St Catherine of Sienna Recognized as a Doctor of the Church and patron saint to Nurses! I just love it! This Nursing Saint Posse – people I can look up to as examples of faith, hope and love in action and ask to pray for this journey- just grows and grows! I am so theologically geeked! I think I’m going to need another medal holder 😉
It feels like my whole life has been preparing me for this journey into nursing. This semester, I have fallen in love with this new path and with God ‘s people who are sick, wounded and dying. I am constantly amazed as He opens doors on this path, all the beautiful souls, the amazing opportunities- the latest a nurse externship in Oncology!
I’ve been so wrapped up in the thing God brought me to do, I began to miss Him in it and my soul began to suffer for it.
I started saying I didn’t have time to choose something specific for a Lent, to go to Ash Monday, to reflect in prayer, then Stations…because I had to study. I want to complete the task God has given me so badly, that I allowed the weight of it to distract me. I will never make it without taking time for Him first.
In confession last week, Aboona and I talked about it and he gave me Psalm 27 as my penance. I mediated all week and last night we went to Stations. I wept with the women who saw Him on the road suffering, I could hear his Mother crying…
If I don’t feel quite right, it’s usually because I have moved from His Light just enough for a shadow to began to cast on my soul. Lent is an awesome time to be reminded of who is important in our lives. If you are also feeling things aren’t quite right in your world, I tell you move back into the Light of His Presence, Psalm 27, and your soul will come right again.
Blessed Lent my friends! Wherever the journey takes you, may you walk without fear.
Pray the rosary.
I learned to pray the rosary when I was two and my father was thought to be dying of a perforated colon. Despite what the doctor’s told us, he miraculously survived. Much later in his life, when my father was very close to death, his heart was still not aligned with God’s will and Dad was in spiritual torment. My mother and I prayed in his room while he slept and when he heard us praying he would tell us to stop that…Until he woke one time while we were praying the rosary and he didn’t ask us to stop. When we saw he was awake, we continued to pray, but much quieter. He said “No, keep praying.” My mother looked at me and started praying in a louder voice and I did as well. Shortly after we finished, my father confessed that he was afraid to die because he loved my mother so and would miss her. I saw an opening of his heart and spoke the words a dear friend had shared with me, seemingly out of the blue, about losing her husband years ago. “Death is not the end of love, it is loving everyone as intensely as you love your spouse here on earth.” My father sighed and gave his will up to God. He became peaceful about everything and died in peace a few weeks later. His soul could be at rest.
Not every end to my prayers has been as miraculous an answer…Jeff didn’t survive the second cancer. Our baby didn’t make it out of the womb alive…Or maybe they have. It’s just not the way I wanted the prayers to be answered. I prayed Jeff be free of the cancer. I prayed our baby would be happy and follow the Lord always.
What is undeniably true for me however; is that when I do pray the rosary, I am given a peace much like my father exhibited. When I pray the rosary, I see the life of Jesus. I reflect not only on how Mary felt, but how different people in the mysteries reacted to God’s message. When I pray the rosary I notice that it makes it easier for me to align my will with the Father’s will, through His Son and guided by the Holy Spirit, the spiritual spouse of Mary. I used to go to the rosary only in moments of trouble of severe need. It struck me that it was selfish if I only went when I needed something so desperately. It is a devotion of growing closer to Jesus through the eyes of His mother. Do I only want to be close to Him when I am in sever straights? No! I want to continue to know Him better and be closer to Him all the time.
I remember someone in prayer each rosary I offer. Sometimes it’s the souls in Purgatory, sometimes it’s for someone who has been presented to me with a specific need.
I pray the rosary while I walk our dog in the morning, besides other times. I think Buddy likes me feeling peaceful too.
Praying the rosary brings peace to the soul for the whole day, and takes maybe 20 minutes.
You need to make time to reflect with prayer and let it soak into your soul. Each bead of each mystery is an opportunity to think on the life of Jesus. It is never vain repetitious prayer. There is often a new insight or thought.
I used to try to pray it on my commute, but I cannot focus my soul. My language and feeling in city traffic definitely do not dispose me to prayer. I have a challenge with where my life and mind are right now, in stopping to sit and pray, unless I go to Adoration.
However, I enjoy connecting with God in nature, even if it’s just a stroll around the neighborhood. So, I have recently taken to praying while I walk with Buddy in the morning, using the audio guide on the “Holy Rosary – Scriptural Edition v2.1”
It may take you “a minute” to figure out where and when your soul is most disposed to praying, and in what form of devotion, but definitely seek the minutes. What a difference those few minutes can make.
While social media as of late as been a source of stress and turmoil, today it was a reminder of faith hope and love, growing together with my newest best friend, my husband Brian. A 5 year video celebrating our “friendversary” popped up on my wall. The pictures reminded me that we have lived a lifetime in these brief 5 years: married; got pregnant and lost a baby; buried two parents- a parent a piece; changed jobs; embarked on new careers; made new friends; celebrated friends’ children’s weddings; sold a house and found a new spiritual home…
All the things you usually get to experience over a 40 year period God gave to us in a much shorter period, and through them strengthened us in the faith, hope and love and the sacrament we share. I guess my point is that it’s not the amount of time you’re given with someone, but what you do with it, where you let yourselves be led that makes it full.
And then of course there is Buddy, what a full, beautiful experience this life is! Thank you for the reminder FB.
“It looks kind of haphazard, but it works.”
And I got thinking, events in time may feel or appear haphazardly “planted” or possibly come in unwanted combinations…
Really though, could something so full of life be so random?
Nah…The plan is just not yours.
Thank you God for the seemingly random nature of life, still so full of lush possibility and moments of sense-filling beauty. To You it all makes perfect sense, please help me to see that that’s enough.
And Buddy, it’s enough for him.
Korean Martyrs Catholic Church Atlanta 24th Sun Ordinary Time
“Any real love makes you terribly vulnerable / God’s loves for us brought Him pain and suffering.”
“…This parable is unusual as it repeats a line twice. Jesus usually doesn’t repeat- he is usually very straight to the point, so let us listen,’…My son was lost and now is found, he was dead and now has come back to life.’ Rather than the extravagant son, this parable is about the Father’s unconditional love, not because of who we are but because of who He is. He loves us enough to risk pain and suffering for us.”
I love it when I leave thinking and making connections…