The Meditation of My Heart

The Impetus For The Meditation Of My Heart Came Fifty Years Ago When I Was Awarded A Scholarship To Creighton Preparatory School In Omaha Nebraska Which I Attended For Just Over A Week. For It Was With Some Dismay That I Discovered The Life Of The Contemplative Was Not For Me. Although Sister Mary Teracita Had Tried To Communicate To Me That A Call To Serve Was Not To Be Taken Lightly That It Demanded Rigor Both Intellectually And Spiritually I Really Didn'T Know What A Call Meant. However My Time As An Altar Boy And Lay Reader Has Served Me Over These Intervening Years So That Today Perhaps I Do Appreciate More Fully The Demands Of A Life Of Service In The Interest Of Religion. While Such A Life Is Extremely Personal The Contemplative Also Lives A Life On Public Display An Apparent Contradiction One Is Forced To Accept. I Admire Anyone Who Can Do This Successfully.