Ever since I was little I had the desire to change the world. As I grew, the world convinced me that the only way to do that was to change myself.

My mom and I moved to the United States from Mexico when I was ten years old. From then until my last year in college I suffered a lot, trying to change myself into not being “the foreign girl”. I thought I needed to be everything “American” to do what I desired. My biggest mistake was trading the Catholic faith I had been born into for ambition of fame and money. I now was a proud fool, thinking I was on my way to bliss and happiness with my selfishness. I desperately wanted to get there regardless of the means.

Blessed be the great mercy of God that called me out of this foolish grasping for empty promises.

I was 23 years old when my disappointment in the ways of the world had brought me to the lowest point of my life. In this sadness I felt a small pleading to find what I had forsaken: my faith. God waited so patiently for that moment when I would turn back to Him, begging for His forgiveness.

Through it all, God has shown me that He never left me, although I had left Him. I was the prodigal daughter and He was always waiting at the door for my return. I’ll never understand the love He has for us humans, especially me. For only by His grace alone, was it that I began to seek a relationship with Him. I wanted to know Him, as I read much of what His friends, the saints, had to say of Him. It’s been a journey full of adventure and stillness; joys and sorrows; lows and highs; new beginnings and needed ends.

As a good Father, He gave more than I could have ever imagined. He showed me my vocation.

My vocation is to serve Him with my prayers for the world to change for the better. More than ever I want this to be so, but how wonderful it is to know that it is only possible by asking God. He is the only one with authority and power to make it happen, therefore He deserves all the honor and fame. As I enter the Poor Clare Monastery in Santa Barbara, California, by the merits of Christ Jesus who gave His life for sinners like me on the cross, I will strive to become the servant I was called to be. Then if so God wishes, may my prayers along with the prayers of His faithful enkindle and renew the face of the earth with the fire of the Holy Spirit. May our blessed Mother intercede with us, and may she obtain for me to forever imitate her.

St. Anne, pray for us.

It wasn’t until I started college that I became serious about my faith. At this point I began reading Sacred Scripture and praying — I even signed up to take a New Testament class at my university. I started a ending the college group at my church, but soon realized that while my childhood church was de nitely entertaining and a great place to socialize, I hadn’t been fed spiritually or intellectually. I began researching other churches, learning about each of their doctrines and histories, but I was having a hard time finding satisfying answers. It wasn’t until I started researching the Catholic Church that I began to feel peace and nd the answers I was looking for.

Although I grew up in a very Catholic area, I knew very li le about the Church. Through resources online and any book I could get my hands on, I began learning as much as I could about the Church. I was soon convinced. I started a ending Mass and praying the rosary. By the grace of God and the prayers of Our Lady, I was brought into full communion with the Church on the Solemnity of the Immaculate Conception. The next summer I taught a program for my diocese that had me traveling and teaching children of all ages. During that summer I met many holy men and women, families, priests, seminarians, and religious, and I was inspired by their faith and witness. I wanted to practice that same level of devotion and faith and de ne myself rstly as a son of God with whom He is well pleased.

I started thinking about pursuing a religious vocation even before my conversion. I often pictured myself as a Protestant pastor in a rural town with a wife and many children. Once I was received into the Church I realized that being a priest now meant that I couldn’t get married and have children, so I told myself I was no longer interested; however, the thought remained at the back of my head buried under homework, exams, working, and the other distractions of full-time study.

The summer I was teaching for the diocese, a priest from a parish I a ended back home was murdered during a robbery. This tragedy really shook me up.

I looked at the life of this holy priest and observed that he followed the Lord’s will for his life regardless of the sacri ces it required. I realized that I should have an open mind to what the Lord might be calling me to, even if it meant making a few sacri ces.

When I returned from my summer of teaching I became the sacristan and head altar server of my parish. I think some of the most peaceful moments I have experienced have been serving at the altar. In the following year, I fell in love with the liturgy and the sacraments. I found so much joy in serving at the Holy Sacri ce and in training other men to do the same.

I had a feeling my pastor o ered me the sacristan position to encourage me to pursue a religious vocation. Once in my new role he would regularly ask me, “So Carter, when are you going to seminary?” My responses progressed from a curt, Never, to I’m visiting a monastery, we’ll see how it goes, and nally, I’ve been accepted to an order and I am going to go. 

The monastery I visited was St. Michael’s Abbey, a group of Norbertine priests in Orange County, California. The main charism of the abbey is solemn celebration of the liturgy in both the choral recitation of the divine o ce and the celebration of the Mass. The main apostolate of the community is teaching. The Norbertines run a boarding school for boys on their property and another Catholic school nearby. They also run two parishes and say Mass at over 30 parishes in the area every weekend. St John Paul II described the Norbertines as “Holding high the Eucharist over all miseries and errors of this world.” If the Lord wills my perseverance in this community, I will most likely teach math or science in one of the schools.

I first contacted the abbey after I graduated and the diocese sent me to Japan to teach catechesis on a United States Air Force base. Again, it was the witness of those around me that gave me the push I needed to contact the vocations director. After a few emails and a conversation on the phone with the vocations director I felt the Lord was leading me toward making a visit to the abbey. Two months later I cashed in some precious vacation days and visited the community. My time at the abbey was more fruitful than all of the hours I spent desperately praying about my vocation. After that visit I wholeheartedly believe that my vocation is at St. Michael’s Abbey. Returning home I quickly requested an application from the vocations director. A few months later Father Abbot accepted me into the postulancy with an entrance date of August 2016 under one condition: my student loans had to be paid o . When I was unsuccessful at paying o my loans and I would have to wait even longer before entering I was, in short, heartbroken. My debt is the only thing standing between me and religious life.

Humbly, I ask foremost for your prayers. Please pray that I, and my brother and sister aspirants with the Labouré Society will be able to soon live out our religious callings. Our world is in such desperate need for men and women to become holy priests and religious and I, and others in my situation, so desperately need your help. Please contact me at carter@laboureaspirant.org if you would like to learn more.

–Carter Montag

I am not only an aspirant to religious life; I am also a fundraiser for these vocations. A recent study con rmed that nearly one out of two aspirants have student loans and thus most communities and dioceses cannot accept them. It is the only thing that prevents many – including me – from entering formation to become a priest, sister, or brother.

Through Labouré, my fellow aspirants and I work together as a class raising donations from $10 – $10,000 to deliver each of us into formation. We are blessed to have this opportunity to share our love for God, our vocation stories, and to invite hundreds of individuals to support vocations like ours by sharing our stories, remembering us in prayer, and financially investing in our future.

At the end of our class, Labouré will issue awards based on individual e ort and the funds available to Labouré.

They will administer the awards while we are in formation over a three year period (you can learn more about the program on the back of this le er). If we leave formation for any reason, we will resume our own payments. Plus, every aspirant in Labouré has been accepted by their diocese or community and is required to work and liquidate their assets as able to make their own maximum loan payments.

At the beginning of our class, we met and participated in an intensive three-day training session on the ethics and spirituality of fundraising. We are learning practical skills that will help us now and in our future vocations. We have also developed as a team to learn from and support each other. You can see our picture below.

Will you join our vocational journeys? Please partner with us and be part of our vocation team so we can answer God’s call together! 

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