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ROSLIN LAKRA

 

When the Lord called me to Religious life, He did it through mediations...it did not work out easy for me to transmit my experience. Supposedly  He was present in my history and in my life without knowing it... He is Someone that " had followed " me and had been calling me without realizing it until He had made me capable of hearing His voice, recognize  Him and follow Him...

 

To understand better what I want to transmit, I will begin to say that I was born in India.  I am Roslin . The place of my birth is important, because though India belongs to Asia, it is a subcontinent by itself.  Eash state has its culture, its language, dialect, its idiosyncracy... interior places exist where many people are Christians yet, there is no presence of a priest nor a religious.  The people live their faith with the help of the catechists, that are usually the best people in the village.  The parishes  remain far and at times, it is necessary to walk for several hours inorder to hear mass or receive Sacraments.  There is no means of communication...   

 

I believe that it is important to know these details inorder to understand that it has been Him, who has sought me...He has touched silent and simple fibers of my heart from a very tender age in His  simple manner, because it has been long that He had settled in me, in a young girl born in one of those remote villages... I had heard many youth speaking about going to the capital to look for work, but it seemed to me very far... But the Lord was with me, He is the Lord of everything and all and He chooses whom He likes for Him... thus, I left for New Delhi, met the sisters and I remained to study, living with them.  I used to observe the religious, how they would work and would treat the girls... I would try to discover the cause of their lives, of their mission, of the generous offering.

 

I started to hear the name of Vicenta Maria.  The sisters cannot embrace all our culture, nor all the languages of the youth, but there was a language of love that would make possible in understanding and helping these girls.  While I would observed them I did not stop to question myself... For whom are they doing this...? For what they are helping and giving to these youth...?  and  I would say " I also have the same culture, and I speak the same language...  could I not help also these girls, talking to them, teaching them catechism... to be more of a person... ..........?  Perhaps I could not continue to help here,  the work that Vicenta Maria started and that these sisters with such dedication, love and effort are doing...?   

 

Little by little and  living with them, in prayer and work at His side I was discovering and giving answers to my desires... this Someone for whom the sisters work amd with whom would passed a lot of time in the Chapel without getting bored, was JESUS, to whom had been offered their lives and Jesus would tell them that they would have to express this offering in the service of the youth, my  sisters, to my people that they would find alone in the big cities like Delhi...  

 

Thus, they were illuminating all my questions... I remained in Delhi, learned English... I asked for an entrance and they accepted me... and here I am... it does not leave me anything more than to live each day the conviction made in life  of what Yahweh said to His people, by the lips of Isaiah " I have created you... I have called you by name... you are mine..."  I feel that who is the Lord in my life sounds in my ears... and I cannot be but thank Him who has settled in me, may have pronounced my name, may have called me and that may have put my life in people who have helped me to discover His presence in me,  His call and accompaniment in the journey of my faith... On the 27th of June 2003, Feast of the Sacred Heart of Jesus, I professed my perpetual vows and today I feel anew in India.    

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