You don’t have to be a Sister to have a “zag” moment. Sister Teresa Gunter witnessed these moments where people went against what may be considered mainstream society. These examples tell about someone’s “zag” moment.
Finishing the job
Last summer, we had a group from Illinois come for a week for a “Mission Trip.” As with many mission trips, there is always painting to be done… and sometimes the weather doesn’t always cooperate. They were supposed to painting railings and banisters around the grounds, but rain was all around.
Time passed and they felt like they never finished the project, so the weekend before school started, seven young ladies came back to finish the job.
That weekend when they had lots to do to get ready for school, they choose to “zag.” They came, painted, played, prayed and of course ate with us here at the Monastery. When the world was zigging that weekend, they zagged.
Sticking with prayer
We just recently had a directed retreat at the Monastery. That’s where you come and spend a few days in prayer and in silence. You also meet with a director if you want.
Well, there was a lady who was really looking forward to the retreat, however right before she came; she found out that her daughter-in-law was diagnosed with cancer. Torn at what to do, stay and be with her, or go and pray for her.
She chose to zag. The world, with all the craziness, trying to pull you in every direction, pulling you away from God, keeping you distracted; she came on to the retreat. She knew that the best thing she could do for her daughter in law, was to bring her before God in prayer. The world was zigging, she chose to zag to prayer.
The world is zigging, take some time to zag in prayer.
Read Some of Our Sisters' Zag Moments
I certainly never intended to come to the monastery. I was going to get married and have 6 children. I even had a proposal of marriage in my senior year of high school.
Then…one day during retreat, I was zapped, and the thought never went away. It was a sudden call for me.
Since my family had become Catholics when I was 9, our background was Protestant. So my mother, a former Baptist, was very much against my coming at first. Now I’ve been here 63 years
I was a college soccer player who realized that my “friends” were influencing me in less than positive ways. I wanted more from my friends and more from myself so I found campus ministry and began to develop my love for being part of a faith community. The next step is history.
I wanted to be a nun since an early age – chiefly “to wear a veil.” As years went on I put this desire to the back of my head. However, in my senior year of high school, I belonged to a secret club – Future Nuns Club. This was so secret that the yearbook didn’t cover it. After high school, I attended St. Benedict College in Ferdinand. This was my true introduction to what it meant to be a nun. My decision was made in March and I entered in September. I have never regretted this decision.
When I was in grade school, I was impressed by the stories of missionaries. I admired their service to help the poor. I was also interested in the lifestyle of the Sisters who taught me. They attended Benediction, just like my family did on Sundays.
My family visited my relatives at our monastery on special occasions. I got to learn more about our community because they were my teachers in high school. Community life was important to them. Once the Sisters knew that I was interested in religious life, they were very encouraging. It has been a blessing to be here for 51 years.
Becoming a sister was never part of my plan. I had my own plan, my car, my apartment, my career, my friends, and my life. I wasn’t even a practicing Catholic, but I didn’t feel quite like myself either. Then I met a group of sisters in Evansville that gently led me back to my faith, showed me that God could be found in all things, and gave me the courage to be myself. Most of all, I saw God in these women. So I began visiting the monastery and meeting one of the sisters. I felt very comfortable there. There were so many reasons to give this life a shot, so I had to try and began the application process. I continued to receive confirmation that I was doing the right thing. I even ran into a group of sisters at a festival, that didn’t know me very well or know that I was applying, but they cared enough to stop me and say “hello.” During that time I was pretty apprehensive about my application and that was the act of kindness I needed. It is the little things like that, that have made all the difference for me. I made temporary profession on December 3, 2016.
I owned my own house and car. I had everything I needed and most things I wanted.
I sold it all and joined the Sisters of St. Benedict of Ferdinand, Indiana. I have never been happier.
I never dreamed that working at a camp for the disabled and meeting three amazing God filled women…would make me “zag.” Their life was in a world that was zigging all around them and their example of “zagging” showed me the vastness of God’s love….community support…and how to seek God! I’m so glad that I “zag” everyday!
I was zigging along in the world as a happy teenager, then the thought came to me, I can do more – for God and the world – so I zagged.
I entered the monastery and became a sister of St. Benedict. Each day of my religious life, I thank God for this great gift!
I’m a farm girl from St. Anthony, Indiana. From the time I started school, my teachers were Sisters of St. Benedict from Ferdinand, Indiana. They taught me and loved me and helped me grow – and they showed me a way of life! Supported by my family, I left home and joined the Sisters of St. Benedict of Ferdinand – and I’ve been living and growing and seeking God in community for over 50 years – and the ZAG goes on!