


Welcome to our blog. Here, we will share with you stories of our lives as Sisters of Providence. We invite Providence Associates to write in this space also. We hope you find these posts enjoyable and inspirational.

"I have a deep calling, a yearning, a longing if you will, to serve and turn my life over to a mission greater than myself." Sister Joni Luna reflects on professing her perpetual vows.

I love her balanced approach and the fact that she is not threatened by the presence or success of others.
I want to think that at the heart of most people is a desire to get along, to come together, to share what we have in common rather than to focus on our differences.

Being a Providence Associate continues to remind me that I am part of something bigger than myself. I have a community that I am deeply connected to, even though I live at a significant distance. It is so life-giving to be reminded of meaning and purpose in life.

And finally, what a sweet gift to Mother Theodore. Two of her nieces come to the United States to join the Congregation!

“Teaching was so dear to Sister Dorothy’s heart."

True to her word, after her safe arrival at Saint Mary-of-the-Woods, Mother Theodore had a small log chapel built on a little hill in the forest east of the convent

This week’s letters show the breadth of Mother Theodore as loving friend, sister and dedicated leader. She is a wonderful person for offering guidance, wisdom and truthfulness

Some mornings Mother Theodore keeps me from my impulses by saying, “The way is not yet clear, grope along slowly. Be patient. Be trustful.”
Sometimes when I am overwhelmed, I read, “We are not called upon to do all the good possible, but only that which we can do.”
Some mornings, when I am struggling and could use a hug, I open to this, “No one will ever love you as your old Mother Theodore does.”

Although she felt affection, appreciation and friendship for each of the people she writes to this week, Mother Theodore is still able to be firm.

I was blown away by the Sisters of Providence when I came as a volunteer fresh out of college. I thought I understood what it meant to be Catholic, but I really had no idea. I had no idea so many women had dedicated their lives to the service of others. The sisters that I met, their stories, their passion and their commitment to justice inspired me.

All of a sudden, the “celebration” of National Simplicity Day turned into a celebration for the affluent. Why celebrate that?