Yes, I’m Catholic. I went to Catholic schools and Mass with my family when I was growing up. I go every once and a while, but I’m busy. I’d rather sleep late on a Sunday morning.

So, what’s the point of having a Catholic physician’s guild? That sounds pretty useless. I’m busy--who isn’t? Seeing patients is like being a rat on a treadmill these days! Ya, like a rat. And the paperwork!
So, is the Guild gonna help with the paperwork?

Come, follow me.
What’s that, you say?
My yoke is easy and my burden is light. Come, follow me.
But I’ve got work to do...I’ve already wasted enough time.
You know, we were taught in medical school that we must be professional, objective...anyway, who has time for anything more. Next thing you’ll be telling me I have to pray the Rosary with all my patients!

What would you have me do for you?
Are you serious?
I thought you wanted me to do something for you--like everyone else. Some days I feel sucked dry.

Yes, dry! Can you fix that?
Whoever drinks the water I shall give will never thirst;
the water I shall give will become in him a spring of water welling up to eternal life.

Water? But it’s not that simple.
I’ve got patient’s to see, bills to pay...
I’m hassled enough already.
Come, follow me.

You make it sound so simple. So, what am I supposed to do?

Come, and you will see.

So, I’m a physician. Somehow I stumbled across this Guild website. I saw this page, “The Calling”--what’s that all

So, what’s with the rat?