A Better Lent Than Last Year

Over at The Catholic Gentleman, Mr. Guzman has a post on 7 Ways To Have A Good Lent. Check it out, cause it is solid awesomeness. Also on that page is a link for a worksheet, which can¬†help you make … Continue reading

Powerful Love

I was at Adoration a few nights ago and I was reflecting on something that happened when I was eleven or twelve. At that time my mom was expecting her sixth baby and she was having a few health problems, so of course, our whole family started praying for her and the unborn baby. Her health problems became a bit more serious and I got really angry at God. First I thought He didn’t care about our family and He was just ignoring our requests, but over time I became more angry and quit believing in Him. I ended up getting very depressed. I kept the hurt inside of me and put on a happy face when I had to, but when I was alone I cried everyday and wanted to die. When my baby sister was born about four months later, I felt that maybe there was hope. All glory be to Him who knew that my conversion would have to be based in the intellect! I found my little sister to be truly miraculous. Anyone who has seen a newborn baby has likely marveled at the tiny fingers and toes, and this was true for me as well. Deep down I knew that something so small and perfect had to have been created; it could not have happened randomly or by mistake. In this way my belief in God was restored. God moved my soul in many little ways that summer until finally, about a year after I originally denied Him, I committed my life to serving Him alone.

Anyways, as I was reflecting on this a few nights ago I realised something. Jesus KNEW that I would deny Him when He offered up His Body and Blood at the Last Supper and on Calvary, yet He suffered it anyways. I was absolutely blown away by this thought. Love like this is powerful and basically impossible to comprehend! Just thought I would share this little thought with everyone….God bless!

Another anniversary…

Today is another special day for me. Not only is the Solemnity of All Saints; its my anniversary with Jesus.

On October 31, 2010, after almost a year of doubt and disbelief in God, I was struck by how much He loved me, even when I didn’t deserve it. I decided to come back into the fullness of the faith and follow Jesus. So the very next morning I started out by praying the Rosary and asking Mary to pray for me, and almost every day since then I have prayed the Rosary. I also promised God that I would remain pure according to my state in life, practice virtue (especially charity), and I would always strive to do His Will. As time went on, I gradually started adding more and more prayers to my daily routine, so that now I pray and read the Bible for almost an hour a day.

After a few months of praying a daily Rosary and a couple of other prayers, I started to see changes in myself. I went to Confession more frequently. Before that decision to follow Jesus, I would only go to Confession two or three times each year, but once I saw myself for who I truly was (a sinner), I realized how much I needed His mercy. Another effect was the desire to learn more about my faith. A new family had started attending Mass at our parish, and I learned that they attended Mass in Latin occasionally. Prior to that, I had never even heard of such a thing! So I looked through all of the Catholic books on our bookshelf, researched on the computer, and found a few answers. One of the websites where I found the most information is Catholic Answers Forum. I met lots of wonderful people on this forum who attend the Latin Mass and could give me a few answers to my questions. Soon, I saw that there were many other things that I didn’t know about the Catholic faith, like that the USA has more holy days of obligation than Canada, and that Saint Therese’s parents were beatified. I will freely admit, though, I still have lots to learn.

God has greatly blessed me, both in the past three years and on this special day. He gave me the life and strength to rise early and praise Him, the sunrise this morning was absolutely glorious, and most importantly, He has given me the hope of seeing Him in heaven someday. Praise the Lord!

Homeschooling, Catholicism, and Self-Control

Well, today concludes our second full week of homeschooling. Everything has been going pretty smoothly: the kids have been pretty good at helping out with keeping the living room tidy and giving me a hand with kitchen clean up, the meals have been on time (mostly), and laundry isn’t piling up yet. The schooling part has been going well, too. The 10 year old has memorized a Tim Horton’s commercial, the 8 year old has learned that two plus four is NOT seven, the six year old has learned that lots of the male saints are shown as being bald, and the three year old has learned to make the sign of the cross. Oh yes, and they have learned a few academic things, too. ūüôā I’ve learned a few things in the past two weeks as well; and that will be the main focus of this post.

Controlling yourself can be such a pain. Yes, that’s what I learned. In the schedule that I made for our homeschool year, I wrote down that I would be waking up at 5:45 to do my own schoolwork before all of the kids woke up. Things such as this always look so much easier on paper. I found it quite hard to wake up at that time, and I still do, but knowing that there is a good reason to get up helps motivate me. I have discovered that you can still see the stars quite clearly at 5:45, so I can see part of God’s beautiful creation before moving into the business of the day. Waking up at that time also helps me to work on self-control.

Self-control, painful as it is to build up, is a great virtue. It combats most of the seven deadly sins with great effectiveness. It is especially helpful in eradicating gluttony, sloth, and lust. Once these sins have been weeded out, it becomes easier to grow in holiness and love of God. That is why self-control is so important in the life of a Christian.

Well, that’s my post for this week. Now that my life isn’t quite so busy I will be posting more frequently on here. Until the next post, God bless!

Back to the home school…

A couple weeks ago, most of the ads we heard on the radio or saw on TV and the Internet were for “back to school” stuff. All of the flyers had pictures of brightly coloured notebooks, backpacks, and pencils, along with smiling, happy children. The half page newspaper ads for the local schools show pleasant teachers and neat classrooms that have lots of colourful posters. It makes going “back to home school” seem dull or even (gasp) boring!

“No, you don’t need a new math book. Theres stuff that you can do in your sister’s old book.”
“Its time for daily Rosary.” *to which the reply is often* “Mom, do we have to pray it again?”
“No, you cannot do your schoolwork in your room.”
“No movies until the schoolwork is done and music is practised.”

I don’t know about other houses, but in my house the kids sound just like this (yes, they call me Mom, even though I’m their older sister). They dread routine, bore easily with math, and would rather be watching an episode of The Waltons that they had already seen a hundred times before. So what does one do with children like this? How will you teach them anything if they don’t want to learn? How will you get them into a routine if they hate to obey?

Last school year, we didn’t learn much because both parents were out of the house during our prime schoolwork hours; that is, 9 AM to 11:30. And after lunch, who feels like doing schoolwork? The other thing that led to our lack of schooling was the absence of routine. When I was younger I dreaded routine and hated when Mom tried to implement it in mid-October or whenever we started schoolwork. I fought with her for a long time over that one little thing. Eventually she gave up and our household has had a lack of structure and routine ever since. Earlier this year however, I realised how much more can be accomplished in a home if time is managed with wisdom. Those socks in the giant tote tub that need sorting? They can only be sorted when someone has time to do so. The mess of grocery lists, dirty dishes, small toys, and compost on the counter can only be cleaned off if someone has the time to deal with it. When one of the kids needs help with schoolwork, their mom is usually the one to help them, but she first needs to have the time to help them. This is why managing time wisely is important. In the past couple of months I have been working on the schedule that works for our family, shows a record of all the daily and weekly tasks that need to be accomplished, and is a little different each day (so that none of us are bored to death). Today, for example, was baking day. My sister and I baked a few things after schoolwork was finished, and she enjoyed it thoroughly. Plus, we now have something delicious to eat for dessert during the week.

Wise usage of time also leads to a more faith-filled home. In our house we are hardly ever able to pray as a family, and when we are, it is greeted with moaning and complaining. To fix this, I threw morning prayer and evening Rosary into the schedule in hopes that we might grow in faith as individuals and as a family. So far everything seems to be going alright. For the first couple of days the kids were complaining about morning prayer, and they still complain about praying the Rosary, but I can see that the little ones are beginning to like that short bit of time that we spend together in prayer. By praying more as a family and teaching children the importance of prayer in the life of a Christian, it shows them what prayer truly is and why we need to pray.

Well, that sums up the first little bit of our homeschool year. I will be updating this page next week (if all goes well) about self-control and the homeschooling life. Until then, take care and God bless!

More on Humility

I was looking through my journal a couple of nights ago and I found this little tidbit that I had written last fall.

“Humility is a noble virtue; a true prize.

To gain it, you must deeply love Christ and all other people above yourself.

To keep it, you must practice it always [without ceasing].

Always search for ways to show humility.

The dictionary says the humility is humbleness; a modest view of one’s [puny] importance.

If we are to be humble [as children of God], then we must practice humble works! Scrub floors and toilets; do dishes and fold laundry! And whilst you are in the midst of these things, the Lord will show you the way to humility.

God bless!

Saint Joseph the Worker

From Lives of the Saints:

   In an adress to the Catholic Association of Italian Workers, May 1, 1955, Pope Pius XII proclaimed May 1 (May Day) the feast of St. Joseph the Worker.  He thus imparted special religious significance to an observance that had been strictly secular Рthe proper feast of labor throughout the world Рand one that had been used by the enemies of the Church to further their evil designs.

Henceforth, May¬†Day is to be “a day of rejoicing¬†for the concrete and progressive triumph of the Christian ideals of the great family of labor.¬† Acclaimed in this way by Christian workers and having received¬†as it were a Christian baptism, the first of May, ¬†far from being a stimulus for discord, hate and violence, is and will be a recurring invitation to modern society to accomplish that which is still lacking for social peace.”

Thus the humble carpenter of Nazareth, who was the support and guardian of the Divine Child and His Virgin Mother on earth, is now honored above all other men as the personification of the dignity of the manual laborer and the provident guardian of the worker’s family.

Also, here is my absolute favorite prayer to Saint Joseph, found in the year 50, and sent from the Pope to Emporer Charles shortly before a battle that took place in 1505:

O St. Joseph, whose protection is so great, so strong, so prompt before the throne of God, I place in thee all my interests and desires.  O St. Joseph, do assist me by thy powerful intercession and obtain for me from thy Divine Son all spiritual blessings, through Jesus Christ, our Lord; so that having engaged here below thy heavenly power, I may offer my thanksgiving and homage to the most loving of Fathers.  O St. Joseph, I never weary contemplating thee and Jesus asleep in thy arms.  I dare not approach while he reposes near thy heart.  Press him in my name and kiss His fine head for me and ask Him to return the kiss when I draw my dying breath. St. Joseph, Patron of departing souls, pray for us. Amen.

Now I know its not the feast of departed souls or anything, but the prayer is quite powerful, for following the prayer is this:

Whoever reads this prayer or hears it or carries it, will never die a sudden death, nor be drowned, nor shall poison take effect on them; neither shall they fall into the hands of the enemy, nor be burned in any fire, nor shall they be overpowered in battle.

Make this prayer known everywhere.

Cool, right? ūüėČ

God bless!