I am a Hermit, a Nun, a Priest
In those few and brief (but shining) moments of our faith journey, when our eyes are truly open to what IS instead of what we would like it to be, we find ourselves up against a wall of paradox — of many paradoxes.
God is one, but he is three. Jesus is divine, but he is also human. Mary is a virgin, and a mother. And so on.
Viewed with the eye of our earthly bodies, we become confused — maybe even frightened — by these paradoxes.
Viewed with the eye of a mystic, we are filled with Wonder.
I have given myself over to 50 years of “Who do I want to be when I grow up?” I have given up. I have given up on the hope that one day I will find that one way, that one path, that one way of being.
I have determined that I, too (yes, like God), am a paradox. I am a paradox, filled with paradoxes, inside an even bigger paradox.
The fact that I am a paradox does not weaken me; it makes me stronger. I am not the wishy-washiness of a bit of this and a bit of that; I am All of this and All of that.
I am a hermit, a nun and a priest; I am three in one.