T09:24:18.573-05:002011-07-25T09:24:18.573-05:00You wrote this beautifully. Having been raised in ...You wrote this beautifully. Having been raised in France I am well acquainted with the Catholic church and it's worship services. (I'm assuming here that you are speaking of the Catholic church of course.) <br />Thank you for visiting my blog today. I will enjoy reading more of your blog to see what I have missed.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-195629195750583833.post-49747634602409049732011-07-24T08:10:10.367-05:002011-07-24T08:10:10.367-05:00I felt a real sense of peace just reading your bea...I felt a real sense of peace just reading your beautiful words. I can hardly wait to read more of this incredible story.Deb Shuckahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03439395710731341021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-195629195750583833.post-18508350914826332292011-07-23T15:50:34.649-05:002011-07-23T15:50:34.649-05:00Hi Dee,
I tried twice to leave a comment, but it ...Hi Dee,<br /><br />I tried twice to leave a comment, but it got lost somewhere! Anyway, thanks for your comments! It's so reassuring to know of others who have lived past the knee replacement surgery! <br />Now I'm going to catch up on your June posts! :)Sandihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15923693784234135636noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-195629195750583833.post-37620393484089827752011-07-23T12:01:54.875-05:002011-07-23T12:01:54.875-05:00This is so beautiful. These last words and paragra...This is so beautiful. These last words and paragraphs especially seized me. I have been on places where I felt this way, where so many years of seeking God sincerely, seemed to sit in the air...<br /><br />Lovely. <br /><br />:)Amberamberhttp://believingsoul.blogspot.comnoreply@blogger.com