Why I Left IT to Join the Jesuits

man leaving with suitcase to walk into sunrise over path - photo by Mantas Hesthaven on Unsplash

Editor’s note: Throughout July, we’re celebrating 31 Days with St. Ignatius, a month-long celebration of Ignatian spirituality. In addition to the calendar of Ignatian articles found here, posts on dotMagis this month will explore cannonball moments—moments that changed the course of a life, just as getting hit by a cannonball changed the course of St. Ignatius Loyola’s life. The inspiration for our theme is the Ignatian Year, which marks the 500th anniversary of Ignatius’s injury and conversion.

A sudden nosebleed drove me to seek refuge in the men’s washroom at work. A troubled soul stared back at me in the mirror; I was going to have to do something drastic to solve this.

Working in IT in England in 1988, I had gradually stopped enjoying my job and was deeply unhappy. Even leisure activities such as windsurfing didn’t work their magic any more. I was forced to look inside at what was going on, and out of desperation I drove my sportscar to a Benedictine monastery on the Isle of Wight to get some answers. Even as a lapsed Catholic I knew that there would be a nearby retreat house. That weekend was unremarkable in many ways, but there was one moment sitting in the chapel alone at night, lit only by the sanctuary lamp, when I had a moment of clarity. I realized I had to do something radical to resolve this soul-destroying lacuna. This search would bring me to the Jesuits several years later.

I had become disillusioned with the yuppie lifestyle of consumerism and superficial living. It had begun to corrode my soul and was against all the Catholic values with which I’d been raised. Living on a farm had instilled in me strong family, religious, and community bonds. Corporate England was not a good place for me, and I felt it keenly in my body as stress and some measure of depression. Looking back, I realize now that St. Ignatius would call this desolation. I was moving away from God and my true self. Reflecting then, I realized a certain sense of pervasive meaninglessness. All I was doing with my life was designing office software and playing the capitalist game, neither of which were bringing me any real happiness. The deep sense of unease and restlessness was the impetus to revive my lapsed faith, explore my inner life, and get some direction forward. Something deep in me had rebelled against this extreme individualism and consumerism, awakening the suspicion that there was some other life path to walk.

I began to attend Mass again and participated in some meditation classes. Eventually I emigrated to Australia to get a fresh start and try to find answers to the existential questions that were bothering me. It was there I discovered spiritual direction and imaginative contemplation that brought the Gospels to life for me. I was the man who was blind, sitting at the side of the road, lost and begging, whom Jesus heard, healed, and called to new life. Spending more and more time at the local Jesuit retreat house, I had a rare sense of peace and simply feeling at home. Eventually it became clear to me that I was being called to be a Jesuit.

Much later as a Jesuit novice, I read the autobiography of St. Ignatius and could closely relate to his story: the “cannonball moment” that shattered his dreams and hopes, the discovery of God working within to draw him in another direction, and the change of lifestyle. I especially related to the understanding of how God works through desolation to stir up the soul and bring the person back on track. I knew that God was working through my unpleasant experience of desolation to give me a wakeup call to review my life, make decisions, and get back on track. Recognizing that has been crucial to my understanding of Ignatian spirituality. Hindsight makes me grateful for this awakening.

Photo by Mantas Hesthaven on Unsplash.


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8 COMMENTS

  1. Some years ago, Fr Brendan, I, too, went on retreat at the Benedictine Abbey – Quarr Abbey, on the Isle of Wight, where your life turned a sharp corner, as did mine. I became so engrossed in my dramatic, ever-increasing closeness to God over those four days, that I even got used to the meagre meals and just water to drink! When I got home to Arundel, West Sussex, not that far away, I thought I’d have a drink to celebrate. What did I drink! Water!

    Thank you for the blessed reminder.

  2. I too, Margaret, had to hear this TODAY. Thank you Fr. Brendan for sharing your story. God has been so good to me, but still I did not trust Him. I always had to have my way. I have just turned a corner and your story has helped a great deal. May I always trust God in all my desolations.

  3. An interesting journey you had. It reminded me of mine in 1993 when I was preparing to enter formation in 1994. It brought me peace
    Thank you Fr. Brendan for sharing your journey with us. May God continue to protect you.

  4. Fr Brendan,
    I very much enjoyed your story.
    My son is named Brendan. We share a sad story regarding suicide as it took our daughter in 2018. I can think of nothing worse to happen to a family. I had come back to Mass and the death of my daughter turned me to the Church with a greater force that I can imagine. We share much. God bless you

  5. Fr Brendan,

    Thank you for sharing your story. This touched my heart today. Our journeys are never quite a straight path are they? They are narrow and usually have a winding road about them with so many experiences as God draws us to where we are meant to be, embraced in His arms all along the way.

    God Bless you,

    Julie Ann

  6. Fr Brendan thank you for this sharing
    I can say without reserve I was meant to read this today
    Thank you for your witness & may the Holy Spirit continue His work in you

    • Margaret – I feel the same, I needed this today. I’ve been in a funk and today was the worst so far. I know God is near but I just have lost sight of the path. Thank you Fr. Brendan for sharing your story and especially today. This really touched me.

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