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?”

She stretched her whole little body up to reach the handle, which was as big as she is and held it with one hand while the other little hand wrapped around the door itself. She pulled with all her might but at best succeeded in keeping it from closing any further. No way was she getting that door open and as her strength wavered the door started inching closed.