The Cloistered life
Convents and nuns intrigued me growing up.
In early 1960’s, I could readily understand why Sister Luke in the first story chafed under all the restrictions on how she wanted to . . . live.
By the mid-60’s that Mary Clancy, a fun character in the second, would volunteer to become a nun, surprised me.
Fast forward to today and I still watch those movies when TCM shows them.
I also understand why cloistered living for me wouldn’t work — Nevertheless, the idea of retreating from today’s problems into residential worship, prayer and service seems appealing . . . until I remember Doug and how well I follow directions.
BUT — the examples I learned from the nuns’ stories of discipline, wrestling with their conscience, submission to authorities they might not like, regular worship, prayer and self-examination, self-denial, service, and joy still light up my path in rocky times.
And these are rocky times.
Many things are hard… Life comes at you in pieces sometimes too big to avoid. ~Simon Van Booy, The Illusion of Separateness, 2013
Maybe you can relate?
A meditation from the late Frederick Buechner was timely, and I share with love and hope — especially since a cloistered life has its own troubles.
YEA, THOUGH I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil.” The psalm does not pretend that evil and death do not exist. Terrible things happen, and they happen to good people as well as to bad people. Even the paths of righteousness lead through the valley of the shadow. Death lies ahead for all of us, saints and sinners alike, and for all the ones we love. The psalmist doesn’t try to explain evil. He doesn’t try to minimize evil. He simply says he will not fear evil. For all the power that evil has, it doesn’t have the power to make him afraid.
Originally published in The Clown in the Belfry
Still on the porch painting, and now listening to a jaw-dropping bio of a queen who lived through times I thought I understood.