Wisdom of Servant of God, Fulton J. Sheen

Hello faithful readers! I have returned for another blog post.

First off, work and med school apps are going great. In fact, I have my FIRST EVER med school interview on 8/13 at Lake Erie College of Osteopathic Medicine in Erie, PA. Please, please please pray for me on that day. The interview goes from 8-1. As for work, I am now officially done with orientation which means I get my own patients assigned to me. It has been a great and humbling experience so far. A few notable thoughts about work: I wipe a lot of poopy butts, many of my patients have been Catholic, my coworkers are so very helpful, and I love my flexible schedule.

Now, time to get to the meat of the blog. I have recently started reading Three to Get Married by Fulton J. Sheen. I figured I need to get back into spiritual reading so I ordered a bunch of Sheen books and this one was the first one I picked up. And boy, is it interesting so far. I'm only on page 37 but I've learned more from those 37 pages than all my years in CCD (which isn't saying much these days). I want to share a quote with you because it particularly stuck out to me:

"[A woman] is much more a creature of time than man, and her security becomes less and less through the years. She is always much more concerned about her age than a man and thinks more of marriage in terms of time. A man is afraid of dying before he has lived, but a woman is basically afraid of dying before she has begotten life. A woman wants the fulfillment of life more than a man. It is less the experience of life that she craves than the prolongation of life."

Honestly, I'm surprised that Sheen is not writing about my life directly. If you know me at all, you know that I've been talking about when I'm going to get married for a while now and here goes Sheen, telling me why it makes sense that I have this strange urge to want to know when I'm going to get married. And lately, every time I see a baby/toddler/child, my heart has desperately cried out I want a baby! I want a baby! So there we have it, people. I'm not crazy. Thank you, FJS.