One flew out of the Cookoo’s nest ;’)
Seminary life is quite unique – a lot of things happen exactly the same way as they would for others, but sometimes it is a bit different. Maybe some of you have lived with someone for a while and that person moves out, or a long-time colleague and friend leaves the company. If you’ve been in situations like that, you may somewhat understand what it means when someone leaves the seminary.
One of my good friends did just that about a week ago. Since we share everything here in the seminary – the space, our meals, praying, studying, the yearly retreat, the many activities, a beer in the evenings and so on! – it has an impact in all our lives when one of the brothers leave.
Now don’t get me wrong: it is not a bad thing! We are all here because we earnestly believe that God is calling us to become priests, but since none of us will get a certificate from Heaven with the signatures of the twelve Apostles and Mother Mary on them… we are all here to find out whether we are right in our assumption.
Today I am seminarian Sebastiaan, and I wouldn’t be here still if I didn’t think that one day I would become Fr. Sebastiaan — but I always tell folk, ‘you never know… next time you meet me, I might just be Sebastiaan’. You never know. What I do know is that it took me years to get ‘into’ the seminary, that I won’t just leave all that soon 
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