Last summer, I found myself upgraded, sitting in 1st class, next to a woman with a fairly high powered job at a Fortune 500 company. She was dressed to the nines, had a look of “no-nonsense-business” about her, & we didn’t talk to one another for the first hour of the flight.
Hello 👋🏻 it’s me. The mother of the 2 year old who waved at the altar during the consecration and yelled, “Hi, Jesus! I came to see you!”
If only we were all so bold & joyful at Mass.
Merry Christmas!
On days likes today, when thousands of people
#MarchForLife
in DC, I’m proud of the pro-life movement. But the work of changing legislation & converting hearts begins after the streets empty & marchers go home. It begins when we meet people, listen to them, & love them.
This may have been the hardest thing I’ve witnessed: my daughter telling her Godmother, my little (& only) sister, goodbye as she leaves for the convent.
Pray for all of us, if you would. This is so joyful, but also hard.
Since 2 o’clock this afternoon, our pastor has been processing Jesus to every corner of our parish territory. They just passed by our house and I am so profoundly moved that Jesus has been on the streets of our neighborhood this day.
Fence is gone. Swing set toppled & then blew away. Shingles stripped, but not as many as there could’ve been. A vent has bent with some damage in the attic.
But Zoom in on the back door.
The rosary I placed still hangs on the door knob.
Our Lady, Star of the Sea...thank you.
We don’t have to worry about downsizing in the McGrady Branch of Dunder Mifflin.
Assistant to the Regional Mananger coming September 2020.
We’re thrilled & so grateful for all the prayers.
If you look at us as we sit down in Mass, as my 2 year old asks “Where’s Jesus?” & loudly say “There’s a cry room over there,” my husband may or may not look at you and say “Yep. I know. You can go sit in there if you want.”
I am boiling mad right now. Boiling.
I want a country where abortion isn’t just illegal, but is also unthinkable & unwanted & women who find themselves facing that choice would never make it.
That requires far more than just laws being changed.
I want to see:
Consistent childcare tax credit payments
Universal pre-k
Massive childcare subsidies
Maternity & paternity leave policies of 6 to 12 months
Housing credits
An overhaul of healthcare policies
And I will vote accordingly
Whoopi: "The archbishop of San Francisco is calling for speaker Nancy Pelosi to be denied receiving Communion because of her pro-choice stance ... this is not your job, dude. That is not up to you to make that decision."
Maybe it’s weird for me to share, but I think prayer is powerful & Twitter is a forum to ask for those prayers.
We want to have another baby and are petitioning the Lord for health & calm as we long to grow our family.
It’s been a bit of a rough road & we’d love your prayers.
Why should the Church listen to young people?
-Joshua
-Jeremiah
-David
-Daniel
-Mary
-John
-St. Maria Goretti
-Bl. Pierre Giorgio Frassati
-Bl. Chiara Badano
-St. John Berchmans
-St. Therese of Lisieux
-St. Dominic Savio
-St. Kateri Tekawitha
-St. Joan of Arc
-St. Agnes of Rome
Please pray for a young woman who has been informed her 20 week old baby will be born without arms & has been encouraged to abort. She is local to my diocese and is being helped by a local pregnancy clinic & outreach. Cover her in prayer, friends.
Clare wasted no time yesterday.
5.5 hours of labor. 9 pushes.
It’s amazing what 2nd babies, a ton of prayers, & a very encouraging labor & delivery staff can do for a woman who was utterly terrified of going through childbirth again.
So grateful for this 2020 bright spot.
Stop calling bishops cowardly. Just stop.
With the information they have, and under the advice of professionals who know how pandemics spread, they’re making decisions to protect the faithful
If you have nothing better to do than criticize our shepherds on the Internet, log off
Our house stands.
Roof shingles are missing. The fence is gone. The swing set is toppled & destroyed.
But the house stands & the inside is (as far as we know) fine.
We still have a home. We always have one together, but our physical home is also here too.
Pics coming soon.
This 4 year old boy is standing at the baggage claim carousel and cheering for people as they grab their bags.
“You got it! You found it! Yayyyy!!!”
This is how I want to live my life. With that kind of support for other people.
I once had a student inform me, on Day 1 of their freshman year, that they were an atheist, they thought Catholicism was stupid, and nothing I did or said would change their mind.
So, for 3 months, as they came into class each day, I'd simply ask them "how are you, today?"
My 3 month old daughter is just as Catholic as you & has just as much claim to be in the pew as anyone else. Crying, cooing, giggling, & wiggling babies aren’t a burden: they are a celebration of life & a sign that the Church is for all, regardless of age.
Just want to say:
I’m a Catholic woman who “preaches” a lot & I’ve never wanted to do so at Mass or felt marginalized because I haven’t been “allowed” to.
Voices proclaiming the Gospel outside of liturgy are so needed. It’s clerical to think we have to be there to be valued.
St. Gianna Beretta Molla was a physician
St. Zelie Martin was a lacemaker
St. Elizabeth Ann Seton & St. Katharine Drexel built schools
St. Joan of Arc was a soldier
St. Teresa Benedicta of the Cross was a philosopher
So it looks like women working IS a good thing...huh. Wow.
(Please don’t message me that making my child wear a mask means I’m succumbing to a demonic force seeking to control the world. It’s literally a piece of fabric she’ll wear for 10 minutes a day. Grow up)
The world stops & watches when beautiful cathedrals suddenly burn & popes get elected.
Don’t tell me the Church is irrelevant.
Don’t say humanity doesn’t long for the sacred.
Our Lady, Queen of Heaven, pray for us.
If you are a college student who needs to get home because your school has canceled classes, and you cannot afford to do so, please reach out. I have some frequent flyer miles I can spare and can help.
What started as a normal Tuesday has become an entrance into Holy Week in the most profound & difficult way. We’re now walking with my Papa Gus in his final days. He’s received the sacraments of our Church. He is comfortable. We are with him.
Please pray for us.
*in the car, after Mass*
Rose: Jesus sad?
Me: Why do you think Jesus is sad?
Rose: Jesus look sad on wall.
Me: On wall?
Rose: Jesus sad on wall.
Me: Oh, Jesus on the Cross? He’s not sad. He loves you. That’s why he’s up there.
Rose: I wuv you too, Jesus. No be sad please.
We’ve been married 4 years, we have a child & 1 on the way, have owned 2 homes, bought a car, gone through 2 career changes...
and it was today that my husband & I discovered we each love strawberry ice cream, but assumed the other didn’t, which is why we have not been buying it
Could really use just personal prayers for strength. We still have no power. It’s 85% humidity. Super hot. I am miserable. No word when power will be restored. Could be a week or longer. We’re making plans to go somewhere else, but in the meantime, I’m just really struggling.
If I can wear a mask to my grandmother's funeral, at 26 weeks pregnant, standing in 95 degree weather, then you can wear one to the dang grocery store.
I think I'm a good Catholic. I go to Mass. I pray. I have religious artwork in my home. I am friends with religious & many priests.
And even I, a "good" Catholic, am having a really hard time looking at priests & Bishops & not thinking to myself "what did you know & when...?"
(Overheard from nursery)
Husband: DANGIT!
Me: What’s wrong? What happened!?
Husband: nothing...nothing (continues frustrated muttering)
Me: did you mess up the diaper again...?
LONG PAUSE
Husband (defeatedly): yes. it’s like trying to wrangle a very cute snake in here.
Induction scheduled for Friday morning
We should have our Clare by the afternoon
I’d normally just keep that to myself
But considering this is 2020, I’m just going to go ahead & ask now for all the prayers for a smooth & safe delivery
Storm heaven, fam. Let’s hope it’s easy
Here’s my real radical Holy Days of Obligation hot take:
All parishes within a diocese should coordinate their Mass times, with Masses on the HDO every hour from 6 a.m. to 8 p.m. so that every person, no matter their circumstance can go somewhere to fulfill their obligation
During Mass, I went & stood in the back of Church with Rose. Usually that quiets her, but for whatever reason she kept babbling.
While debating if it was time to just go outside, Father elevated the Host. Rose stuck out her hand & waved to Jesus.
Boy am I glad we didn’t leave.
Right before her nap, Rose asked me if the ice cream truck was coming to our neighborhood today
I told her probably not. It’s the Saturday after Christmas...
“Mommy, I’m going to ask Jesus to send the ice cweam twuck. He’ll wisten to me.”
Guess what just pulled onto our street
When I was a kid, Papa would set me on his legs sideways & spread them apart quickly, making me collapse between them. But he’d always catch me. Always.
Today, I held his hand as he breathed his last.
It was a holy & peaceful death.
Thank you for your prayers for my Papa Gus
He texted me.
“I need to come tell you something.”
So we sat on the back porch while he told me he knew he needed to go to seminary.
We both cried. And laughed. And I knew...little Andy was doing the right thing.
That was 6 years ago.
Today, he gave me his priestly blessing.
Say some prayers for Clare. Her bilirubin levels are a little high and need to come down in the next couple of days to avoid the NICU.
Not too concerning yet, but we’re watching it.
Thanks, friends.
In 1997, Cardinal Joseph Ratzinger, upon turning 70, asked to retire from the CDF & become an archivist & librarian for the Vatican archives.
Pope John Paul II told him no.
All Joseph Ratzinger wanted was to spend his final years with books…
He’d become Pope in 2005.
I promise you: the mom with the crying baby is more distressed by the crying baby than you are. Don’t roll your eyes, huff & puff, or glare. It’s just rude.
Rose: I want to wight all the candles
Me: Well we only light one at a time, because we’re waiting for Jesus to come. We have to be patient.
Rose: But Jesus is here. In my heart.
Me:
Rose:
Me:
Rose:
Me:
Rose: wight them up, mommy. Come on. Jesus is waiting.
When Pope John Paul II declared St. Therese of Lisieux a Doctor of the Church, he said it was because of 6 words she spoke from her deathbed when her fellow sisters asked for the secret to holiness. She said:
“It is love alone that counts”
St. Therese of Lisieux, pray for us
I’m currently sitting in the Admirals Club in DFW. I have a Mary TinySaint charm on my headphone case. A man just walked past, looked down, saw the charm & said, “I always love when Our Lady reminds me she’s around.” He smiled & walked off.
My heart needed that. Thank you, Lord
Men claiming women have kept them from the Church is no different than Adam pointing at Eve and shouting “She made me do it!” while he hid in the garden.
Different century. Same problem.
“I’m gonna pray a rosary & I promise I won’t be loud, only a little loud so Mary can hear me, because she’s a mom & sometimes moms can’t hear their kids because their other kids are too loud, so I’ll have to be just a little loud for her, okay mom?”
*is this Marian theology?*
So far some good news. It appears the front of our house looks ok. Got word from a neighbor. No word on roof damage or what’s going on in the back or sides. Way too many limbs & trees down. But the tree does not appear to be on/in our house.
Praise Jesus.
Got anointed.
Head to the hospital for 7:30 tomorrow morning.
Ready to say farewell to a bum gallbladder & near constant pain.
Please pray everything goes smoothly.
Eventually she spoke again.
“Not a day goes by I don’t think of the baby I aborted. Not a single day. But the world isn’t designed for women to have babies. Especially if women want to work. Abortion shouldn’t be the answer. Our world should just be more supportive of mothers.”
Rose: Momma, why do you wuv daddy?
Me: Well, he’s kind & I think he’s handsome.
Rose: Me wuv him too.
Me: Why do you love daddy?
Rose: He strong. And carries me up high.
Me: Anything else?
Rose: He your friend. I wuv that he your friend.
*it’s amazing what they notice*
Rose got teased at dance class. One of the older girls made fun of her curly hair, so we’ve been affirming the heck out of her, telling her it doesn’t matter what other people think, etc
This morning she told me, “Mom, my curls are from Jesus. Jesus has curly hair too, I think.”
There’s a growing trend of criticizing “giving up sweets for Lent”
People say it’s too easy & childish. It isn’t enough “to do”
I’ve given up sweets for Lent every year since 2nd grade. It is challenging & purifying
Don’t knock the simple sacrifice. Jesus can do a lot with it
Rose has been asking for her very own “Jesus necklace” for weeks. So today we went to our local Catholic bookstore and got her one, and added a Mary medal “so Jesus doesn’t miss his mommy.”
Our local Catholic bookstore has a nativity with Joseph holding the baby Jesus and I’m going to have to except use extreme restraint to not go buy it when they open in a half hour