That’s it, in my book. Those are the only reasons not to discern religious life. I’m writing this because I remember the plethora of “reasons” I invented to not discern. I remember my intense desire to run away from the question “Is God calling me?”

Why is it that people say that? Why do they bring up the past and how bad or good their life used to be? Why can’t these people talk about how good life is right now?

On good days, that can be exciting and fun. So many thoughts and ideas swirling around to create beautiful productivity and irreplaceable memories. Other days, it can look like utter destruction that creates self-hatred, confusion, and complete chaos.