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This year has been a year of growth for me. That’s a nice way of saying I’ve been through the mill, disappointments and more but blessings above have helped me pray and turn to God in all the mess.
I decided to replace a back license plate holder to a St. Padre Pio’s quote surrounding the license plate. Pray Hope and Don’t worry. I think someone might just get a little encouragement from that while they might find themselves sitting behind me at a traffic light. A great reminder for me when I lift the trunk to stow the groceries.
My oldest kid and husband are against me replacing the front license plate on the vehicle with a simple Saint’s prayer and picture. "Saint Michael Pray for Us!" Why shouldn’t I change the old ‘vacation destination themed’ plate for one I want? This is the one the kid and my husband rankled at. And, once again it’s MY car. I don’t tell them what to put on their cars.
Oh, yeah, I’ve a few new rosaries about the house, sometimes the car and on my person. I’ve even given one away. I finally developed a devotion to the rosary! And my goodness it’s been great. My husband wanted to know “What’s up with all the rosaries?” (I have exactly three. And these are simple wooden/macrame rosaries. My expensive stone/bead/crystal ones have been broken for years.) Sometimes two end up in bed with me under the pillow. I try to carry one with me.
Well, my husband, my siblings, my children are all giving me a hard time. I can tell you that I’m not in anyone’s “Face” about it. But, I’ve shared how much more peace is in my life because of it.
I can guess some who are reading this must have experienced this. I’ve always been a little religious, and right now I can say my upping the devotions has only made my life better. I’m more patient, more kind, and I’ve weathered a couple of storms this year better than I would have in years past. Recently though having my siblings, my children and my husband rib me about the ‘religious stuff’ is painful. I’ve always had statues, pictures and candles. Always. And those expensive fancy rosaries lying about. But once the private prayer started, nearly everyone’s become a critic.
My sibling, who has struggled for years with depression told me to not have masses said for them anymore, unless it made ME feel better. How very condescending. I told them, I’ll continue to have masses said for them and it no it doesn’t make me feel any better. Sorry, but 15 years of having masses said for this person, since I’ve learned from Fr. Solanus all those years ago that this is a good thing to do when you’ve got nowhere else to go. I’ve seen the fruit and I’m not going to stop just because my sibling is blind to it.
I am offering the disappointment/lack of human respect up for the Holy Souls, but I’m also saying “Don’t knock it until you try it” to my family. Still I’m smarting from a little disappointment in them. I would think if I found a tool that has helped me so much, especially in my peace of mind, my family would be happy for me. I don’t remember ever disrespecting my grandmother’s devotions, even when I ‘didn’t get it’.
I see this almost as if I had been struggling for years with an illness and a doctor prescribed a simple exercise and supplement and it’s made a huge difference in my quality of life.
I almost chuckle, this is very light devotional exercises I’ve added to my daily life. I’m talking one rosary a day, and a memorare when I turn on my computer or car (I have one as a desktop on the pc and a holy card on the visor in the car.) And that’s just about it as far as stepping up my prayer life. Hardly a blip of religious fervor. I have always prayed and read devotionals and the bible. But the rosary is amazing.
Any advice or commiseration? Anyone else have a bit of this nonsense from beloved family and friends when your prayer life and devotions took off?
I decided to replace a back license plate holder to a St. Padre Pio’s quote surrounding the license plate. Pray Hope and Don’t worry. I think someone might just get a little encouragement from that while they might find themselves sitting behind me at a traffic light. A great reminder for me when I lift the trunk to stow the groceries.
My oldest kid and husband are against me replacing the front license plate on the vehicle with a simple Saint’s prayer and picture. "Saint Michael Pray for Us!" Why shouldn’t I change the old ‘vacation destination themed’ plate for one I want? This is the one the kid and my husband rankled at. And, once again it’s MY car. I don’t tell them what to put on their cars.
Oh, yeah, I’ve a few new rosaries about the house, sometimes the car and on my person. I’ve even given one away. I finally developed a devotion to the rosary! And my goodness it’s been great. My husband wanted to know “What’s up with all the rosaries?” (I have exactly three. And these are simple wooden/macrame rosaries. My expensive stone/bead/crystal ones have been broken for years.) Sometimes two end up in bed with me under the pillow. I try to carry one with me.
Well, my husband, my siblings, my children are all giving me a hard time. I can tell you that I’m not in anyone’s “Face” about it. But, I’ve shared how much more peace is in my life because of it.
I can guess some who are reading this must have experienced this. I’ve always been a little religious, and right now I can say my upping the devotions has only made my life better. I’m more patient, more kind, and I’ve weathered a couple of storms this year better than I would have in years past. Recently though having my siblings, my children and my husband rib me about the ‘religious stuff’ is painful. I’ve always had statues, pictures and candles. Always. And those expensive fancy rosaries lying about. But once the private prayer started, nearly everyone’s become a critic.
My sibling, who has struggled for years with depression told me to not have masses said for them anymore, unless it made ME feel better. How very condescending. I told them, I’ll continue to have masses said for them and it no it doesn’t make me feel any better. Sorry, but 15 years of having masses said for this person, since I’ve learned from Fr. Solanus all those years ago that this is a good thing to do when you’ve got nowhere else to go. I’ve seen the fruit and I’m not going to stop just because my sibling is blind to it.
I am offering the disappointment/lack of human respect up for the Holy Souls, but I’m also saying “Don’t knock it until you try it” to my family. Still I’m smarting from a little disappointment in them. I would think if I found a tool that has helped me so much, especially in my peace of mind, my family would be happy for me. I don’t remember ever disrespecting my grandmother’s devotions, even when I ‘didn’t get it’.
I see this almost as if I had been struggling for years with an illness and a doctor prescribed a simple exercise and supplement and it’s made a huge difference in my quality of life.
I almost chuckle, this is very light devotional exercises I’ve added to my daily life. I’m talking one rosary a day, and a memorare when I turn on my computer or car (I have one as a desktop on the pc and a holy card on the visor in the car.) And that’s just about it as far as stepping up my prayer life. Hardly a blip of religious fervor. I have always prayed and read devotionals and the bible. But the rosary is amazing.
Any advice or commiseration? Anyone else have a bit of this nonsense from beloved family and friends when your prayer life and devotions took off?