My father and mother would pray the Rosary early in the morning, then wake us up so our whole family could pray together.
My father and mother prayed the Rosary early in the morning, then they woke us up and prayed the morning prayer with the whole family together.
Even after the war ended and the seminarians returned one after another, the seminary was still a hospital. So in the hospital's room that had survivd the fire, priests, friars, and hospital staff who wished to join knelt on the floor and prayed the seven-decade Rosary.
Some seminarians often prayed the Way of the Cross. I believe we are here today because we were taught by their example.

When I think about the trigger for my religious vocation and the people I encountered along the way, one message comes to mind: “Through Mary to Christ.”Mary, the mother of God's only Son, is for me a guide to Christ and a model of faith. From my early elementary school years to my second year of high school, I attended to my studies with the intention of becoming "a doctor who heals sick people and into healthy people".
However, it seems God's plan was for me to exist as a nun, and that is now I am here today.The dream of being close the sick and those in need of help ...has been realized through my encounter with this congregation, and I am grateful to work the path of this gift.

While working as a nurse, somewhere in my heart I was smoldering with the thought of religious life.Lacking the courage to take that first step, I focused on my favorite nursing work so as not to think about it. But before I knew it, the path had been laid out, and I realized I'd been guided into this life.
“This is what I desire, seek, and wish to do with all my heart.”Upon encountering these words of St Francis, I yearned to live in imitation of St.Francis, and then is the "now".
God poured out the grace I needed at each moment, lifting up my weak heart. Trusting that “God is always with me”—with all this, there is no fear.
Experiencing God's infinite kindness and mercy each day, and reflecting on the wondrous works God performs, there is always light beyond God's guidance.

For me, living with Christ is the greatest gift from God. I am a latecomer to religious life: baptized at age of 28, entered the religious community at age of 38, and made my first vows at age of 42.
Sometimes I visited to the Catholic bookstore for my elder sister, who was a Christian. When the sister at the bookstore invited me to a vocation gathering, at first I replied, “I'm not a Christian,” which led me to be baptized.
I am deeply grateful for the Lord's love that chose me, though I am insignificant, to dwell in His house, to give me free will and guiding me to respond to His call.
I am convinced that there is a time for a vocation, and that there is a religious community perfectly suited to each person.
I am convinced that my consecrated life, offering praise to God together with the sisters in the Japanese Province of Hospital Sisters of St. Francis, is the greatest blessing of my life.
Keeping in my heart the desire to walk this path again even if I were reborn, I will continue to live with Christ from now on.

Many people think of happiness as something they "earn." Status, money, recognition. We often believe that achieving these things will bring us a sense of fulfillment.
However, I've experienced true joy through giving. It was through small acts of service that began with a desire to serve others.
Giving my time and energy to others. Simply offering gratitude, without expecting anything in return, unexpectedly warmed my heart. When someone said "thank you" with a smile, when I felt needed, when I knew my presence brightened someone's day. All of these experiences are etched in my memory as priceless joy.
Service isn't about sacrificing yourself. It's an act of connecting with others and discovering your own value. In those moments, I realize I've contributed, even in a small way, to someone's happiness, and I'm filled with a deep sense of satisfaction and quiet joy.
True joy may lie outside of myself. And the joy found in service is an irreplaceable treasure that never fades with time. And the true joy of service is encountering Jesus in it. This is something we should remember wherever we go and whatever we do.