The Vocation to Love: Single Catholic Women
As a single Catholic woman, attempting to find my place in the Church and in the world, these words were a great support. They reminded me that although the single life is not a vocation – it is not a permanent state of life, with vows or promises, binding one until death – that being a single woman is also a gift to myself and to all those I meet.
But how?
The Vocation to Love as Single
Being unmarried, without the joys and responsibilities of a husband and children, not being under the vow of obedience to a superior who could decide how she would best serve the order, St. Catherine was able to go when and where she was needed. She lived a flexibility in carrying out her vocation to love.
Flexibility in Loving God
There is an amazing flexibility in loving God when we are single! As a young child, I was fascinated by the Liturgy of the Hours, and as a single woman living alone, I could order my life around the structure of prayer. Every morning began with prayer, with Lauds: after all, if God is the most important person in my life, shouldn’t I began each day with Him? This meant ignoring or turning off work notifications on my cell phone, sitting down with my coffee, praying, meditating, bringing petitions for all of the meetings or worries of the day before, so that it would be Him leading me, allowing me to love who and how He desired.
It also meant learning what moments in the day worked best for that consistent stream of prayer meant to permeate our lives: after lunch, a quick chaplet, and before bed, time for meditation or spiritual reading. And once a year, calling my favorite religious congregation and asking for a private retreat: five days in silence – punctuated by praying with a community – and finishing off with a giggling and profound breakfast with the sisters!
Flexibility in Loving Family and Strangers
There was also a beautiful flexibility in being present for the person who needs me as they needed me! My nephew, Joey, who lived almost three hours away, spent much time in the hospital. Thus, I lived with a suitcase packed so that the moment my sister called or texted, I could pick up and go: 15 minutes down the road, an hour, or two. I didn’t need to rearrange schedules with my husband, or figure out who would pick up the kids, or ask my superior: I was gone, to love the family that needed me then.
Flexibility in Loving at Work
Perhaps the biggest difference that strikes me now is the flexibility in loving at work that is a gift to those who are single. As a seminary professor, I could spend Mass and lunch with my students, sharing not only theology, but also prayer and our daily lives. When the crisis in the Catholic Church became clear in 2018, I instituted office hours “without end” for the seminarians to come and talk: “I’ll begin at this time -and the doors will remain open as long as there are people outside.” One seminarian arrived at the end of the first month with a cup of coffee and cookies 15 minutes before I opened my door. “There’s always a line,” he said.
This flexibility in love meant I could make the decision to take a sabbatical to travel the world in a year, to research masculinity and femininity, in service of the Church’s needs. And during that time, I could listen once more, encourage, and love my former-seminarian-students become priests and my former-lay students become teachers, sharing what I knew and being enriched by their own ministry and learning – sometimes even late into the early morning!
The Fruitfulness of Flexibility
Now, at four months of marriage, I am truly grateful for the 40 years that I was single. While my husband and I often wonder why God didn’t call us to marriage earlier – we met 13 years ago and fell in love this past June – the fruitfulness of all of those years that I spent loving this person, at this time, becomes clearer to me every day. I have learned how to be present to each person before me, how to sneak prayer into all the little cracks of my life, and how to develop my skills as a theologian in such a way that I can exercise them anywhere in the world.
For being single is not about “waiting,” like in the line at the supermarket.
Being single is not about hoping and bemoaning and avoiding the awkward conversations – “Don’t worry: you’ll find someone. Have you tried this online app? You can always adopt. You should just marry this one, despite his severe problems, or you’ll never have children.”
Rather, being single is about living your Christian vocation to love in the most radical and flexible way possible: by being prepared, every moment, for what God sends – and allowing Him to decide who or what that will be.
Single women and men: embrace your call to a flexibility in love and make your own the words of St. Paul: