“I am a priest, God
loves me tremendously, and I work miracles every day.”
With that, Dr. Paul Ashton, PhD, began a
recent clergy training session. All that followed was typically
insightful for this gentle and good teacher, but my mind began
to whirl with the truth of his statement and the article I had
agreed to write for The Catholic Virginian during this Year for
Priests.
There is no problem about writing about
the beauty of this life, but with so many articles, such
repeated statements of priestly wonder may start to seem a bit
surreal. I had been thinking of a different approach, and thanks
to Dr. Ashton, I had my starting point.
“I am a priest…”
That means I am a human being called
from amongst other human beings to serve them.
That call is the summons to a journey,
and like many real journeys, the destination may be a lot
clearer than the challenges along the way.
Throughout this year people have been
writing me almost daily to thank me for being their priest, and
detailing how I have impacted their lives. It is powerful and
meaningful to receive these letters!
Still, I long for the day I can be the
man these wonderful people see that I am.
Yes, I am called to holiness by this
vocation, to an intimate relationship with God and His people,
but I am not always as holy as the call is. I, like my people,
am in need of grace.
The ups and downs of ministry, exercised
in love, are the hammer and chisel of God, sculpting me into an
eternal being, one that HE intends.
I am a sinner in need of the very
forgiveness that I proclaim, and in that very proclamation to
others, I am called to faith in it for myself. I am ever
conscious of my reluctance and my shortcomings.
With St. Paul, I realize that “in my
weakness” I am strong.
I NEED to be a priest because it is
through the love of the people of God that I can proclaim that
love and forgiveness with a passion born of need and lived
experience! To do so is my own salvation as well.
“God loves me tremendously…”
So true! Priesthood allows me to see and
know it. I know of no other vocation that so regularly confronts
a person with this reality.
I am a priest because I met Jesus, fell
in love with Him and wanted to spend the rest of my life with
Him. Nothing gives me more pleasure than talking to others about
Him and introducing Him to those I encounter.
My life is always balanced when He is at
the center.
In the times I have been in sadness or
wrong, it has not been stress or loneliness that has lessened
me; it has been wandering away from this intimacy. Priesthood
has always called me back!
This in itself is the proof that I am
tremendously cared for, loved and cherished. I preach Him
because I know Him. I know him not because I am holy, but
because priesthood has led me to see that HE is, and that is all
that matters.