Let’s consider this post another one in the #WhyILoveMyHusband series. Here’s why. Our oldest child Lucy lost her first tooth one year ago right around Christmas. It almost caused a minor meltdown (me, not the kid) because it was just one more thing to add to my to-do list during a season that can be already hectic with […]
Happy Saint Patrick’s Day! We’re celebrating here with an Irish-inspired Soup & Stories post from our dear friend Pat Gohn who among her other talents hosts the Among Women Podcast. In today’s post, Pat shares a bit about her Irish heritage, how the Breastplate of St. Patrick prayer comforted her while battling breast cancer, and passes along a recipe for St. Patrick Irish Cheddar soup. Any recipe that calls for Kerrygold Irish Cheddar immediately catches my attention!
But back to that prayer for a moment. Most of the stanzas of the prayer begin with the words, “I arise today.” Imagine what it means for someone staring down a potentially life-threatening illness to pray those words. Everybody knows somebody who is battling something. Consider sharing the prayer with that person today.
Here we are marching quickly through the first quarter of 2014, and I’ve yet to host the official-yet-unofficial oath of office for my 2014 spiritual board. So here and now I present to you my 2014 Spiritual Board of Directors: seven saints reaching out to me, inspiring me, and uniquely supporting my vocation as wife and mother.
Back on September 23, the feast of St. Padre Pio, I issued a “worry list” challenge and invited readers to join along.
The challenge consisted of writing out a worry list. I came up with five big things that were, so to speak, keeping me awake at night. I placed that worry list in the back of my Bible, a symbol for placing my worries in God’s hands. I marked my calendar three months forward, December 23, with a note to check back on my worry list. I also promised to check back here.
I did indeed check back on my worry list on December 23. But I did not check back here. Please allow me to close the loop here and now.
Saint Thérèse of Lisieux died on this day in 1897. So did my dad. Well, not in 1897, of course. Rather, on September 30, 2009. And it’s no small coincidence that his death occurred on the same day as the saint who is known for doing small things with great love also died.
This one’s for you, dad! I pray one day my kids will proudly say the same of me as I do about you!