Angels in Waiting

And the angels ministered to him. – Mark 1:13 (RSVCE)

“We don’t offer individual retreats - you might want to try the IHM Spirituality Center,” suggested the woman who answered the phone at a nearby Catholic retreat house . I was seeking an overnight stay and it was sudden – a random Tuesday in February when I was struggling to make sense of life’s unfolding events.

I had driven past the towering stone edifice of the IHM Spirituality Center countless times, giving little thought to neither the building nor its purpose. Now as a brand new Catholic, I found myself hurrying to this massive structure.

The Center’s director, Sister Barbara, expressed amazement at my sudden mid-week visit. Carving time from her full schedule, she guided me through what insiders call “The Mother House,” explaining the history of her religious order – the Immaculate Heart of Mary. She then sat and listened attentively and compassionately, without judgment, to my raw and recent story. “Lisa, you are carrying so much pain!” she exclaimed mercifully.

Suggesting I walk the grounds before dinner, Sister Barbara led me to the door, providing the code for re-entry. I circled the perimeter of the massive building as twilight fell. A manicured trail ventured into the woods and therein I encountered a statue of the Virgin Mary joyfully holding Jesus as a toddler. Looking at Mary, I pleaded, “Please hold my beloved child in your arms, too.”  

The following morning, I shared that moment with Sister Barbara and she responded with heartfelt mercy, “Lisa, I feel like you need to be held.” Her empathy comforts me to this day.

I accompanied Sister Barbara to the vast, yet exquisite, chapel located in the heart of the Spirituality Center, where morning and evening prayer took place and mass was celebrated. A handful of novitiates were present plus older sisters serving in semi-retired roles. They quietly and gently exuded love, surrounding me like angels – soft, bright stars shining about my dark place. Sister Barbara said they all were praying for me. 

Lord, thank you for the individuals and religious orders who lovingly provide space and comfort when we need a place of respite.