When I returned to the Josephinum for my second semester, I was surprised as to how much I missed it. I’ve only been here for abut five months and yet I’ve grown so attached to it.
At the end of the first semester, the complaints were starting to mount among all of the students. People were having trouble with their classes, some were getting home sick, and formation could feel like a bomb waiting to explode. I thought for sure, after all of that, that I would want to stay on Christmas break forever. I couldn’t have been more wrong.
As vacation drew on, I felt myself beginning to miss the seminary. I started reflecting on how fast the first semester went. Now, I wasn’t one who enjoyed high school. It was like pulling teeth for me. I thought the classes at the seminary would be the same, just going through the motions trying to skimp by. To my surprise, as I reflected on the first semester, I couldn’t believe how much fun I had in the classes. It felt like it wasn’t work at all. This is not to say that it wasn’t hard, but I am saying that it wasn’t a burden, as I was expecting. It turned out that I really loved my classes and did considerably well in most of them. Even the ones I didn’t do to well in, I hadn’t felt like I failed in the endeavor but that I simply was called to delve deeper into the subject.
What I found I missed the most, though, were the guys I’ve come to call my brothers. We’ve from all over the world to this place to study about God, and with that great mixture of persons comes a great mixture of personalities. Some of the students and the brightest and most interesting mix of people I’ve ever known. I have a friend I consider a great philosopher, another who sees God in all creation, one who sees God in every person he comes across and is “so sophisticated and superior” to quote a phrase from his brother. I had even come to miss the faculty. Consisting of some Jesuits, diocesan priests from around the world, and one wacky but lovable Dominican, the faculty is one of the greatest collection of minds I’ve ever come to experience.
There were a lot of things to miss about the Josephinum over Christmas break. That’s because there are a lot of things to love about the Josephinum. At this point, I’m not positive that God is calling me to be a priest. All I do know is that he’s calling me to be at the Josephinum at this point in time. He’s calling me to be a better Christian, and to counted among some of the greatest students in the world. I’ve come to realize, even in my short time here, that it’s truly a blessing to be here. It really is a great place to discern the will of God.
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