I was a superior 14 times.
I was a superior in Delhi. We never knew when Mother was coming. Ladies would call mother and cry. Their husbands were not good to them....running after other girls. Mother would console them. Mother would feel sad... I’m coming on such a day.... We(sisters) used to feel sad. They needed mother more than us. We would go to the airport to pick her up. Mother would say "go home". She would sit in their (the wealthy ladies) cars. She would go to their places to console them. After short time she would come back to convent. She always came back to the convent.
I was a superior in Delhi. We never knew when Mother was coming. Ladies would call mother and cry. Their husbands were not good to them....running after other girls. Mother would console them. Mother would feel sad... I’m coming on such a day.... We(sisters) used to feel sad. They needed mother more than us. We would go to the airport to pick her up. Mother would say "go home". She would sit in their (the wealthy ladies) cars. She would go to their places to console them. After short time she would come back to convent. She always came back to the convent.
One day mother gave us instruction....I am not neglecting you. The Holy Father said, "God has given you two kinds of love…give more love to outsiders...it is necessary to give first love to outsiders and only necessary love to sisters. "The first love you give to people," the Holy Father told mother. The people needed mother more than sisters. In Delhi she came to help the ladies.
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