Ruth Ksycki was a young girl when she saw something that would change her life forever. She saw the sun rise slowly, brilliantly, silently. She saw its golden rays bloom atop the treeline near the cabin where her family stayed, and shimmer languidly upon the calm waters of the lake below.
At 12 years old, she saw … and felt … and sensed … everything. And she never looked back.
Today a Benedictine Sister of St. Mary Monastery, Sister Ruth cherishes that experience as a sacred one. It was, she says, a window into eternity ... and the beginning of her vocation.
“After that morning I was always looking for something else,” she says. “I didn’t actually know I would become a Sister, but I had a hunger.”
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