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Pumpkins Galore

Pumpkins Galore

Batch of Pumpkins. Photo Credit: KalleyC  At the end of October our Church held its Annual Halloween Party for the kids. It’s a simple event where the kids dress up, play games, win prizes and see a “magic” show. This year, my daughter went as Saint Tekakwitha, and my son wanted to be a cowboy. So this politically incorrect mother had her children dressed as “Cowboys and Indians.” That wasn’t the plan, but that is how it turned out to be. Normally, I don’t enjoy going to Halloween events.  I’m sure it has something to do with growing up in the City and Halloween seems to be the time of year that people like to cause mischief.  The idea of taking the kids out, in the evening, so close to Halloween bothers me.  Also, I’m more of an All Saint’s Day gal, as I like to celebrate that more.  All Hallow’s Even (Halloween has turned into a cause trouble, spooky night for some members of society.)  We ended up going because this year my husband got of early from work, and he didn’t mind meeting us at the event.  So, off we went. The event was smallish and we were able to see some other people that we knew at our Parish there. Tables and games for safety was set up for the kids, but, the highlight for the kids had to be the magic show. Both my son and daughter was able to take part in the show and have talked nonstop about it since.  I have to hand it to the magician though, he was able to keep...

New or Traditional Rosary

  Recently, I’ve come across a talk that talked about the Rosary. Now, I love praying my Rosary, and I do wish I could be more consistent and not miss any days, but overall, I make a sincere effort. When praying the Rosary, I always thought that we’re 4 mysteries. Joyful, Luminous, Sorrowful, and Glorious. But some things seemed “off” to me. Like, during the season of Advent, we focus on the Joyful mysteries. Lent, it’s all about the Sorrowful Mysteries. Finally, Easter (and original time) it’s the Glorious Mysteries. Where and when do we focus on the Luminous? When I was taught to Pray the Rosary Thinking back on this, I always took it for granted. When I learned to pray the Rosary, every book (because I learn by reading), talked about the four mysteries.  This is the order of the Rosary, according to the “New Way” Joyful – Monday Sorrowful – Tuesday Glorious – Wednesday Luminous – Thursday Sorrowful – Friday Joyful – Saturday Glorious – Sunday All the books that I’ve read never addressed this issue that I’ve had.  They never discussed why it seemed to be so disordered after Wednesday.  I honestly just thought that there were Theological reasons why things were done the way that they were.  Since Saturday is for the tradition of devotion of the Blessed Mother, maybe that’s why the Joyful Mysteries were on Saturday.  Thursday, like Holy Thursday was the establishment of the Eucharist, so maybe that’s why the Luminous mysteries were on a Thursday.  However I liked to rationalize it, it didn’t answer my underlying question: Why was the rest of...
6 Years of Blogging And Counting….

6 Years of Blogging And Counting….

Six years ago I began to self-hosting my blog.  It was my husband who did all the work, but since I started blogging (2009 – off and on to 2011 to most of the time), this corner of the web has been mine.  A lot has changed about me since I started blogging. When I first started I was a mom of one, and I just started to become a stay at home mom.  After so many years of working, I didn’t know what to do with myself.  I had this new life to take care of, and I had a new “me” to define. At first I started writing about my day to day life, and eventually that turned into the things that I enjoy and escapism.  I blogged about things that I was trying, and my life at home.  Still I wasn’t satisfied.  Deep down I wanted to write about my faith, but something was holding me back. Eventually, I began to write about what made me happy (my Faith and God) but I quickly realized that those who wanted to follow my journey will, and those who don’t…won’t.  I’ve read some awesome blogs, and was invited into the lives of other people.  For that I briefly found my community, and was thankful for the many blog-friends that I have met along the way.  Some continued to blog, others no. Fast forward to today, and I can clearly see that I am  not the same mom that I was years ago. I don’t care much for makeup, I like my days simple, and I have found a...

5 Reasons Why I Love My Catholic Faith

  This blog hop, we are to takalk about why We love our faith. Well it’s the One True Faith! There I’m done. Okay, I’ll go into more detail.  Its hard to narrow down my love for my Catholic faith, but here I will give you 5 reasons why I love Catholicism. 1. The Eucharist   This has to be the top one on my list! People who are not Catholic would ask if we have a personal relationship with Jesus. I’m always flabbergasted by this because it is such an off question. Yes! Not only do we have a personal relationship with him, we have something better. We have intimacy with him! When we partake of Holy Communion, we receive Jesus–Body, Blood, Soul and Divinity. He is in us and we are in him. He runs through our veins. He is in our bodies, with him fueling our thoughts, words and actions. So, yes, we not only have a relationship–He abides in us, and us in Him. You can’t get closer to Him than that. If there is anything that keeps me grounded in Catholicism is that. 2. The Sacrament of Confession   I’ve talked about confession before. It is the best place to go in order to receive forgiveness and absolution for our sins. We all want to become Saints! So I need help avoiding the things that leads me into sin. Jesus told us to be perfect, just as our Father in heaven is perfect. Well, I can’t do that beating myself up over something silly that I did instead of brushing myself off. Confession is...

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....
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...
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