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Choosing Happiness

  This Lent, I had chosen to read books that I would have put off-again.  This year was different–my grandmother passed away March 1st- which was the first day of Lent.  Armed with that knowledge, I decided to not put off my book choices – The Four Last Things, Preparation for Death, and Meditations on the Four Last Things. I am due to write a review on each book, but that will come soon.  Although each book I know I will be keeping on my bookshelf, it’s worth meditating on for years to come.   Happiness is a Choice   One lesson that I have learned from reading this material, is that happiness is truly a choice.  We have only so much time on this earth, how we chose to spend it is our choice. This doesn’t mean, live our lives with only ourselves in mind, but always keep in mind of the happiness that is to come.  To obtain heaven, it has to always be in our thoughts.  What we say, do, and what we fail to do.  Tomorrow is not guaranteed, so today we live as if it could be our last.   #Tomorrow is not guaranteed, so #today we live as if it could be our last. Click To Tweet   I know that this sounds pretty morbid, but truly thinking about it, it’s not. When a person finds out that they have only 6 months to live– they are going to live those 6 months differently than someone who doesn’t know when they are going to die.   Don’t Sweat the Small Stuff   Another lesson I...

Resting My Heart In God

This post is part of the Catholic Women Bloggers Network Blog Hop, hosted by Reconciled To You.  To read more stories from other bloggers about this topic, click here.   If a single word could describe me, it would be worrier.  I’ve had that title since forever.  It’s what I did. Sometimes, it didn’t matter what was bothering me, it could the kids’ weight or hight.  Their health, food, or even finances.  There was nothing that was off-limits to my worrying. There is only so much mental anguish that a person can go through before something happens.  I didn’t know how close I was to breaking,  but I knew when I finally crossed it.   Finally Something Broke   I could remember the events so clearly.  The night before I wasn’t feeling very well.   I mentioned it to my husband and then dismissed it.  I figured that I just need to sleep, and that would be that.  I pushed myself that night, and I pushed too hard. The following morning would be the beginning of many weeks where I had doctor visits, MRIs, ER visits, just to find out what happened.  To this very day, I am without a diagnosis of what was wrong, but I’m being monitored.   Life is a Tightrope   I live with the knowledge that what happened, could either be a one time event, or it could be the beginning of something that will affect how I will live my life.  naturally, I worried.  How can one prepare for something like this?  I have small children, how will I be able to take care of them?  After all...
5 Catholic Apps to Help Every Day

5 Catholic Apps to Help Every Day

  I am a huge user of apps ( like who isn’t) and I just love having apps on my phone that helps with my spiritual journey. What I have learned over the years is to never give myself an excuse why I couldn’t do anything. Here is a list of my top 5 Catholic Apps that I use everyday.   1. Liturgy of the Hours   Since having another baby, it is lucky that I am able to do my Invitatory and Morning prayers and the time that I always say it. I don’t know about you, but when I wake up, these are the first things that I say. It just starts my day off on the right foot. This is the biggest app that has an impression on me. I know I don’t have an opportunity to open my Prayer Book, so I load up this App, right when I wake up, and pray along with it. What I love about this app, is that all the prayers are downloaded in advance so that when it’s time to use it, you can go straight in for that day. It is a costly app, I bought it when it was $15 but to me that seems like pennies because I have been using it everyday since I purchased it. It was an investment to make, so I used the web version: https://divineoffice.org/liturgy-of-the-hours/how-to-pray-the-liturgy-of-the-hours/ This is how I was first introduced to the Liturgy of the Hours (Divine Office), and it was because of diving into this, I made the leap and bought the prayer books (I started with...
A Tired Mom’s Prayer

A Tired Mom’s Prayer

As mothers, we are always tired about something.  But even in our exhaustion, we are not to lose our humor.  Here is a  tired mom’s prayer.  Hopefully you can relate. A Tired Mom’s Prayer Dear Lord, I would ask you to grant me peace, but I am be afraid it could be everlasting peace, so I won’t go there.  Instead Lord, I am going to ask for solace. Please don’t mistake me, I’m not miserable with my lot; I am tired. I’m sure you are already aware of my schedule, sleep for maybe 4-5 hours, get things done, and be entertaining. While this is the work that all parents do, there are many ups, and downs and too many…”Oh my!”  I would think as my daughter (aka the most wonderful gift in the world) gets older, sleep won’t be that elusive. Hahaha joke’s on me again. (little did I know two additional gifts will keep sleep elusive) If you can’t grant me solace, at least allow me to handle caffeine. It’s so not fun to scrape myself off the wall along with my daughter (now 3 children) because I caved in and drank a half cup of coffee. For the sake of my husband’s sanity, I’ll stay away. But I really do need a natural replacement. Speaking of sanity, it would be nice to finally locate mine. I know it was funny to have me “lose” it 2 1/2 years ago (update: its been 9 years..wow!), but this is a long standing joke that I’m sure only you find funny (okay, my family does too…but it has to be...
How I Truly Feel about Confession

How I Truly Feel about Confession

  We never practiced confession growing up.  You did something wrong–you go straight to God. It wasn’t a Sacrament in my home, because we weren’t Catholic–yet. The closest anyone got to reconciliation was a quick “sorry” and that would be the end of it. Whenever we heard the words, many times it didn’t seem genuine. We would say the words, but never admit what we were sorry for. So, Reconciliation wasn’t part of my family vocabulary. Even after our conversion to Catholicism, Reconciliation was an afterthought.  After all, we accepted it, but we still fought with our Protestant way of thinking. The Game Changer   All that changed for me a few years ago. While re-learning the faith I entered, I decided to randomly pick up, 7 Secrets of  Confession by Vinny Flynn. This once dreaded Sacrament became the one I love, and only second to the Eucharist. In my earlier way of thinking, you went into a closet and tell a man your deepest darkest secrets. A person who you don’t know, will know more about you than anyone else. That you wouldn’t be seen as a great person but a deeply flawed person. I have come to recognize that in that tiny box is a place of healing. A doctor for my soul. That man, is the ear of Christ, and he is there to doctor me. I had to give up my earlier notions that I wouldn’t be seen as perfect, as I like, and confessing my failings is what I needed to be closer to Him. Reconcilliation reminds me to see myself as I truly am. Warts and all....
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