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"The family that prays together stays together." - Venerable Patrick Peyton
Faith Reflection | Hope-2025 | Jubilee of Hope | power of prayer
I have a picture of Saint John Paul II above my desk. It is a pencil sketch that a priest gave to me many years ago. When I read the book Witness to Hope: The Biography of Pope John Paul II by George Weigel back in 1999 my perspective on life, joy, and hope changed forever. A Papal Lesson on Hope and Joy Have you ever encountered someone who has survived a great tragedy? Yet, when you meet that person, you would never know it — the glint in their eye, the joy they find in life. When I read about his early life, and all the losses he endured as a child, then a teen, then as a young adult — but experienced his joy as my pope, it made an indelible imprint on my heart.
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Holy Women's History Month | Lenten Reflections | catholic mom | women's history month
Have you ever in your life been subjected to public shaming? Ridicule? I experienced being “cancelled” long before it entered the mainstream. My crime? Taking an unpopular stand as an elected official in our town. I remember it like yesterday, praying the Sorrowful Mysteries of the Rosary over and over, and feeling the Lord calling me to walk with the person at the center of the controversy — and not abandon him. And guess who else entered the picture? Saint Joan of Arc. Prefer to Listen—Audio version available!
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The-Rosary-In-Our-Hands | family prayer
I start every day with a Rosary before I do anything else and ask the Blessed Mother to "right order" my day. She never fails in this task. I started this as a young adult by invitation. At 32 years of age, I had it all. Daily prayer was not part of my routine, let alone the Rosary. I had a flourishing career and had just married the love of my life and moved to his hometown in Massachusetts. Our newlywed world quickly turned upside down. My sweet 21-year-old nephew Joe died tragically in a car accident. My father was given a terminal diagnosis and entered hospice six months later — 900 miles away in Michigan. I volunteered at our parish for a program they were launching for teens. I had never done youth ministry before but wanted to honor my nephew's memory somehow. He was such a beautiful soul.
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