Sometimes faith isn’t loud. Sometimes it runs quietly beside you.

If you had told me a few years ago that a Catholic Sister would quietly join our Varsity running group under a different name, I wouldn’t have believed you. Sister Regina of the Franciscan Sisters of the Eucharist came back to Baton Rouge to live outside formal ministry — and to face parts of her past. Her connection to me “runs deep”. I used to train with her father, Bernie — a fun,wild, talented, complicated man whose life took some hard turns. For more than a year, I knew her simply as Britt, a steady presence in our running community. Only later did I learn she was a Sister. After a few years of confronting family history and healing old wounds, she’s now returning to her Sisters in Connecticut. 

This conversation was recorded the week before she goes back.