我在大學的剩餘時間裡,開始在祈禱中提出聖召問題。我常問主是否希望我結婚或成為神父。 令我驚訝的是,我開始注意到我對追求婚姻生活的那份平安越來越少,而對神父的想法卻越來越感到平安和喜樂。在大學的第三年,我有機會在病童醫院工作了一年,我想這會是我最開心的事。但出奇的是,我在那裡工作的時間越長,我就越感到不安,盡管我試圖強迫自己喜歡它。我聯絡了 Chris Lemieux 神父(當時的聖召主任),他邀請我參加了幾次「來,看看吧」 “Come and Sees” 聖召活動。 在神學院,我發現了平日在祈禱中也會出現的那份平安。
Chris Lemieux 神父為我找了一位神師,我的神師幫助我釐清了內心糾結的事。當我在大學的最後一年時,我知道我的心已經在神學院了。到大學最後一年的冬天,我已經與Chris Lemieux 神父聯繫了幾年,直至2017年2月的某個時刻,我們都一致認為,神學院是天主正在我心內寫下的歷險故事。Chris Lemieux 神父遞給我申請表,我申請了,並於 2017年9月被錄取。從那時起,這是一段美妙而充滿恩典的旅程,我迫不及待地想看看主接下來會做什麼。
The Vocation Story of
Deacon Jeremy's Zou
When I was growing up, priesthood was not something I seriously considered. While I did attend several vocation events while I was in high school, it was not anything serious: I mainly considered it as one of many options God might desire for me in the future. By the time I reached grade 12, I had my sights firmly set on becoming a pediatrician – I concluded that my teenage ruminations about religious life were merely a ‘phase’ I had gone through.
I therefore entered the University of Toronto to study biochemistry with the hopes of getting into medical school. My hoped to become a doctor, and one day get married and start a family. For the entire first year, this was the reality I lived day-by-day: academically, I did just enough such that medical school was a possibility, and I started taking interest in a young lady. As one might imagine, priesthood was not within my top 200 / 300 priorities in life.
The reason I no longer considered priesthood to be God’s vocation for me at that point in university was because I couldn’t see what was beautiful about the vocation of priesthood: in my head, I knew priesthood was important because the priest is how we get Mass and Confession, but in my heart, it was not convicted that there was something deeper there for me. My vocation story really begins in the second year of university, because this was when God started intervening to show me what is so beautiful about the priesthood.
At the end of the fall semester of my second year, I had just finished my exams. I was living in a residence at this time in university. It was near the end of December, and I had no more classes the next day. Therefore, after I returned to my dorm, I did what most uni students would do to celebrate (if they are not partying): I locked myself in my room and spent the night watching YouTube. I’m a sports guy, so I looked at highlight after highlight. Curiously, at one point late in the night, a vocations video popped up on the recommended feed at the side. It was one I had seen before in high school, so it was not like there would have been any content in it that would have surprised me. It was almost 3 am by this point, and since I had no commitments the next day, I pressed the video and watched. To my surprise, about halfway through the video, there came a line from Mark 6:34 that said, “Jesus got off the boat and saw the crowd, and His Heart was moved with compassion for them, for they were sheep without a shepherd.” For whatever reason, that line struck me very, very deeply: I found myself crying in front of my laptop. I had no idea why I was reacting this way, but I was profoundly moved.
However, I did not see this as God inviting me to the priesthood. To provide some context, I had just taken over as the leader of the youth group at my home parish, so I thought this was God’s invitation to me to do a good job. I resolved to do so, put the incident out of my mind, and continued living life as usual.
Of course, this was not what God wanted.
A few months later, I found myself praying in front of a beautifully painted image of the Sacred Heart of Jesus – it is painted such that it looks like He is staring right into your soul. As I was gazing at Him and Him at me, very suddenly, within the span of a second, all of the faces of the young people I was serving in the parish at that time flashed in my mind, and I heard a voice in my heart say, “in the future, these will be sheep without a shepherd. Who will take care of them?” I remember once again being very moved by that experience, and found myself in tears again.
Like the first incident though, I did not consider this a call to consider the priesthood. To provide further context, the youth leader position at my parish back then had one-year terms, after which the leader could discern if God was asking him to do another year. I took this incident to mean God was asking me to do two, which I resolved to do. I therefore once more put the incident out from my mind, and continued life as usual.
Like last time, this was not what God had in mind. But I hope it is becoming clear that I just did not consider priesthood as an option for me up to that point: I knew in my head it was good, but my heart was not convicted that it was something genuinely beautiful.
Finally though, God broke through. In retrospect, I believe He was tilling the soil of my heart with the first two incidents. A few months after the event with the Sacred Heart, I happened to be on a young adult retreat. At this particular retreat center, outside in the hallway leading to the chapel was a portrait of Christ hanging on the wall just opposite the window facing west. I exited the chapel late one afternoon, and I found myself in front of this picture. The sun was the right angle in the sky, I happened to be the right distance from the image, and Christ was in the right spot of the portrait, such that my shadow fell exactly within His shadow. The beautiful thing was that you did not see my features reflected off the glass pane of the portrait at all: only Christ’s features came through the silhouette.
It was then that the beauty of the priesthood hit me: when God calls a man to be a priest, He desires to transform him so much that every time you see this person, you no longer see the man, but only Jesus Christ Himself. When God calls a man to be a priest, He can transform that man so much such that Jesus can live the mysteries of His life again through him.
It was at that moment that I finally genuinely knew the priesthood is deeply beautiful. And because it is so beautiful, a small part of me was finally open to the possibility if God so wished (of course, this did not mean I suddenly desired 100% to be a priest: I very much still wanted to be a pediatrician and get married). That little gap though, was all God needed.
Over the rest of my undergraduate, I began bringing up the vocation question in prayer. I often asked the Lord whether He wanted me to be married or to be a priest. To my surprise, I began to notice I experienced less and less peace with married life, and more and more peace + joy with the thought of priesthood. I had a chance to work at Sick Kids hospital for one year during my third year of studies, and I thought that this would make me most happy. Shockingly, the longer I worked there, the more restless I felt, even though I tried to force myself to love it. I got in contact with Fr Chris Lemieux (the Vocations Director at the time), and he invited me to go on a couple Come and Sees. At the seminary, I discovered this same peace that was coming up in prayer. As undergrad progressed, the thoughts of priesthood slowly began dominating every waking moment of my life. To be honest, it was actually kind of very annoying. It was almost as if God was acting like the annoying friend who constantly ‘jabs you’ about this issue or that issue. No matter where I went or what I did, the thoughts of priesthood were always there: when I woke up, I was thinking ‘priesthood.’ When I was taking the TTC – ‘priesthood.’ When I was in virology class, or at the lab, or walking through campus, or helping at church, it was always ‘priesthood.’ In fact, it got so ridiculous that even random people began asking if I had ever considered becoming a priest.
Fr Chris connected me with a spiritual director, and my spiritual director helped me sort out what was going on interiorly. By the time it was my last year of studies, I knew my heart lay in the seminary. By the winter of my last year of university, I had been in contact with Fr Chris for a couple years, and at one point in February of 2017, we both mutually agreed that the seminary was the next right step in the adventure God was writing in my heart. Fr Chris passed me the application form, I applied, and was accepted in September of 2017. It has been a wonderful and grace filled journey since then, and I cannot wait to see what the Lord has in store next.