Anyway, we began our morning with one of our favoriteCD’s for the little ones. We are very blessed to actually know this family. They are just as sweet as they sound on the CD! I copied the angel activities from A Year With God and we enjoyed discussing the activities. I’m still not in the kitchen -for a while- but, if I was, I’d definitely be making some type of angel hair pasta and angel food cake tonight 🙂
We have a wonderful catechist at our parish who shared this prayer with us:
– Diary; 1b
St. Faustina is well known throughout the world as the woman who communed with God and brought to others a deeper realization of His infinite mercy. She was born on August 25th, 1905, and at the age of seven received a definite call to a religious vocation. However, her parents refused her request to enter a convent at 18. From then on, she tried to ignore God’s call, and forced her interests to center on the world. But when the suffering Christ appeared to her at a dance, He asked her, “How long shall I put up with you, and how long will you keep putting Me off?” The next day, she left her home for the city of Warsaw in search of a convent.
After more than a year, she was accepted into the order of the Sisters of Our Lady of Mercy. In that order she was to spend the rest of her life, physically and spiritually communing with the Lord.
During the next 13 years, she endured persistent illness (which became tuberculosis), and also the personal injuries from other sisters who scorned the idea that the Lord appeared and spoke to her. She battled severe attacks of despair and spiritual dryness, and the overwhelming fear that Christ had rejected her. It was during these years that she wrote her Diary, out of obedience to her confessor. Our Lord also ordered her, saying, “ . . . be diligent in writing down every sentence . . . concerning My mercy, because this is meant for a great number of souls who will profit from it.” Her Diary is a great eye-opener to Jesus’ mercy, and His desire to enter souls and sanctify them. The way she participated in His grace, and persevered through her sin in the belief in His forgiveness is inspiring and encouraging.
Through all her suffering and doubt, Christ remained with her, and on October 5th, 1938, He took her to her eternal reward. Maria Faustina Kowalska was canonized on April 30th, 2000, by Pope John Paul II. Her feast is on October 5th.– by the Housecat
Yesterday I printed off these paper dolls for Snuggle Bug and Honeybee to play with. To my surprise Buck wanted to play with them too. So, first thing this morning I came to the computer to find a priest for him to be. .
It reminds me of how he is such an answer to prayer. Our third pregnancy ended with a D&C. I can’t call it a miscarriage because I wasn’t having any problems until I went in for my 13 week check up. The doctor could not hear the heartbeat so he sent me over for an ultrasound. The ultrasound showed there was no heartbeat. Needless to say I was devastated. In hindsight, I can see how God was using this experience to refine me. I can actually say I am thankful for it. However, at the time I wasn’t. Can you believe I stopped going to Mass? My honey was so patient with me. He continued to go to Mass and prayed for me. We didn’t want to chance going through that again so we weren’t open to more children.
I was such a different person back then. God used this trial to bring me closer to Him. After a few months we started attending a new parish, our current one. We have been so blessed there and have grown so much stronger in our faith. I started turning away from worldly things and making more room for Christ in my life. The veil was lifted from our eyes and we realized what a mistake we were making not being open to life.
The House Cat and Snuggle Bug were so much smaller then. They enjoyed playing Mass. They had a problem though – they needed a priest. They began to pray for a baby brother.
God answered their prayers and sent us a little lad. He has filled my heart with such joy. We look at him and Honeybee and can’t imagine life without them.
The Pumpkin Book by Gail Gibbons
Hopefully we’ll carve a Jack O’ Latern after dad’s home from work. I’ve been thinking of a way to incorporate a moral or virtue into doing this and finally it hit me 🙂 I’ve read to the family the story of Stingy Jack. (below) I’ll read it again tonight as we carve our Jack O’Latern and we’ll remember to fight against being stingy! Have a Blessed Hallowtide!
There once was an old drunken trickster named Jack, a man known so much for his miserly ways that he was known as “Stingy Jack,” He loved making mischief on everyone — even his own family, even the Devil himself! One day, he tricked Satan into climbing up an apple tree — but then carved Crosses on the trunk so the Devil couldn’t get back down. He bargained with the Evil One, saying he would remove the Crosses only if the Devil would promise not to take his soul to Hell; to this, the Devil agreed.
After Jack died, after many years filled with vice, he went up to the Pearly Gates — but was told by St. Peter that he was too miserable a creature to see the Face of Almighty God. But when he went to the Gates of Hell, he was reminded that he couldn’t enter there, either! So, he was doomed to spend his eternity roaming the earth. The only good thing that happened to him was that the Devil threw him an ember from the burning pits to light his way, an ember he carried inside a hollowed-out, carved turnip.
The connection between trick or treat and forgiveness deserves to be reclaimed, don’t you think? While we wait for an imaginative catechist to draw up a format, we can allow our kids to enjoy the costumes, the goodies, the excitement of traipsing around after dark if we exercise prudence. Most communities now impose a curfew for trick or treat, and most parents select the houses of friends they know. Sometimes the PTA will sponsor a party. Avoiding costumes and decorations that glorify witches and devils goes without saying, but there’s no reason to fear skeletons, skulls or Thomas More with his head tucked under his arm. After all, can’t skulls and skeletons be healthy reminders of human mortality? Can’t witches and devils symbolize the evil Christ has overcome?