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I had never planned to join religious life. In my head and heart I had other plans in store for myself. I am the second eldest of ten children and had always dreamed of having my own family. However God had His plans.
I was a thought in God’s mind and in the minds of my parents way back in 1923 when the mystery of my human journey began to unfold.
My name is Lucy Gachuki and I am from Kenya. I feel humbled and honoured to share with you how I became a Sister of Mercy.
I had high ambitions – to be a saint! I got in touch with a few convents and finally decided to visit the Convent of Mercy, Loughrea, Co. Galway. I knew instantly that this was the place for me and my search was over.
I grew up on a modest farm in Castletown Geoghagan, Co. Westmeath, the third in a family of eleven – five brothers and five sisters. Four girls chose the Religious life and two brothers became priests.
My vocation story was first influenced and nurtured in my own home in Co. Limerick. Every morning my father would kneel and pray at a kitchen chair before beginning his work on the farm. This simple gesture made a lasting impression on me.
Do you ever wonder what you’d be if you weren’t doing what you are doing! That’s my thought as I write my life story. I wouldn’t call it an extraordinary life by any standards and yet I feel I have had a wonderful and very fulfilling life.
I am a Kenyan Religious Sister of Mercy, vowed since 1989. My vocation to Mercy is tied to a yearning that I began to feel while I was in school with the Sisters of Mercy in Makueni Girls' Secondary School.
I began my Mercy journey when I went to Mount Lourdes Secondary school, Enniskillen and was taught by many wonderful Mercy Sisters.
To begin to remember the history of my vocation is to recall the arrival of the Mission of the Cork Sisters of Mercy to Peru. I was studying in Primary school and it was there I first knew the Sisters when they came to visit the school.