Tuesday, February 12, 2013

My Pope

The announcement of Pope Benedict XVI's impending retirement has filled me with sadness. While I am quite certain that the Holy Spirit is completely in charge of this situation, my weak human heart is hurting. Papa Benedict is My Pope. I learned to see Our Lord through his eyes, to read scripture with his voice in my ear.

I'm going to go and order every one of Pope Benedict/Cardinal Ratzinger's books (the ones I don't already have).  That reading list will last for years!  And I pray that he will write many more books before he takes his place with the Saints. 

Since I don't really have anything wise to say, I refer you to these folks for wisdom:

The text of the Holy Father's Message 

Scott Hahn

The Anchoress


My friend Russ at Crossed the Tiber here and here .

Saturday, December 25, 2010

Thursday, December 31, 2009

Mary, Mother of God

January 1 is the Feast of Mary, Mother of God. Tonight at the Vigil Mass, Father reminded us that Mary's response to God was always positive and prayerful. When told by the Angel Gabriel that she would become pregnant by the power of the Holy Spirit, Mary said, "Let it be done to me as you have said". When she requested her Divine Son to provide wine for the wedding at Cana, she then instructed the servants to "Do just as He tells you".

It is not always easy to do just as the Lord tells us to do. For the Blessed Virgin Mary, it meant watching her only and beloved Son die a painful and bloody death on the Cross. That she knew this was the end from the beginning could only have made it more painful to anticipate and then endure.

The lesson of Mary to me, from the time I was able to "see" her with the eyes of faith, has been this: We must always do what the Lord wants us to do. Sometimes, that will be unbelievably painful, both for Him and for us. Because, you see, He loves us and He feels our pain as His own. And just as He was finally able to wrap His loving arms around His beloved mother and carry her home to be with him always, He will in the end come for us too.

Until then, we must strive to "Do just as He tells" us.

Thursday, December 24, 2009

Hark! The Herald Angels Sing

It's been Christmas in Bethlehem for over an hour...

Tuesday, December 22, 2009

She's Home with Jesus for Christmas

Our dear baby granddaughter left us on Sunday morning, December 20, 2009. She died peacefully in her mother's arms with her Nana by her side. I baptized Chloe about five hours before her death with the blessing of my dear priest Father Noe who was two hours away.

Little Chloe was sent to us for a reason, of that I am very sure. We will say our last goodbyes on Thursday morning. This child who was born on her Nana's birthday and died on her great-grandparent's 62nd wedding anniversary will be buried on Christmas Eve.

Say hello to Great-Grandma and Great-Grandpa Board, dear Chloe. Give your brother Xavier a kiss for me, and Great-Grandpa Leone. And tell your Great-Uncle David that his mommy (your Great-Grandma Leone) still misses him every single day.

As we will all miss you.


Sunday, December 13, 2009

Some Personal Notes

Dear Readers (if indeed I have any readers left):

I know I have sadly neglected this blog. Life has been moving at a breakneck pace, and I have not been able to collect my thoughts to post the remaining recollections that are important to my story of my faith journey.

In the midst of it all, though, I did manage to reconnect with a childhood friend who left the Watchtower several years before me. It was wonderful to get together and talk about our families. The JW organization manages to intrude on her life much more than it does on mine, and that realization made me thankful for my own current situation but also angry that many people have their families divided against one another by manmade "rules" and arrogant personal opinions.

On November 10, my newest granddaughter Chloe was born. Her mother, my daughter Michelle, was very ill and Chloe was delivered very prematurely and weighed a mere 18.5 oz. at birth. Chloe is now one month three days old. She is growing, allbeit with many challenges facing her. The picture above is Chloe holding her Mommy's hand. It was taken on December 9.
Please include Chloe in your prayers.
Thank you.

Wednesday, March 25, 2009

Lenten Thoughts

I've struggled somewhat with this first Lent as a baptized Catholic. Family difficulties abound, and every Lenten assignment that I pick up at Sunday Mass appears to have been written exactly to address my personal faults (ouch!). The dear priest who had become my Confessor and Spiritual Director was called to shepherd a distant parish in our diocese just before Advent, and until last night I had not gotten up courage to go to Confession again (it had been five months -- TOO LONG FOR ME!)

On a brighter note, the "Why Catholic" series began again with this Lent and I was invited to join a group that meets in the home of a couple who were very active in leading my RCIA group. Last Sunday, we decided that our assignment for the week would be to go to Confession and receive the Holy Eucharist this week.

The Lenten Reconciliation (Penance) Service was scheduled for last night, and I made arrangements to attend. I missed the Advent Penance Service; for some reason, I did not find out about it until it was over. So this was my first attendance at this particular type of service.

All I can say is, OH MY!! We had four priests (three visiting) celebrating the Sacrament of Reconciliation and our permanent Deacon assisting with the service. I prayed my Rosary on the way to Church and was deep in meditation when I arrived with one decade to do later. The service itself was wonderful; I cried profusely through much of it (but I was not the only one in tears). Then I got in line for Confession with my dear Pastor. I don't know what I was waiting for; THIS was exactly what I needed.

After I did my Penance (and no, I'm not going to tell you what it was *hah*), I went for pie with one of my best friends. I felt about a hundred pounds lighter. Later, in bed, I prayed the final decade of my Rosary and fell right to sleep.

Thank you Jesus!