Mother Gloria Therese with her family

Family Response to Vocations | Sr. Gloria Therese

Sister Gloria Therese

My parents come from different faith backgrounds, but they both had the same joyful openness to my vocation. My Methodist mother thought it would be better if I entered a community just ten minutes away, yet she understood that my heart was with the California Carmelites! My Catholic father’s mother always wanted a religious in the family, so Dad in his own quiet way was pretty proud to see that his daughter had a vocation to religious life. I loved to tease my mother that I am sure she never thought when she promised Dad that all the children would be raised Catholic that she would have a religious sister in the mix! Praise God for family surprises!

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