I belong to the Congregation of Brothers of St Michael, Coimbatore. My vocation story is not dramatic. It happened in a very ordinary way.
I grew up in a village of Namakkal District of Tamilnadu. My dad was working at the Salem Cooperative Sugar Mill and my mum was working on the farm. I have a younger sister and a younger brother. In my childhood days, our life was quite hard. We lived in a small house without electricity. I studied in a Catholic school up to 10th standard and did my higher secondary in a Muslim school.
As a child, I was not pious. In fact, I was a very a naughty boy. But my mum and teachers nurtured in me love for God and a helping tendency. My mum is very religious, an ardent devotee of Our Lady of Vailankanni. Every day she would narrate lots of bedtime stories with morals. The stories were about “how God protects the people who have faith in him and love him more; they inherit the good values and virtues.” She used to take us to the parish church and make us sit near her.
Brother Johnson BSM
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