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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...
There Are No Shortcuts

There Are No Shortcuts

  The other day, I was searching, for a solution.  I was on website after website on how to clean the oven.  Yes, my brand new oven that had baked on grease stains from me failing to clean it up sooner.  I searched for days, honestly looking for the perfect easy solution.  I was even determined to pay for an oven cleaner, if that will return my oven back to new condition. Finally, I accepted the truth.  I had everything I need, and instead of just wasting my time on the internet looking for a solution, I should have spent that time cleaning the oven. There are no shortcuts when real work has to begin   In my search, I was looking for a shortcut.  I was looking for a way for me to clean the oven without me having to “work.”  I was hoping, that I can find that perfect cleaner that will not only clean the oven, but do it quickly–like 5 minutes right after I spray it. In the end, I used a cleaner that I had. I had to let it soak, then “work” at removing the grease.  My oven is almost like new again. In our spiritual lives, we always hope that there will be an easy solution to grow in holiness.  A simple prayer ever morning should do it–we think.  Maybe it’s a quick skip of breakfast on Sunday morning and we feel like we are climbing that mountain called holiness. Let’s be honest, we spend more time trying to figure out how not to “work” on something, meanwhile wanting the results as if...
Lenten Reflections After 1 Week

Lenten Reflections After 1 Week

  I don’t have the free time like I did in the past to blog. That’s okay though. I understand that I’m in a different season, and whatever season is going to be thrown at me I’ll just enjoy for now.  As of now, this post is about a week late than I would like. This year for Lent, I decided to give up something seemingly simple. I stopped adding honey (or any sweetener) to my tea.  For my family that knows me, I am I huge tea drinking fan.    Earl Grey in the morning, Jasmine green tea in the afternoons, Chamomile tea in the evening right before bed. Every time I drink something, it’s most likely tea. So, a huge sacrifice for me is to stop adding sweeteners my teas. That way, when I drink my tea, I am fully aware of the sacrifice that I’m making.  One would ask why not give up tea for Lent, and the answer is simple: it’s supposed to be my sacrifice, not make everyone around me unhappy. So, no honey in my tea for Lent it is.    Every day of the year is a sacrifice   Another reason for this seemingly simple sacrifice, is that I feel every day of the year is a day for mortification, and penance.  Not just six weeks.   In the past, I have not given up anything, but tried to create new habits that would help me grow in holiness.  I vowed to pray the rosary daily, now I’ve done it for years.  Another year, I vowed to pray the Liturgy of the Hours,...

He Came As A Child

  This Advent, we prepared for so many things. We were getting ready for Christmas, and the huge celebration. We were looking forward to meeting with our families, and reconnecting with people whom we have been distanced from.  Most important of all, we all prepared for the return of our Saviour.  During this time of year, there always seems like there is breeze of finality in the air, and when January 1st comes around, we should have said all the things that mattered, and did all the things that truly meant something to us. I don’t get like this at the end of December. I feel like that in the Fall, the school season, but that’s for another post. What this Advent has meant for me, especially this year, was children. Breaking apart the Advent story, we know how important the Savior to come was to all people. For hundreds of years after the prophet Ezekiel. Awaiting for Jesus to come, everyone was waiting for him to come with a big fainfair. Then There Was The Annunciation   The Son of God could have come in any form he wanted. He could have come as a adult. He could have come with an army of angels, but he came in a way to sanctify our human existence. He allowed himself to be conceived. To grow from a tiny egg into a baby.   This has a huge impact on us!   There were no debates discussing when did Jesus’ life as the Son of God begin. Not at 6 weeks, not at the moment of birth, we knew that...

Would The Real Saint Nicholas Please Stand Up

  I look back on some of my older posts, and I laugh to myself about myself about how I was going to defend or refute the infamous Santa Clause.  I laugh because while I am  always seeking truth, I didn’t want to lie to my children in the name of a holiday tradition. nor did I want to take the fun out of the season by saying he’s not real. A few years ago, I came to the beautiful conclusion on how to handle it, and this year we are just taking it further.   The Catholic Bishop   Not many people are aware of this but Saint Nicholas  (15 March 270 – 6 December 343)  was a Catholic bishop around the year 300AD. He is also known as the patron Saint for children. He also loved to hand our gifts to children. The story goes: There was a man who had three daughters who wanted to get married, but he had no money. He was going to sell them into slavery (I know right!) but Nicholas saw this, and him being very wealthy, he waited for them to fall asleep and left money for them by the chimney. Of course this is such a simplified story, but you can read more about him here (in better details).   The Feast Day   December 6th is the feast day of Saint Nicholas. That means it’s a special day to hide little treats or candy in stockings for little kids. By the way, the tradition of the stockings by the chimney also comes from Saint Nicholas! This year, we are separating...
A Closer Look At The Deadly Seven – Anger

A Closer Look At The Deadly Seven – Anger

This post was originally posted on Oct. 20, 1014, and added to the #WorthRevisit linkup hosted by Theology is a Verb, and Reconciled to You.       Welcome back to my mini series.  Last week, I discussed Pride.  If you haven’t read it yet, you should jump over there and take a look at it.  If you want to take a look at all post for this series, you can start with the Introduction. This week, I plan on looking at anger.  Now, I’ve talked about anger before on this blog.  But today, I’m going to try to look at it from a different perspective. What is Anger?   an·ger ˈaNGɡər/ noun a strong feeling of annoyance, displeasure, or hostility. synonyms: rage, vexation, exasperation, displeasure, crossness, irritation, irritability, indignation, pique; More antonyms: pleasure, good humor So what’s wrong with anger?  Well, nothing by itself.  Actually, angry is a very normal emotion.  The catch is the passion of anger that we’re usually caught up with.  That is when we usually go from being angry to doing something in anger. For example, someone can cut you off in line, and yup, that would make me angry too, but it’s how we choose to redress an evil then it becomes a sin.  Why? you wonder…well, if we don’t work through our angry and seriously calm ourselves, then our angry can and will lead us towards hatred, resentment, and the desire for revenge.   The Sins of Anger   The sins of anger are the following: hatred, revenge, impatience, denial of the truth to others and self, self-righteousness, and desiring to harm others.  To be quite honest,...
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