
Sister Mary Joseph Zimmerman
18 years in Religious Life
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When I was growing up I wanted to be one of two things: a rock star or a housewife. When I received God’s call to enter into a closer relationship with Him, my answer to Him was emphatic! I told the Lord, “I will follow you wherever you want me to go, but NOT to the convent.” I fought God until I could fight no longer for the desire to serve Him became so strong in me that I could not ignore it no matter how I tried. I finally told God, “You win,” and then I feverishly began searching for a community. I told God that if He wanted me in religious life He had to help me find a place since I had no contact with any sisters. It was at this point that I found an ad for the Daughters of Mary and I turned the page. If I am going to be a sister, I am going all the way: the traditional black habit and the cloister. The Daughters of Mary showed up again, and again I said “NO.” Then they showed up again and again. A total of five times the Daughters of Mary popped up; in newspapers, magazines and in a conversation with a priest who was trying to help me. It took me long enough but I finally got the hint that maybe it wasn’t by accident that the Daughters of Mary kept coming up. I decided that it wouldn’t hurt to just visit. There was no way I was going to join them because I wanted the cloister and not an active community. The moment I stepped through the Motherhouse door, I knew that I had finally found my home. I knew that I didn’t want to leave.
God often sends us things that we do not want; not being mean but to fulfill a purpose. I still long for the cloister, but I know that if I ever left the Daughters of Mary I would lose the deep peace that God has put into my soul. I know that I am doing God’s will here because it certainly is not my will. And yet, I have never been happier. Isn’t it strange how God works? He knows me better than I know myself. |