A blessed Advent to all! This is one of my favorite times of year, and I'm so glad it has come around again.
We just got back to town after a long Thanksgiving trip, so I haven't yet dug out the Advent wreath or Jesse Tree, or all the other great little treasures packed away in my Advent box.
But I did pull out my huge stack of children's picture books for the season. I know some families like to wrap all their Christmas books in wrapping paper, and have the kids pick one to read each day of Advent. Sounds like a nice way to space them out and build up anticipation and all that, but...."Aint's nobody got time for that" (as they say) around here. Instead, they'll just sit in a stack in the basement and the kids will be able to choose what to read each day. I counted up our books, and we have over forty! Yikes. Too many books for just one per day, so I'll be letting each kid take a turn to pick two books to read each day until we run out.
I've been doing some thinking about how our family should observe the Church's feast days. It seems like a lot of the Catholic moms on the internet these days observe so many of the days in the Liturgical calendar with a special craft or fun treat for the kids. You can find online for observing ideas for even the most obscure of holydays. For awhile, I felt like I needed to do that too.
I think it's great that there is a renewed interest in the observation of the Church year. Based on the publication dates of some of the "classic" books on this topic (Maria Von Trapp's. Mary Reed Newland's, Fr. F. X. Weiser's), I suspect there was a similar cultural movement like this back in the 50s.
But after trying - and failing - many times to come up with and remember to do fun activities with the kids for each major feast day that came up, I realized it wasn't exactly what I wanted for our family. Something about it all seemed forced, artificial.
And anyways, the best and most traditional way to celebrate the feasts is to attend Mass on that day, and pray the special prayers that the Church has chosen (as well as participating in the prayers of the Divine Office).
Conclusion: attending Mass with your family to celebrate the Feast of Our Lady of Guadalupe is better than eating tacos on that day just because she appeared in Mexico. Or, baking a cake for the feast of St. Linus (a rather obscure Saint) because you have a son named for him is better than saying, "oh, tomorrow is the feast of St. Benedict!" (who you admittedly don't much much about, and have never had a personal devotion to) and scrambling to find an excerpt about him to read the kids from one of their Saint books, and researching the various traditional ways different countries/monasteries have celebrated the day, and trying to throw a special dish together at the last minute with food items you already have in your pantry. You know what I mean? (though let me be clear - eating tacos as a way to observe a feast is not bad)
At Mass yesterday, the first day of Advent, the priest said some things in his homily that struck me. Firstly, he was talking about our daily family prayers, and how we needed to ramp them up during Advent. He mentioned a daily Rosary, referring to it as "the basics", that it was what we should all already be doing. How many Catholic families are making the time and effort to fit in a Rosary every single day? Are you? How can you make it happen this Advent?
Father suggested, if families aren't already, to add in the prayer of the Angelus each day this Advent - saying it once morning morning, noon, and 6pm, if you're able.
Father also talked about the penitential nature of Advent, and how we should consider a way to make it more penitential in our homes. It got me to thinking about how rarely I offer any personal penances, or observe any fasts. With the exception of the bare minimum required by the Church - fasting on Ash Wednesday and Good Friday, and abstaining from meat every Friday - I don't have a good habit of offering sacrifices. (if you are Catholic, and are not consistently abstaining every Friday of the year, please be aware that this is required. If you live in the US, you have permission to substitue a personal penance instead of abstaining from meat. We prefer to follow the traditional course. I have heard it argued that there is greater virtue in performing a penance not chosen by yourself, one that is accepted from above out of obedience)
All this started me thinking of the Liturgical year again, and how there used to be so many more days on which fasting/abstinence were required - more stringent fasting rules for Lent, the Ember days, fasting on the eve of many major feast days, and so on. We are not required to observe many of these fasts anymore, just as we are not required to observe most of the feast days on the calendar. But if I want to try to revive the celebration of some of our favorite feasts in our home - Assumption, Our Lady of the Rosary, Epiphany, etc. - then I feel we should really be taking on more of the penitential days as well.
It just suddenly feels wrong to enjoy celebrating all the feasts without also sacrificing during the fasts.
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Monday, November 28, 2016
Monday, March 17, 2014
A Bit of Green
...for St. Patrick's Day, I suppose.
I finally finished the baby blanket I've been knitting. Perhaps (please?) just in the nick of time. It's a lovely deep green color (Knitpicks' jalapeno).
As for celebrating St. Patrick's Day, I'm still hoping to bake some soda bread today, even though the afternoon is wearing on. Dinner will likely be something non-festive, as Tom will be eating elsewhere for a work thing, and let's face it...when the man of the house is away, I have little motivation to cook anything exciting. The kids don't care anyways. So it might be something random like chicken nuggets with a side of soda bread :-)
Later, I'm hoping we can pray the famous St. Patrick's Breastplate prayer, from which you might recognize these lines:
When I was younger, I would go all out on St. Patrick's Day, and deck myself out in green and shamrocks. My heritage is more than 50% Irish, which is something I'm fairly proud of. But today, I am ashamed to admit, I accidentally found myself wearing orange :-(
(In my defense, the orange top is one of the few I have left that doesn't leave my big bare belly popping out the bottom.)
***
I'm starting to feel a little nervous about my labor. The baby is due on the 25th, but the other two were born about a week early. I had been pretty much expecting the same this time around. But recently, I've had EVERYONE and her mother (ha - literally), reminding me that "third child is the wild card!!" with a big smile on her face. Each of the midwives in the practice, as well as anyone I know who has three or more kids has said this to me. Great.
Plus, this baby is not facing the right way!! He's head-down, thank goodness, but he's looking towards my front instead of my back (the "posterior position"). According to what I've read, this can mean a longer pregnancy, longer labor, and more chances for interventions. Gah! I have visions of going two weeks past my due date, being in labor for 24 hours, and ending up with a C-section. I might be kinda a pessimist.
I've been trying to do inversions to help the baby turn the right way, but so far, no luck. I feel like I'm running out of time here! Any ideas for what else might coax him to turn?
Has anyone else had experience with a posterior baby and natural childbirth?
I finally finished the baby blanket I've been knitting. Perhaps (please?) just in the nick of time. It's a lovely deep green color (Knitpicks' jalapeno).
***
As for celebrating St. Patrick's Day, I'm still hoping to bake some soda bread today, even though the afternoon is wearing on. Dinner will likely be something non-festive, as Tom will be eating elsewhere for a work thing, and let's face it...when the man of the house is away, I have little motivation to cook anything exciting. The kids don't care anyways. So it might be something random like chicken nuggets with a side of soda bread :-)
Later, I'm hoping we can pray the famous St. Patrick's Breastplate prayer, from which you might recognize these lines:
Christ with me, Christ before me, Christ behind me, Christ in me,
Christ beneath me, Christ above me,
Christ on my right, Christ on my left,
Christ in breadth, Christ in length, Christ in height,
Christ in the heart of every man who thinks of me,
Christ in the mouth of every man who speaks of me,
Christ in every eye that sees me,
Christ in every ear that hears me.
When I was younger, I would go all out on St. Patrick's Day, and deck myself out in green and shamrocks. My heritage is more than 50% Irish, which is something I'm fairly proud of. But today, I am ashamed to admit, I accidentally found myself wearing orange :-(
(In my defense, the orange top is one of the few I have left that doesn't leave my big bare belly popping out the bottom.)
***
I'm starting to feel a little nervous about my labor. The baby is due on the 25th, but the other two were born about a week early. I had been pretty much expecting the same this time around. But recently, I've had EVERYONE and her mother (ha - literally), reminding me that "third child is the wild card!!" with a big smile on her face. Each of the midwives in the practice, as well as anyone I know who has three or more kids has said this to me. Great.
Plus, this baby is not facing the right way!! He's head-down, thank goodness, but he's looking towards my front instead of my back (the "posterior position"). According to what I've read, this can mean a longer pregnancy, longer labor, and more chances for interventions. Gah! I have visions of going two weeks past my due date, being in labor for 24 hours, and ending up with a C-section. I might be kinda a pessimist.
I've been trying to do inversions to help the baby turn the right way, but so far, no luck. I feel like I'm running out of time here! Any ideas for what else might coax him to turn?
Has anyone else had experience with a posterior baby and natural childbirth?
Saturday, March 1, 2014
Some Lenten Plans
Some years, I lay out pretty detailed plans for specific Lenten practices and sacrifices I would like to make. I mean, I literally write out a list with very clearly worded rules to limit the possibility of "cheating." This Lent, I feel like the busyness of our life is already going to lend itself well to various things I would have considered doing anyways, so I'm just going to let things sort of take their course.
For example, in the process of packing up our whole household for moving, we are inevitably going to do a serious purge of unnecessary stuff as we sort through every single item we own. We'll be forced to eat a lot of things out of the freezer/pantry over the next month, because I don't want to have to move ALL that food. And I'm guessing a lot of meals during Lent will be obligatorily simple because we'll be so busy packing/moving/unpacking/dealing with a brand-new baby!
I will admit, I'm pretty excited that being pregnant (and then breastfeeding) gives me a good excuse not to have to fast this year. I don't know why, but fasting is *the* hardest thing for me. I turn into a horrible human being very quickly when I'm hungry. Tom has decided to follow the pre-Vatican II Lenten rules of fasting every day of Lent [eating one normal meal and two small ones, with nothing in between], as well as partial abstinence [i.e. meat only at one meal per day]. And this year, I don't have to feel guilty or wimpy for not joining him.
My main sacrifice is going to be giving up the internet anytime the kids are awake. I can't even imagine how much more productive this is going to make me! And how much more of an "available" mother...
I just need to make sure to work in some time amidst all this running around for some actual reflection and prayer.
We are moving across the street from a Catholic church. Would I be insane to try to attend a daily Mass alone with two little ones and a newborn?
Lent for little kids
I've never done anything with the kids for Lent before since Sly seemed too young to "get it." This year, I think he's ready for something simple. He enjoyed "doing good things for baby Jesus" during Advent (as represented by a piece of hay he could put into the manger). I would like to try something similar with him for Lent. Mary Reed Newland (The Year & Our Children) suggests dying lima beans purple and having children add one to a jar each time they offer some sort of sacrifice. Just as the beans (appear to) "die" when you bury them in the dirt, only to spring forth in new life, they remind us that when we die to ourselves, we will find new life in Christ.
We're going to try something similar. Recently, Sly has been begging us to make him a little string of beads "like St. Therese had" to count up his "presents for God."
Have you read the Catholic Children's Treasure Box books? They are re-printed from the 1950s, and they are fantastic. Sly loves the stories, and has learned so much about the Faith through reading and talking with us about them. The writing is so much more direct and hard-hitting than most modern books for Catholic children. This is where Sly learned about Therese's sacrifice counter. One of the books tells the story about how she used one as a child (which, I believe, she writes about in Story of a Soul?), and has instructions at the end for making your own.
Every time the child makes a small sacrifice for God, he slides one bead along the string. At the end of the day, he can tell God how many "presents" he has to offer Him.
Does anyone else have some good ideas to help young children (Sly is only three-and-a-half) understand a bit of the meaning of Lent?
[I should note that my son refuses to do coloring pages, so I'm always looking for something more original!]
For example, in the process of packing up our whole household for moving, we are inevitably going to do a serious purge of unnecessary stuff as we sort through every single item we own. We'll be forced to eat a lot of things out of the freezer/pantry over the next month, because I don't want to have to move ALL that food. And I'm guessing a lot of meals during Lent will be obligatorily simple because we'll be so busy packing/moving/unpacking/dealing with a brand-new baby!
I will admit, I'm pretty excited that being pregnant (and then breastfeeding) gives me a good excuse not to have to fast this year. I don't know why, but fasting is *the* hardest thing for me. I turn into a horrible human being very quickly when I'm hungry. Tom has decided to follow the pre-Vatican II Lenten rules of fasting every day of Lent [eating one normal meal and two small ones, with nothing in between], as well as partial abstinence [i.e. meat only at one meal per day]. And this year, I don't have to feel guilty or wimpy for not joining him.
My main sacrifice is going to be giving up the internet anytime the kids are awake. I can't even imagine how much more productive this is going to make me! And how much more of an "available" mother...
I just need to make sure to work in some time amidst all this running around for some actual reflection and prayer.
We are moving across the street from a Catholic church. Would I be insane to try to attend a daily Mass alone with two little ones and a newborn?
Lent for little kids
I've never done anything with the kids for Lent before since Sly seemed too young to "get it." This year, I think he's ready for something simple. He enjoyed "doing good things for baby Jesus" during Advent (as represented by a piece of hay he could put into the manger). I would like to try something similar with him for Lent. Mary Reed Newland (The Year & Our Children) suggests dying lima beans purple and having children add one to a jar each time they offer some sort of sacrifice. Just as the beans (appear to) "die" when you bury them in the dirt, only to spring forth in new life, they remind us that when we die to ourselves, we will find new life in Christ.
We're going to try something similar. Recently, Sly has been begging us to make him a little string of beads "like St. Therese had" to count up his "presents for God."
Have you read the Catholic Children's Treasure Box books? They are re-printed from the 1950s, and they are fantastic. Sly loves the stories, and has learned so much about the Faith through reading and talking with us about them. The writing is so much more direct and hard-hitting than most modern books for Catholic children. This is where Sly learned about Therese's sacrifice counter. One of the books tells the story about how she used one as a child (which, I believe, she writes about in Story of a Soul?), and has instructions at the end for making your own.
Every time the child makes a small sacrifice for God, he slides one bead along the string. At the end of the day, he can tell God how many "presents" he has to offer Him.
| Sly chose a St. Bernadette medal. He's been talking about her a lot since her recent feast day :-) |
Does anyone else have some good ideas to help young children (Sly is only three-and-a-half) understand a bit of the meaning of Lent?
[I should note that my son refuses to do coloring pages, so I'm always looking for something more original!]
Friday, November 1, 2013
7 Quick Takes (Vol. 34)
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Happy All Saints Day! Once again, I procrastinated about preparing anything for an important feast day. It didn't even really hit me that this feast was coming until I realized with inappropriate glee that we could actually eat MEAT on a FRIDAY this week (our family abstains from meat all Fridays of the year, unless it's a major feast day). I found this cute idea on Catholic Icing that would be easy to do with little kids. I don't really have any pictures at the moment that I'm willing to let Sly cut up, but I might let him pick some Saints from our enormous stack of laminated holy cards, and tape some of them onto a paper representation of Heaven...
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This morning, I asked Sly what Saints he could name. He said St. Therese and St. George (every little boy's favorite, especially since Sly is recently into dragons and slaying things - mostly Stella), and he got St. Joseph and St. Sylvester after a bit of prompting. It's a start!
-3-
I finished my Jesse Tree ornaments for the exchange. I did red felt hearts with the Marian "M" symbol from the back of the miraculous medal. I think they came out pretty well. I can't wait to get my whole set back in the mail!
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| Dragon and ladybug...and a hairy guy and a cat bum |
Trick-or-treating last night was a bit miserable. It was wet and rainy. Both Tom and I decided to go out with the kids, since we never get any kids at our door anyways (I left a bowl of candy out in case, but it wasn't touched).
Every year, the local bureaucrats decide to step in and make Halloween a little less fun for the kids. Last year, they *moved* Halloween to a Saturday, because they worried about a forecasted storm which never came. You can't just do that! It falls on a specific day each year. This year, the official trick-or-treating hours ran from 5:30-7:30. So ridiculous! Most adults (both those with little kids to take out, or those who might want to hand out candy at home) aren't even home from work by 5:30. And 7:30 is barely even nighttime! When I was a kid, I don't think we even left the house until 7:30. Why do they have to take all the fun out of everything?
-5-
There was one event from last night which was pretty memorable, though. At one candy stop (a.k.a. a house that actually had it's light on, which in our lame city neighborhood is about 1 out of 10), we noticed a praying mantis sitting on the outside of the house. We talked about how it was an uncommon site for October, the kids got some treats, and then we moved on. About 20 minutes and a number of houses later, we found ourselves inside a beautiful old funeral home (their door was open and the porch lights on, tricking us into thinking they were offering candy. They weren't, but the owners were very nice, and invited us inside to gawk over their amazingly ornate and beautiful old building). Inside, Sly remarked, "there's a praying mantis in my candy!" And sure enough, there it was, sitting right on top of the pile of candy in his pumpkin bucket! The poor thing must have had several handfuls of candy thrown on top of him!
A couple of people have mentioned, though, that praying mantis' bring good luck. So I guess Sly has some luck coming his way.
-6-
I have an update on the ongoing - yet still mostly casual - search for a house of our own: we found one that we loved, and we actually put an offer on it last week. Our realtor and the seller's realtor both expressed their belief that we should probably get the house, as it was a good offer and we had no competitors. But sadly, it wasn't to be. The seller's realtor sat down with them to go over the deal and their closing costs, and they expressed complete shock and surprise. They didn't have nearly enough money to sell the place! Their realtor insists that he had explained the finances to them several times, but apparently, they weren't paying attention. They have to take the house off the market for an indeterminate amount of time. I don't even know what their reason for selling was in the first place, so there's no reason to expect it to go back on the market soon. It's pretty disappointing. The worst part is, Tom and I had finally narrowed down just what we were looking for (in terms of neighborhood, number of bedrooms, price, etc.), and right now there's nothing else on the market that fits all of it. So I think we'll continue to wait and pray.
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Now that I know that our new baby is a boy, I want to get to work on knitting him a baby blanket, which I did for the other two while I was pregnant. Does anyone have suggestions for a nice - but not too time-consuming - pattern for baby blankets? (I'm on Ravelry as christinewin, if you want to add me!)
Quick Takes is hosted at Conversion Diary
Tuesday, March 12, 2013
Our Lady of Fatima and the Communion of Saints
Some recent musings...
I recently picked up a small book about Our Lady of Fatima. It's a pretty basic overview of the story of Fatima (when Mary appeared a number of times to three Portuguese children in 1917, giving them important messages for the world), but still the most in-depth account of the apparitions I've personally read.
They took this message very seriously, and for the rest of their lives (very short ones, in the case of Jacinta and Francisco), found many ways to offer sufferings for this purpose. The book shares a few examples of some of the simple ways they found to do this: giving their lunch to poor children (and thus being hungry themselves for most of the day), not taking a drink of water even when they were very thirsty, and wearing a length of rope tied around their waists (under the clothes, almost like a hair shirt).
One line in the book mentioned that the children "acquired a very lively understanding of the admirable dogma of the Communion
of the Saints." This refers to the teaching that the Catholic Church is made up of three parts: those
souls who are in heaven (the "Church Triumphant"), those in Purgatory
who are being purified for Heaven ("The Church Suffering") and
those faithful on Earth ("The Church Militant"). I began reflecting on
this, particularly on the duties of us members of the Church Militant.
Of recent years, I've come to see the purpose of life here on
earth as basically a battle (hence the term "militant") to save one's own
soul and - depending on his Vocation - the souls entrusted to him. So in
my case, I have the duty to help my husband and children get to Heaven as well.
But
thinking of it now in the context of Our Lady's teachings at Fatima, I think I'm understanding for the first time that I also have a real responsibility to all those other souls on earth who are
in danger of rejecting God and going to Hell.
It's so easy to forget about this. I had come to imagine
that the only way I could have a positive impact on other's souls was by being a good apologist for
the Church - being able to convince people through logic of the truths of the Faith. Deciding that wasn't a skill I possessed, I had thought this removed my obligations to all those other sinners on Earth (of
which, of course, I am certainly one). "As long as I'm striving to live a holy life, and teach my children to love God," I thought, "I'm doing what I'm supposed to. I don't have the time to volunteer for this or that charitable organization...I don't have much money to donate to the missionaries I might like to", etc. etc. All this time, I wasn't remembering Our Lady's message to us. I spend so much time lamenting the distressing state of the world and the pervasiveness of sin and corruption as if it's everyone else's fault. But what have I been doing to offer reparation for these sins? What graces have I been trying to win for those souls at risk?
Even if I never left my house
for the rest of my life, and never spoke to anyone in the world besides
my own husband and children, I could still be helping sinners. It only
takes my prayers and sacrifices, offered for their sake.
Although I've been praying it for years, Ihad also forgotten the origin of the prayer [called, appropriately, "The Fatima Prayer"] Mary asked us to include after each decade of the Rosary:
"O my Jesus, forgive us our sins. Lead all souls to Heaven, especially those in most need of Thy mercy"
Friday, December 7, 2012
7 Quick Takes Friday (Vol. 23)
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Sly's little shoes after St. Nicholas paid a visit the other night.A candy cane, a toy cow, and a holy card showing St. Nicholas (since Sly seemed really confused when we remembered to tell him about the Saint, hastily, only two minutes before bed the night before!). Enough to make my little two-year-old's day.
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A lot of Catholic families I know do the St. Nicholas thing for December 6th, and also the Santa Claus thing on the 25th. It doesn't really make sense that he comes twice. And in traditional cultures, he wouldn't have. I think we just have this weird situation because the origins of the "American Christmas" are so diverse, and many ethnic traditions were just kinda stuck together. I guess I can just explain to my kids that St. Nick comes for his own feast day, and then again later in the month to celebrate Christ's birth (which is more important, and thus...St. Nick makes a bigger deal about it too?). That would make sense to kids, right?
-3-
Now that Sly's finally old enough to have simple conversations with and he can better understand things, it's getting so fun to hang out with him, teach him new things, and introduce him to new experiences. Especially with Christmas coming, and all the traditions associated with it. Growing up, I always hoped to have kids. So there have been so many little ideas I've been storing up over the years, longing to do someday with my own children. And now finally, we're starting to do some of those things, and I can't even explain how exciting and fulfilling it is.
-4-
I'm so re-obsessed with Downton Abbey right now. I had watched season one when it first came to DVD, and got hooked. At the time, season two still hadn't aired in the US. I missed the first few episodes when they were on, and I had starting in the middle of a season, so I decided to wait until it came out on DVD. Somewhere along the way, I got confused - let's just blame it on "Mommy brain", since I'm sure that's what it was - and came to believe that I had already seen season one AND two, and was just waiting for season three. I recently realized my mistake, so I re-watched season one over the past couple weeks (it would have been quicker, but I had to go at Netflix one-dvd-at-a-time speed!), and now I am finally starting season two for the first time. I watched the first two episodes last night, and it's so gripping. I always love a good period drama or unrequited love story...and this has both. I cannot wait until naptime today ;-)
-5-
I went to a cookie exchange yesterday. I was grumbling about having to bake a time-consuming six dozen cookies, but the work paid off in the end. The recipe ended up yielding double what it claimed. So I stuck the other six dozen in the freezer, and now I won't have to bake again for the other cookie exchange I have later in the month! Add that to my list of reasons why having a chest freezer is the best thing ever - at least in terms of making a housewife's life easier.
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Tomorrow is the big "room exchange" at our house. Tom's uncle is arriving with a set of dining room furniture (given to us by another of his uncles) from Michigan. We'll put it in our current living room, and convert the upstairs library (and I might as well accept that I will never again have the luxury of being able to devote an entire room of the house to books!) into the new living room. Basically, we're just adding lots more stuff. So it's going to be a challenge these next few weeks, trying to find other places around the house to jam bookcases, extra seating, etc.
-7-
A few days ago...Sly: "Mommy clean ALL day" and a little later,"Sly poop all day"
haha...some days, this doesn't seem too far off from the truth :-)
Quick Takes is hosted at Conversion Diary
Tuesday, October 30, 2012
Passing on The Faith
**These thoughts are addressed to fellow Catholic mothers. If you aren't Catholic (or a mother), I'm not sure how accessible this post will be. Perhaps you might still find something interesting or useful here, and I'd appreciate if you have some thoughts of your own to add to the topic.**
I truly feel that my most important job as a mother is making sure that my children come to know and love God - to help them on their path to holiness and sainthood. I'm by no means claiming to be an expert on how to accomplish this. I only have two kids - one is two years old, and the other is two months old. I don't have a lot of experience yet. But I have spent a lot of time thinking about this, reading good books, talking with other Catholic mothers, etc. to come up with some good strategies for passing on the Faith to our children. Ultimately, every human being has to decide for himself to love God. I can't force that on my children. But I can provide them with good instruction that they may come to better know and understand God, and with opportunities that encourage them to develop a relationship (because that's really what it's all about) with God.
Here are some things that mothers should do who desire their children's souls to be saved. This list is only the beginning, and I'd love to hear more thoughts on this in the comments.
1. Pray for them.
Pray, pray, pray, and pray some more. Pray daily for your children, pray for their father, pray that you may be a good mother. This is the most important thing, and I hate to say that it's something I don't do nearly as much as I should.
2. Pray with them.
Children need to be shown how to pray, and taught that there are many ways to pray - some of which are non-verbal (such as offering gifts of your time, making little sacrifices, etc.). In order to do this, we have to be familiar with prayer ourselves, and work to maintain a regular prayer life.
One of the easiest prayer habits to start as a family is Grace Before Meals. When we remember, we also like to say Grace After Meals (you can use the standard prayers, or compose one of your own). Once he was able to sit in a highchair, we had baby Sly join with us during Grace, and even moved his hand in the Sign of the Cross. Now, at two years old, he can *almost* do it correctly, all by himself. No - he probably doesn't really understand the significance of it yet. But he knows that it's important and that it's something we do as a family. As his capacity for understanding grows, these impressions will help establish a good base for a young faith.
Another great time for prayer with children is right before bed. You can join your children, kneeling beside their beds (Yes, I think kneeling is important. Because it means something. It is a position of supplication in front or our God. It is somewhat uncomfortable, and thus a small sacrifice) and teach them how to pray. Pre-written prayers, again, are fine. But this is a good time to pray also for specific intentions.
Our Blessed Mother has appeared in visions to so many Saints and holy people, exhorting them to pray the Rosary. The Rosary is so important to her, and it is known to be one of the most powerful prayer weapons we have (I would go so far as to guess that it's #2, after the Mass itself)! So why isn't every Catholic praying it every single day?! Don't ask me for the answer, because I'm just as guilty myself. Our family goes through periods where we're good about praying the Rosary together every day, but then we always fall out of the habit again. Right now, the relationship is "off again".
3. Take your kids to Mass, for crying out loud!
This may seem obvious, but I can't tell you how many people I've heard saying that little kids shouldn't be at church until they are old enough to be quiet and behave themselves. I think this is terrible advice. It's true that until their First Communion, the children don't actually have the Sunday obligation. But they can still be in the presence of God, soaking up the graces from the sacrifice of the Eucharist, even if they are still too young to experience it fully. Why would you not want to share with them "the source and summit of our Catholic Faith"?
Attending daily Mass is an added bonus, though I know it's difficult to get to sometimes, and can be very intimidating if it means that you will have to manage the children on your own. I have not yet been to a daily Mass with both children. I don't have a very good excuse, as there are at least two daily Masses within walking distance, one of which is the Latin Mass.
Tom and I co-taught a CCD class one year to a group of 3rd and 4th graders. They were pretty good kids, and willing to learn. Unfortunately, the whole experience was rather disheartening and frustrating for us. In the entire class, only one of the students was taken to Mass each week with his family. And just forget about any other Sacraments! So here we are telling them each week about how important it is to go to Confession....and these kids haven't even been there since their very first time in second grade - and might very well never go again. It is parents' moral duty to take their children to Confession. Nine-year olds can't do that by themselves. During class, we would sometimes mention a certain prayer or action that happens during the Mass, and the kids wouldn't know what we were talking about. Their parents just expected that sending them to us for one hour a week was enough to ensure that they understood the Faith, and became good Catholics. We did our best to impress upon them the importance and efficacy of prayer (which we decided was the most crucial thing for them to take away), and a basic knowledge of Catholic beliefs, but I'm afraid it was pretty ineffectual. The Faith needs to be LIVED, and their families weren't providing the opportunity for this.
4. Teach your children how to behave at Mass.
Bringing children to Mass need not be so intimidating. The earlier you start teaching them to participate, the earlier they will need less behavioral correction.
Some of the actions we perform at Mass are fairly easy to teach to children, since they naturally desire to imitate us. Blessing themselves with holy water (or getting blessed by you when they are babies), genuflecting, making the Sign of the Cross, kneeling/sitting/standing at the appropriate times - even one-year-olds can start to do these things!
We want our children to begin to understand what the Mass means. You can whisper to your children about what is happening: "the altar boy is lighting the candles", "the priest is going to hold up Jesus", etc.. After Mass, you can talk to them about the images in the stained glass, the flickering votive candles, the baptismal font, and all those little items in the Church that help lift our hearts to God. Every Sunday after Mass, Tom brings Sly up to the altar rail to visit the statues and pray. Sly has come to really enjoy this, and will ask as soon as Mass ends to "go pray. Baby Jesus!".
The biggest struggle for all of us is dealing with all the disruptions children cause at church. Believe me, I know how hard it is to deal with little children at Mass (and our usual Mass is almost an hour and a half long!). Children are not quiet, still, or attentive. But we can teach them how to be all these things, gradually and patiently. I'll share with you our personal approach to this situation so far.
Firstly, we don't let Sly have anything. No toys, no snacks, no cups, no books - nothing. I know plenty of people who let their children have some activity (often church-oriented, such as a Lives of the Saints book) to keep them occupied during Mass. I'm not saying there's necessarily anything wrong with that. But we knew that down the line, we'd have to stop letting Sly have those sorts of things, and we didn't want to fight that battle. So instead, we decided to just not let him get used to it in the first place. Also, if we decided on some certain cut-off age when kids weren't allowed those things anymore, it would be difficult for them to understand why the younger siblings were allowed to play with toys, etc. Better, I think, to just be able to say, "No. We don't have those things at Mass. This is our time for praying to God." When Sly really needs a distraction, I put him in my lap, and whisper to him about the beautiful pictures in our missal. He's learned a lot of little things this way, like that a dove represents the Holy Spirit, who St. Joseph is, that Jesus is holding bread and wine at the Last Supper...
Sometimes, one of the kids is being too loud or Sly is getting too rambunctious, and that's when we take them to the back of the church (the "narthex" or entryway). We don't have a cry-room (those new-fangled, silly things!), which I'm glad of - I think it separates you too much, and breeds an impatience among the parishioners for children's natural disruptive tendencies. Instead, all the doors to the nave are left open, so even when you're in the back, you are still able to participate in the Mass (and there are chairs in case you need to nurse a fussy baby). The best tip we ever got when we first became parents was to make sure we never ever ever put our kids down when we were standing with them in the back. If you let them run around, then being taken there becomes something fun for them and they might act up just to be allowed into the back. Instead, we hold Sly in our arms, and refuse his requests to go down. This makes him dread having to be brought out of the pew (where he has a lot more freedom of motion), and serves as a useful threat when he starts becoming disruptive! I'm not saying this is the only way to handle the issue, or that it is totally foolproof - but it's one method for how to train your children in proper Mass behavior.
5. Protect them from evil.
This might sound a bit extreme, but I'm totally serious. Satan works very hard to pull souls away from God. Our children will struggle enough with temptations of their own. We don't need to expose them to extra ones on top of that. I do believe that their environments need to be monitored. Garbage on television or the internet, peers who might be a bad influence - parents have the power to cut these things out of their child's life, at least to some extent. Of course I believe that our children need to learn independence, and sometimes they need to make mistakes. My intent is not to keep my children inside a bubble, with no knowledge of the outside world. Instead, I like to think of it as an analogy: the ideal family environment acts like a greenhouse. This is a place where young, fragile plants can be nourished and tended within a safe shelter. The sun can come in, but the winds and storms cannot. But there comes a time when the little plants have grown strong through all the good care and protection they've received, and they are ready to go out into the world, able to survive and flourish. Once I understood this, it made me much less skeptical of parents who chose to homeschool (and became just one of many reasons that I now desire to do the same with my own kids).
6. Incorporate the liturgical year into your daily lives.
The Church calendar offers us the perfect opportunity to LIVE the faith through the seasons of feasting and fasting. In our world of instant gratification, where everything is available whenever you want it, there are some very good lessons to be learned from following the wisdom of the liturgical calendar. And it's a great way to learn more about the Saints, and be encouraged and inspired by their example.
| Our old home altar at Passiontide |
There are many small little ways to start. An Advent wreath in the home which is lit each night with prayers; a May crowning using wildflowers to decorate a statue of Mary; draping the crucifix and other holy images in purple cloths during Passiontide. Some families may have the inclination to go further, and recognize many smaller feast days in some little way. There are many good resources for ideas, such as the site Catholic Cuisine: "We are all, especially us moms, cooking and baking every day, why not sanctify these mealtimes and teach our children even more about our beautiful faith at the same time?"
| Yes, they're just dandelions. |
This one ties in well with observing the liturgical year. When their senses are engaged, children learn much better. All the "smells and bells" of the Church have the ability to leave a strong impression on them. This is one reason why we love the Traditional Mass. We experience the smell of the incense, the bells - both the large church bells, and the smaller handbells during the Consecration, the Gregorian chant and Polyphony of the choir (as my husband says, "every Sunday, we get to listen to beautiful classical music for free"). Then there are all the visual reminders that Church is a sacred place: brocaded vestments, golden tabernacle and sacred vessels, timeless architecture (Sly knows words like "dome").
Other ways to involve the senses include positions of the body during prayer: kneeling (discussed above), folded hands (another sign of submission and supplication), the Sign of the Cross; blessing yourself with holy water; lighting candles.
8. Keep signs of the Faith around your house.
Our Church offers us such a wealth of special practices and devotions that can help to strengthen our relationship to God. Put up a crucifix in your home, or several. We have one in every room of the house (which was a special wish of my husband). Find good, reverent religious artwork and statues. Talk to your kids about the people or events depicted in that art. By the time they are older, Jesus, Mary, and the Saints will seem like old friends. Consider setting aside a home altar [I'll write a separate post about this soon] where you can pray together as a family. Keep holy water, blessed candles, Rosaries, scapulars, and other sacramentals around - and use them! Your house doesn't have to look like a church, but visitors should be able to pick up on the little signs of an actively-lived Catholic faith. Your children should come to identify themselves strongly as Catholic, with all the strange and wonderful practices that can include.
9. Get inspiration from other Catholic mothers.
Reach out to other Catholic mothers. Find out what they do in their family to instill the Faith in their kids. Share your own experiences. Befriend them. Pray together. Encourage your children to spend time with their children, because you know you can trust the way they are being parented.
It's also a helpful to learn about some of our great Saints who were mothers. Some that jump to mind: St. Monica, St. Rita, St. Gianna, and of course Mary, mother of our Lord. One mother whose example I am constantly thinking about is Blessed Zélie Martin, the mother of St. Thérèse. Though she died early in Thérèse's life, her influence on her daughter was significant. Of her five children who survived, all ended up joining the convent. So she must have been doing something right. And since she's relatively modern, we have a lot of information about her - letters, photos, and the like. An important book for all Catholic women to read, after - of course - the essential autobiography of St. Therese, Story of a Soul, is the small companion book called The Mother of the Little Flower (there is also one written about her father, also excellent). It will change your world, and revolutionize your ideas about Catholic mothering!
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I look around at society, and sometimes it's so easy to think that the whole world is just going to hell around me. It makes me more determined than ever to raise my children with the Faith - to teach them to stand against all the evil that abounds. I know how important to this task is my role as their mother. But my ability to pass them the Faith isn't my biggest worry. What used to worry me the most was the thought of my children's children, and their children, and so on. When I'm long dead, what will happen to the faith of my progeny? If just one generation loses the Faith, it could be gone to my heirs forever. But as I was working on this post, I had a very reassuring realization....If I can manage to get myself to Heaven, then I'll have God at my side, eternally. I can spend the rest of eternity continuing to pray for my ancestors on Earth. My influence doesn't have to diminish - my role as their "mother" will continue. That's a pretty awe-inspiring thing to consider.
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Monday, October 8, 2012
GIVEAWAY and St. Hildegard's "Cookies That Bring Joy"
I was given the opportunity to review the book, From St. Hildegard's Kitchen from Catholic Family Gifts.
Before looking through this Catholic cookbook, I really didn't know anything about St. Hildegard. But there's a short bio of her in the introduction. I learned that she was a German mystic in the middle ages who received visions about many different things. One subject she received some visions on, interestingly, was eating - which types of foods promote or inhibit one's health ("foods of joy" vs. "foods of sadness"). She wrote some books on the subject, and was supposedly ahead of her time with a lot of her dietary principles.
For this cookbook, some of St. Hildegard's recipes were taken and adapted by the author, who is a lay oblate of St. Benedict [Hildegard's order] and also a chef. Other recipes in the book are merely "inspired" by St. Hildegard's dietary principles, using some ingredients which were unknown in 12th century Germany.
As I was flipping through and looking over the recipes, I often said to myself, "geez - I'd need to go on a foraging expedition through a meadow to get some of these ingredients!". Like, where am I supposed to come across things like hyssop, fiddleheads, and galingale? Not in the grocery store....
For that reason, this book would mostly appeal to people who like simple dishes, but are willing to scout out uncommon or adventurous ingredients.
Anyways, I found a recipe that intriqued me: Cookies That Bring Joy. According to St. Hildegard, "they will reduce bad humors, enrich the blood, and fortify the nerves....They may help remove hate from the heart, assure good intelligence...and give one a joyful spirit." Well, alright!
The book says that they are traditionally baked on her feast day, September 16th. Dang! I had missed it by less than two weeks. I was bummed to lose such a perfect opportunity to try out that recipe. But then I happened to hear that St. Hildegard was being named a Doctor of the Church yesterday. Perfect occasion to make her cookies!
St. Hildegard's big thing is spelt, a species of wheat which she claimed to be better for you than the regular type. When I had decided to make the cookies, I wanted them to be authentic. So I had to head out to the local food co-op to pick up some spelt flour (I got the whole-grain kind, assuming that's what Hildegard would have used).
The cookies were pretty flat (too much butter, St. Hildegard!!), but tasty. They are flavored with cinnamon, nutmeg, and cloves (which she says are all "spices that bring joy", and I have to say I'd agree with that). The spelt gave them that whole-wheaty taste, so they reminded me of a healthy version of a gingersnap. The friends who tasted them yesterday seemed to enjoy them. Tom liked them enough to request that I make them again. But maybe that was just the joyful spirit talking.
*****
GIVEAWAY
This will be really simple. Just leave a comment on this post to enter. On Friday, I will pick one person at random. That lucky reader will win a gift from Catholic Family Gifts (either this cookbook, or something else if you prefer). MAKE SURE TO CHECK BACK, because if you win, I'll need you to contact me with more information!
Wednesday, September 14, 2011
The BVM
I feel like I need to just preface this with a "sorry if I offend anyone" comment. What I'm about to say is mostly addressed to women, and I know well how personally woman take things. But here's something that's been on my mind of late.
I've noticed a new habit among young Catholics, particularly women, of referring to Our Lady as "Mama Mary." Something about this just bothers me. First off, I just think it sounds so informal. So familiar. Certainly, if we have the relationship with the Blessed Mother that we should have, we will be familiar with her. But there's still a huge amount of reverence and respect owed to her. She has a thousand and one other titles - scripture-based, revelation-based, character-based - which are beautiful and fitting. Other titles which convey her Motherhood. "Mama" seems...juvenile.
Something about that word just seems forced and unnatural. I mean, what adult woman honestly refers to her mother as "mama"? Pretty much no one, unless they are intentionally trying to be cutesy.
During personal conversation with Mary, it would be completely appropriate to address her as "Mother". But I suppose that if for certain people, actually calling her "Mama" during prayer is natural and unaffected, then I don't have a problem with it. But only when used as a personal address. Not as a title she is referenced by in conversation.
But referring to her in such as informal and un-reverent (I won't use the stronger term "irreverent") way publicly seems like a disservice somehow. That said, referring to Our Mother simply as "Mary" IS appropriate, and has been lauded by various saints (St. Alphonsus Liguori in particular). And that, too, seems somewhat "informal" - so maybe that's not the main problem I have with it.
Words means things. Calling someone by different names can express a different sense of their person. I think when people call her Mama Mary, they are trying to emphasize something. The child-like reliance they have on her? The familial closeness we should feel towards her? Those are good sentiments to remind oneself of. It still bothers me, though!
Does anyone have any insight into why this might bother me? Any arguments to make as to why it shouldn't bother me? I'd love to hear your thoughts :-)
I've noticed a new habit among young Catholics, particularly women, of referring to Our Lady as "Mama Mary." Something about this just bothers me. First off, I just think it sounds so informal. So familiar. Certainly, if we have the relationship with the Blessed Mother that we should have, we will be familiar with her. But there's still a huge amount of reverence and respect owed to her. She has a thousand and one other titles - scripture-based, revelation-based, character-based - which are beautiful and fitting. Other titles which convey her Motherhood. "Mama" seems...juvenile.
Something about that word just seems forced and unnatural. I mean, what adult woman honestly refers to her mother as "mama"? Pretty much no one, unless they are intentionally trying to be cutesy.
During personal conversation with Mary, it would be completely appropriate to address her as "Mother". But I suppose that if for certain people, actually calling her "Mama" during prayer is natural and unaffected, then I don't have a problem with it. But only when used as a personal address. Not as a title she is referenced by in conversation.
But referring to her in such as informal and un-reverent (I won't use the stronger term "irreverent") way publicly seems like a disservice somehow. That said, referring to Our Mother simply as "Mary" IS appropriate, and has been lauded by various saints (St. Alphonsus Liguori in particular). And that, too, seems somewhat "informal" - so maybe that's not the main problem I have with it.
Words means things. Calling someone by different names can express a different sense of their person. I think when people call her Mama Mary, they are trying to emphasize something. The child-like reliance they have on her? The familial closeness we should feel towards her? Those are good sentiments to remind oneself of. It still bothers me, though!
Does anyone have any insight into why this might bother me? Any arguments to make as to why it shouldn't bother me? I'd love to hear your thoughts :-)
Friday, April 29, 2011
7 Quick Takes Friday (Vol. 4) - Royal Wedding, and Other Things

1. I didn't watch the royal wedding. I doubt we even get a channel that televised it anyways. Plus, it takes something really special to get me out of bed so early in the morning! But I've enjoyed looking at pictures online. I'm happy to see the news actually focusing on something HAPPY - a wedding, a celebration of life and love - for once.
2. I always sorta wanted an autumn wedding, so I could wear a dress with lace-y sleeves. But I suppose Kate (or Catherine, as she's now called) pulled it off in April, so maybe I could have too.

3. My April wedding dress.
4. Did everyone read the Bishop of London's sermon from the wedding? Good stuff there!
In a sense every wedding is a royal wedding with the bride and the groom as king and queen of creation, making a new life together so that life can flow through them into the future....
A spiritual life grows as love finds its centre beyond ourselves. Faithful and committed relationships offer a door into the mystery of spiritual life in which we discover this; the more we give of self, the richer we become in soul; the more we go beyond ourselves in love, the more we become our true selves and our spiritual beauty is more fully revealed. In marriage we are seeking to bring one another into fuller life....
Marriage should transform, as husband and wife make one another their work of art. It is possible to transform as long as we do not harbour ambitions to reform our partner. There must be no coercion if the Spirit is to flow; each must give the other space and freedom.
5. I am guessing from all the talk of it on Facebook that it is the feast day of St. Catherine of Siena today. I don't mean to sound like a Total Traditionalist Catholic Snob, but we have the old Liturgical Calender in our kitchen, and it says her feast is tomorrow. As far as I know, it's appropriate to observe either the old or the new feast dates...
Anyways, she is my patron saint, chosen at Confirmation. I feel as though we should commemorate her in some small way....Any ideas?
6. Speaking of recognizing the Feast days of Patron Saints, that is something I'd like to institute in our family - especially once Sly is older, and hopefully joined by some siblings. I think the feasts of the Name-Saint of each child should be recognized in some small way, at least. Even if it's just reading their story from Butler's Lives of the Saints over dinner, and allowing that particular child to choose a special dessert for the day.
7. I've only seen the first two episodes (out of seven), but I've started watching the PBS miniseries Downton Abbey. So far, I'm loving it. It looks at the lives of wealthy aristocrats and their servants living in a big house, and trying to deal with the crises of the inheritance. Very similar to the situation in Pride and Prejudice, the parents have only daughters, and a distant relative is set to inherit the entire estate after the death of the father.

The whole series can be watched streaming on Netflix, if you have a subscription. I hate watching movies on my computer screen, though, so I'll be having them mailed to me in the usual way.
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Thursday, March 17, 2011
Happy St. Patrick's Day!

Friday, December 31, 2010
Feast of St. Sylvester
Today is the feast of St. Sylvester, who is the name-Saint of my son. To be honest, I knew nothing about the Saint before Sly came around. Tom's family has a long-standing tradition wherein each first-born son is named after his grandfather (which means that the two names "Sylvester" and "Thomas" alternate each generation). So the name of Tom's first-born son had already been decided many years before he even existed.
I really disliked the name at first. In my high school years of dreamily thinking up names for my future children, something so old-fashioned as Sylvester would never have made the list. But it meant a lot to Tom to give his son that name. And besides, I have a lot of respect for tradition, and thought it would be shameful to kill this one just because I didn't like the sound of the name. And now that he's born, I of course can't imagine him being called anything else.
I made sure to say a special prayer to the Saint today on Sly's behalf. And in honor of the day, I did a little "research" into his life. I use that term loosely. Because while we own a very extensive library of wonderful old Lives of the Saints books and resources here (Tom is quite the bibliophile), I took the slacker route, and did a Google search instead.
Here are a few known facts: He was the 31st Pope, during the reign of Constantine. He oversaw construction of the Lateran Basilica, and several other great churches. He fought and helped destroy several heresies during two church Councils. He died in 335.
While he's obviously regarded as a great Saint, there is not a ton of information available about him. There are a few legends of him floating around, which are always the most interesting parts, anyways. One from The Golden Legend, which was quoted on Fisheaters, has him battling a dragon:
In this time it happed that there was at Rome a dragon in a pit, which every day slew with his breath more than three hundred men. Then came the bishops of the idols unto the emperor [Constantine the Great] and said unto him: O thou most holy emperor, sith the time that thou hast received Christian faith the dragon which is in yonder fosse or pit slayeth every day with his breath more than three hundred men.
Then sent the emperor for S. Silvester and asked counsel of him of this matter. S. Silvester answered that by the might of God he promised to make him cease of his hurt and blessure of this people. Then S Silvester put himself to prayer, and S. Peter appeared to him and said: Go surely to the dragon and the two priests that be with thee take in thy company, and when thou shalt come to him thou shalt say to him in this manner: Our Lord Jesu Christ which was born of the Virgin Mary, crucified, buried and arose, and now sitteth on the right side of the Father, this is he that shall come to deem and judge the living and the dead, I commend thee Sathanas that thou abide him in this place till he come. Then thou shalt bind his mouth with a thread, and seal it with thy seal , wherein is the imprint of the cross.
Then thou and the two priests shall come to me whole and safe, and such bread as I shall make ready for you ye shall eat.Thus as S. Peter had said, S. Silvester did. And when he came to the pit, he descended down one hundred and fifty steps, bearing with him two lanterns, and found the dragon, and said the words that S. Peter had said to him, and bound his mouth with the thread, and sealed it, and after returned, and as he came upward again he met with two enchanters which followed him for to see if he descended, which were almost dead of the stench of the dragon, whom he brought with him whole and sound, which anon were baptized, with a great multitude of people with them.
Thus was the city of Rome delivered from double death, that was from the culture and worshipping of false idols, and from the venom of the dragon. At the last when S. Silvester approached towards his death, he called to him the clergy and admonished them to have charity, and that they should diligently govern their churches, and keep their flock from the wolves. And after the year of the incarnation of our Lord three hundred and twenty, he departed out of this world and slept in our Lord, etc.
Many European countries refer to New Year's Eve as "Silvester" or "Sylwester." Before midnight tonight, when you'll kiss your sweetie, sip your champagne, bang pots and pans or make a general ruckus, remember to thank this great Saint for everything he did for the Church, and ask him for his blessings!
Thursday, December 16, 2010
Why I Decided to Start Blogging
Inspired by the many interesting and inspirational blogs I've recently been reading on homemaking, housewifery, motherhood, etc., I've decided to start one of my own. I doubt I'll have more interesting ideas or stories to share than so many of the other women who are so much ahead of me in figuring out this whole thing: how to live a purposeful life of serving God and serving others through a Vocation to marriage and motherhood.
I live a fairly ordinary life. I live in a small rented house with my husband and my baby and our two cats. I have varied interests (in music, crafting, etc.), but no strong talents in anything, really. I am a "retired" high school biology teacher (I really only worked for one year), transitioning into a full-time housewife/stay-at-home-mom. But I still do some part-time tutoring on the side, to bring in some money (and keep my mind sharp!). I pray for the blessing of a large family someday, and God willing, intend to homeschool my kids. I know we'll never have a lot of money to spare - I don't expect that we'll ever make the same income our parents did - but I'm okay with that. I think it will ultimately be good for us, and especially for me, to have to give up some of my attachment to "things."
I think accepting an ordinary life is the first step. Giving up your dreams of having a high standard of living, or being the family who gets to travel to cool places, or building up a prestigious career. I'm fine being normal and relatively unknown. The hard part comes when you realize - as I recently have - that it takes more than this to attain holiness. Living in a humble manner is one thing, but actually BEING humble is quite another. It means accepting your "littleness" but loving and serving in a very big way.
I look for inspiration, firstly, to the Holy Family, of course, and to the Blessed Mother who lived this out perfectly. As St. Louis De Montfort says of her in the Preliminary Remarks of his True Devotion to Mary, "Her humility was so profound that she had no inclination on earth more powerful or more constant than that of hiding herself, from herself as well as from every other creature, so as to be known to God only."
Another beautiful example of living extraordinarily, even amidst ordinary life circumstances, is the Martin Family, that which produced St. Thérèse. The parents, Louis and Zelie, were saints themselves who provided such a powerful witness to their daughters of how to serve God through their ordinary lives and actions, it is not surprising that all of their (surviving) children went on to join the convent.
As this blog develops, I expect it will be mostly a collection of random happenings, observations, and thoughts about the random things I encounter as I learn how to be a better wife, mother, and daughter. But I hope throughout, my strivings to better emulate the Saints will be apparent.
I live a fairly ordinary life. I live in a small rented house with my husband and my baby and our two cats. I have varied interests (in music, crafting, etc.), but no strong talents in anything, really. I am a "retired" high school biology teacher (I really only worked for one year), transitioning into a full-time housewife/stay-at-home-mom. But I still do some part-time tutoring on the side, to bring in some money (and keep my mind sharp!). I pray for the blessing of a large family someday, and God willing, intend to homeschool my kids. I know we'll never have a lot of money to spare - I don't expect that we'll ever make the same income our parents did - but I'm okay with that. I think it will ultimately be good for us, and especially for me, to have to give up some of my attachment to "things."
I think accepting an ordinary life is the first step. Giving up your dreams of having a high standard of living, or being the family who gets to travel to cool places, or building up a prestigious career. I'm fine being normal and relatively unknown. The hard part comes when you realize - as I recently have - that it takes more than this to attain holiness. Living in a humble manner is one thing, but actually BEING humble is quite another. It means accepting your "littleness" but loving and serving in a very big way.
I look for inspiration, firstly, to the Holy Family, of course, and to the Blessed Mother who lived this out perfectly. As St. Louis De Montfort says of her in the Preliminary Remarks of his True Devotion to Mary, "Her humility was so profound that she had no inclination on earth more powerful or more constant than that of hiding herself, from herself as well as from every other creature, so as to be known to God only."
Another beautiful example of living extraordinarily, even amidst ordinary life circumstances, is the Martin Family, that which produced St. Thérèse. The parents, Louis and Zelie, were saints themselves who provided such a powerful witness to their daughters of how to serve God through their ordinary lives and actions, it is not surprising that all of their (surviving) children went on to join the convent.
As this blog develops, I expect it will be mostly a collection of random happenings, observations, and thoughts about the random things I encounter as I learn how to be a better wife, mother, and daughter. But I hope throughout, my strivings to better emulate the Saints will be apparent.
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