I was sitting in the dark chapel, candles illuminating the altar and music playing gently in the background. The attending deacon, dressed in his white vestment, walked in front of me and gently took the monstrance out of the tabernacle. I knelt as he turned and made his way towards the altar and reverently placed the golden vessel in the center for everyone to see.
It seems at least once every year I feel a little defensive about being an ordinary Catholic. By ordinary, I mean just that — as plain and ordinary as they come.
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After 17 years of family life, I have made it my goal to help make lofty and holy pipe dreams more accessible and attainable through what I share.
I’m painting a bathroom and it is supremely gratifying. I see results. I can step back and survey my progress. When all the components of the job are done, I will have a sense of completion. I look for these types of projects on occasion, because most of the other things I do are never done.
While prayer may not change our circumstances, it always changes our heart. It brings us closer to God in a way that allows him in to comfort us, guide us, and occasionally, reveal his plan for us.
As I was processing bulletins at work recently, I noticed how many churches had chosen one of our covers illustrating a trifecta of celebrations. World Day of Prayer for Vocations, Good Shepherd Sunday, and Mother’s Day all fell on the same day this year (not to mention the Fourth Sunday of Easter). Since the Good Shepherd is one of my favorite images of our Lord, vocations were once a big part of my life and I am now a mother to four little ones, I began to ponder …