Spring is finally here! Easter Sunday, Easter Week, and Divine Mercy Sunday brought with them wonderful weather that leaves me gaping at the beauty of campus. The trees are blooming, the flowers blossoming, and the green grass is begging me desperately to shirk my studies and go lay in it. But I know better… with finals in only a couple weeks, this is no time to slack off.
I celebrated Easter with my family back in Nashville, Tennessee. I brought two friends home with me; we were all in Austria together and live on the same wing in the St. Thomas More dorm. We celebrated Mass at the cathedral in downtown Nashville – what a beautiful service! Afterward, we returned home, had an Easter egg hunt (yes, we are all in our 20s and were tackling each other to get the eggs), and were spoiled by my mom and her excellent cooking. We watched movies, toured around Nashville, and played board games to our heart’s content. It was a quick and excellent trip, and once again my eyes were opened to how God has blessed me with such a loving family and great friends, but mostly how He has blessed me by dying and rising for me, and offering Himself to me in the Eucharist. Happy Easter!
At clinical this past week, I was able to watch another C-section birth and a natural birth. It was one mom’s first baby! She was great throughout the entire process and allowed me to help out as much as I could; she was a nurse herself, so she understood that experience is the best way to learn. I was grateful for her allowing me to be part of such a beautiful and life-changing moment in her life.
This past weekend was the alumni soccer game and my household Theotokos’ 15 Year Reunion. The current sisters put in a lot of work to make it a fun weekend for the returning sisters: we had a social, Holy Hour, Mass and breakfast, Lord’s Day, dinner out, and time to catch up in between. I was BLOWN AWAY by the returning sisters and the beautiful role models and bearers of God they were to me. I remembered being a freshman when they all graduated and thinking, “Wow, these girls are so grounded in their faith, so loving, hardworking, and so passionate in their pursuit for a deeper relationship with Christ…I want to be just like them!” And now, 3 years later, I felt the same way. Although I’m a junior and technically one of the older household sisters, I felt like a little kid again, in awe of the witnesses to Christ’s love that surrounded me. I delved into the weekend, and tried to learn and really get to know the sisters that worked and prayed to bring our household to where it is now. What an honor and privilege it was to sit next to girls that had graduated 8 years ago during our Holy Hour. I really was able to see Christ in all of them, and the weekend called me on to desire a deeper level of holiness and a more intimate relationship with Christ. What a wonderful surprise – yet again I am blown away by God’s mercy, love, and presence in those whom I encounter here.