As I sat in my kitchen, annoyed with myself that a normal week felt dramatically too challenging, I wondered how the saints managed the stress of daily life.
Category: Columns
In the arms of an angel
I certainly need Divine Mercy, and I pray the Rosary every day . . . but I’ve decided the ones who perhaps get very little press are the Holy Guardian Angels. I’m guessing their humility would preclude them from filing a complaint over this, but it hardly seems fair to me. These loving and hopelessly devoted spirits are on the job 24/7/365 from our conception until death; I know for a fact that mine has put in a ridiculous amount of OT in the last 63 years.
Sundowning
Dear Readers. Perhaps you’ve heard of “sundowning,” a condition also known as Sundowner’s Syndrome or Late Day Confusion. I firmly believe sundowning is not a physical nor mental nor emotional manifestation; I think it’s a spiritual one.
Dry those tears and learn to trust
Do you trust in Our Lord Do you trust in His promises? Do you trust in His plans for you? Do you trust in Our Lady’s ability to intercede for you? Do you?
Then dry your tears and say your prayers again. This time not just with the words on your lips, but with all that is within you and with the deepest surrender of your heart.
Trust makes all the difference.
Shout-outs to my guardian angel
Guardian angel, thank you for everything, especially your extreme patience as we make this journey together.
Some assembly is required
Perhaps the most critical of the creative projects we’re tasked with is that ongoing process of self-assembly; we’ve been given a part in the process but a successful outcome depends on us following His directions, His instructions written on our hearts.
There is always a pit stop
God knows where we are on our spiritual highway, be it the slow lane, the passing lane, or still on the shoulder with a flat.
What we need when the going gets tough
In our times of greatest trial on this Earth, in the moments we think we can’t take another step on the difficult journey of our lives, we have to stop looking down at the dusty trail before us and look up at the hope in the people with whom God has surrounded us.
Don’t go back to school alone
Saints are our friends in the truest sense of the word, ever at the ready to offer their help, so don’t forget to take them back to school with you this fall.
The ultimate surrender
You see, every time I approach this exercise, I ask Abba, Son, and Holy Spirit for direction; in essence, my prayer is more or less, “What do You want to say through me?”