Second Sunday of Lent, March 1, 2026
The first time I seriously thought about priesthood as an adult was when I was a freshman in college. I had just experienced a tremendous spiritual consolation from prayer in my dorm room and I received a sense that I was supposed to be a priest. At the time, I didn’t know what a priest did. I just felt like I was called to it. I didn’t even think I was capable. I didn’t know what I was capable of. I just felt this desire. I felt so strongly about it that I decided to call the priest who handled seminary applications. I remember I was so scared that my hand was shaking. …To my relief, the priest was out of the office, so I hung up and didn’t call back for three years. So, about three years later, when I was a senior in college, I remember praying in front of Jesus in the Eucharist. I bowed my head and prayed in desperation for guidance saying, “Jesus, I will do whatever you want me to do, just let me know what it is and I’ll do it.” And, in that moment, I felt this tremend...