The Bipolar Otaku

The story of the rich young man (found in Matthew, Mark, and Luke in slightly differing tellings) has been for me, for almost a year, a calling. It has been for me a calling to change so that I may not end up like the weeping (but rich) young man of the story, who simply walks away from Christ after an invitation to follow him. It has been for me a calling to find a simpler life away from riches and worldly possessions. And for a time, it had been for me what I thought was a calling to the priesthood.

I found it a mild oddity that I randomly stumbled upon it in Luke's Gospel while in adoration yesterday. I found it a somewhat significant oddness that it was the Gospel of this morning's mass. But the strangest oddness came when Diane sent me an email this evening saying that she talked with a vocations director who would really like to meet me. That's 3 little pokes in less than 24 hours...

Why now? I'm pursuing other things (or, I should say, "someone") now! Well, yes, I did promise that I would still keep my mind open to the possibility of priesthood, specifically under the condition that a bishop or a vocations director took specific interest in me. I made that promise and intend to keep it. But what would happen if two clear paths openned up at the same time, one toward priesthood and one toward marriage... what would I choose? Would I have to choose? How can I choose between two "good"s? The road less travelled is not necessarily the best, though it would surely make all the difference henceforth.

But, like I said yesterday, this might be a decision that I might not be able to make alone. I have other people to consider now.