Sr. Clare was one of the Sisters that taught religion class in the “Consolata” Educational Center (Guayaquil, Ecuador). She taught first to fourth grade and was known for her joy and her affectionate with the children. Her classes were very dynamic, and she always had her guitar with her.
I work as the main secretary of the school. At the time, I was Elementary School secretary and therefore would see her several times a day. One day she came and sat down in my office. We struck up a conversation and I asked her, “Sister, are you afraid of death?” She said no. She was so incredibly calm about it, and that left me with many questions. She looked at me and said, “Doris, it’s the moment that I most desire. Just think…I am married to God. He is everything for me. It’s like when you get married and the only thing that you want is to be with your spouse. God is everything for me and the day I die, I will be the happiest nun in the world because I am going to be with God.”
I understood in this way what death meant for Sister Clare and I realized how we, or at least I, have such a long way to go to be able to love the Lord as He deserves. Of course I love Him, but I still have a long way to go.
When I found out about her death, the first thing that came to my mind were those words that she had said to me. That is why I think that Sister must be happy in Heaven, because she is with her Spouse, singing Him a song with her guitar and a choir of angels.
That is my story.