"They are looking for someone who can work at the book shop. Would you like to go ?"This invitation of a priest later guided me to my vocation.
I was twenty years old, I lost my dear mother, and after, I could not do anything.
I just stayed at home, and whenever I felt like, I was spending time at the church.
Without thinking seriously, and not even knowing what kind of work there would be at the bookshop, I simply accepted.
I could not imagine receiving and serving visitors because I was not sociable at all. But when I started, I did not have to worry any longer. Everything went smoothly .In the beginning, I was rather uptight each time a visitor came in, and I did not know the work either. But I was happy meeting many people: priests, Sisters, students from Elisabeth music college, and others.
As to the work, I was learning with the Sisters. "What kind of people are they who become nuns ?"" How do you enter a convent ?"I was beginning to wonder.
"Sister, do you recruit people who would like to become nuns ?" The question just popped out of my mouth. I had thought that it was the kind of life which has nothing to do with me, and that I would marry normally.
One day, after the meeting for young people, I went to visit a priest, as there was something not convincing for me. The priest answered to my questions carefully.
Listening to the priest, shocked, I felt a pain in my heart. I realized for the first time, that I too might have a vocation for religious life. Surprise and worry were there at the same time. And I spent a few days with this thought.
was moved and attracted to the work of the Daughters of St. Paul. In the meantime,
I had chances to meet Sisters from other congregations, but my desire had not
Despite the opposition from the family, I wanted to answer God's call, and went to the convent on the feast day of Saint Paul's conversion, January 25.