To seek God is the greatest of all human adventures; to find Him, the greatest of all human accomplishments; to fall in love with Him, the greatest of all romances.Needless to say, I stayed. By the end of the year, I was excited to receive my habit and religious name. When I made temporary vows, he traveled to Tennessee to concelebrate the Mass. After my temporary vows were up, I discerned with the help of my superiors that it was not God's will that I remain a religious sister. God, indeed, had something else in mind for me. I never regretted, however, staying those five years. My convent days sustain me to this day and have made me a better Catholic, mom, and wife. Fr. Hughes, for his part, witnessed my marriage three years later and never asked for a reimbursement for the Liturgy of the Hours books! Fr. Henry Hughes was a #goodpriest. The author with Father Hughes. Courtesy of Kelly Guest. All rights reserved.[/caption] Another Fr. Henry who was a good to me was my boss at Our Lady of Fatima in Baltimore. When my first child was born, I hated going to work and leaving him at a daycare. Yet I couldn't afford to not work; therefore, I looked for a job that would enable me to stay home. Fr. Henry, C.Ss.R, needed a Director of Religious Education. With my background, I was qualified for the job. At my interview, however, I explained to Father that I wanted to work from home so I could raise my son. He hired me, nonetheless, packed the computer into my car, and said, "I'll see you on Sunday!" I had seven more children while working at Fatima. The Redemptorists always rejoiced with me with every announcement of another pregnancy. Fr. Henry and the Redemptorists were #goodpriests to me and my family. While there are many more stories of good priests that I could share, I wish to give a shoutout to one more special man in black: Fr. Brian Nolan. Fr. Brian was campus minister at the university where my oldest two sons attended. At a time in life when many young people abandon their faith, Father encouraged my boys to remain active in their faith and deepen their relationship with God. Through good (even if a bit long) homilies, spiritual direction, and honest friendship, Father kept my sons on the narrow path throughout their college career. I also heard he plays a mean game of basketball and ultimate Frisbee! Thank you, Fr. Brian, for being a #goodpriest. Share your own #goodpriest story on social media: Facebook, Twitter, whatever you use. Or feel free to share your story in the comments below. Likewise, tell your stories orally to family and friends, especially non-Catholic friends. And don't forget to personally thank your parish priests, pastor, and any other good priests you know. Hopefully, the sharing of these stories will inspire you to pray and fast for the protection of all our good shepherds out there and for the healing of those in the universal flock who were abused by the very shepherds who were supposed to love, protect and guide them. May God have mercy and heal us, and may He bless our good priests.
Copyright 2018 Kelly Guest
About the Author
God has given Kelly lots of wonderful opportunities to follow Him. She was a Dominican Sister of St. Cecilia in Nashville, an education coordinator for a Catholic Charities' program for pregnant teens, a middle school teacher, a director of religious education and is now a youth minister. Her most challenging and rewarding calling, though, is wife and mother of ten children. What she has learned, she blogs at CatholicMom.com.