By Friday afternoon, when most teachers are looking forward to the weekend, I am already gearing up to spend most of Saturday preparing my Sunday homily. My Sundays are spent celebrating Mass at the parish run by my religious order in Brooklyn, or at a nearby church where I often help out. By Sunday night I am often bone tired and collapse just as I start picking through the newspapers.
Despite those challenges, I wouldn’t change a thing. To live and work in a community of priests and brothers who are firmly committed to pastoral ministry in the spirit of Vatican II, and also to teach in an outstanding Catholic high school, means I am living the vocation to which I have always felt called. I consider myself richly blessed.
When I first contemplated a religious vocation, it was largely because of the fine example of several of my priest-teachers in high school. I entered the diocesan seminary after college, but I realized that, given the shortage of priests in ministry, the possibility of being able to teach full-time as a priest was becoming more and more unlikely. I left the seminary shortly before ordination and found a teaching position in a Catholic school. Then I began my long quest to combine my desire to teach with my call to priesthood. Through a series of twists and turns (where, in hindsight, I can clearly see the hand of God), I found my way to the Brooklyn Oratory of St. Philip Neri. Here was a religious community that would allow me to live out...
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About the Author
Anthony D. Andreassi, CO, a member of the Brooklyn Oratory, teaches at Regis High School in New York City.