The Passion of Mary-Margaret

Author:Lisa Samson
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: ebook, book
Publisher: Thomas Nelson
Published: 2010-03-28T16:00:00+00:00

After withdrawing from the order of the School Sisters of St. Mary, a day that still hurts my back teeth so much I hate to think about it, I cried in the arms of Sister Thaddeus. I had visions of my mother, whose dreams were shattered by that seminarian, and now, mine were shattered by Jesus. The irony was inescapable. I thought I knew what Jesus meant when he told me I was his bride.

Apparently I jumped to the wrong conclusion. But I could share none of this with Sister Thaddeus.

She sat me down and made me a cup of tea. She appeared so fresh in her gray habit and white veil, her long skirt and shirt pressed perfectly, a far cry from my habit that always ended up wrinkled, underarms circled with perspiration.

“Let me tell you what I left behind to follow God’s path for me, Mary-Margaret.” She eased down onto a hard chair, her back pin-straight, sitting ladylike yet at ease. Still, there was always a bit of a nervous twitter to her fingers. “My father was a very rich man. Very busy too. He owned one of the shipbuilding companies in Baltimore.”

“My goodness.”

“Yes. He gave me this good education here at St. Mary’s and planned on enrolling me into university and handing the company over to me someday.” She picked up her teacup and stared into the reddish brew. “He was very forward thinking.”

“You gave up the life of wealth and privilege?”

“Oh no! More than that. All that wasn’t what I was looking forward to. I was looking forward to working alongside my father for a couple of decades, learning what he loved, and what I loved too, and giving him peace of mind in his old age. But mostly, just being with him. You’d had to have known him to know what I mean. I had no other siblings and my mother was always ill. She was delightful but highly delicate.”

“Do you ever have moments of regret?”

“Not regret.” Her eyes softened. “But sadness at what never could have been. It’s sad to leave behind what we love, what we thought we were going to do, even for the best of reasons.”

“Do you understand, Sister Thaddeus?” I leaned forward, feeling the edge of the table knife into my belly.

“I believe you when you say this is from God. If you really know that, then I believe you.”

“I’m so sorry.” I shook my head, heart in two pieces.

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