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John Lennon didn't believe in over-population either!
I have to agree with Thomas on this one: I never thought I'd agree with John Lennon!
Saturday, December 12, 2009
Grace pouring out on me . . .
This past Tuesday was the feast of the Immaculate Conception.
I really love this feast and was excited about celebrating it. For those who may not know, it is the celebration of our Mother Mary's conception in the womb of St. Ann. It's a common misconception that this feast day celebrates the conception of Jesus in Mary's womb. That is actually the feast of the annunciation, March 25 (exactly 9 months before Christmas).
I attended mass Tuesday morning and my husband was going to attend that evening, at 7 PM. after work, I went to the gym and then decided to meet up with my husband at the church to attend adoration for a little while. We sat and reflected and prayed for about 30 minutes before heading back out into the pouring rain around 8:30 PM. Tim hopped in his car and I tried to get into mine - only to find that the key wouldn't turn in my lock.
My interior door handle had been broken, but usually locked and unlocked just fine. I thought perhaps this was just one of a very few exceptions. I walked around to the other side of the car to unlock the door, only to realize by looking through my window that the door was already unlocked!
Walking back to the driver's side, I opened it and got in, thinking that my lock must simply be broken now, along with the already broken handle. It was a few moments before I realized the truth: my gym bag was missing.
My heart sank into my stomach as I thought frantically and searched around the car - but it was gone. Someone had stolen it from my car while I prayed inside our beautiful, peaceful church. I was shocked.
It took me a few moments to realize all that I had lost: my gym toiletries and clothes were of little matter. But my nice sneakers - that was quite a loss. I was a little upset, but that was okay. My driver's license - replaceable. My debit card - a slight hassle to cancel, but I could deal with that. I called my husband to tell him briefly and then began to drive home. Quite suddenly, I realized: my iPod had also been in my bag. I cursed aloud.
When I got home, I immediately called and filed a police report. I also called our insurance company to find out the coverage, but the deductible wouldn't be met so it wasn't worth filing a claim. When Tim arrived home shortly after me and questioned me about the incident, I suddenly burst into tears.
I was angry. Angry that people could be so selfish. Angry at myself for simply being upset. After all - it was just STUFF! Did it really matter? I tried to tell myself that it didn't. But I couldn't shake how violated I felt.
Why did someone do this? And at the church of all places! Why did God let this happen? I had gone out of my way that evening to go and see Him, to worship Him, to pray to Him; and this was the thanks I got?!
The next morning, I emailed my manager to let her know that I was going to be late to work as I needed to replace my license and bring my car into the shop ASAP to have the lock fixed. Her reply was soothing to me:
She was right. Have I not always, time and time again, asked for Our Lady to pour out the beautiful graces of suffering to me? And here she was, bestowing that grace upon me and all I could do was reply in anger? I was snubbing that great gift; and by doing so, I could not obtain the merits of it.
I'm not saying my anger is gone. But I am trying, step by step, to accept the reality. And I hope, more than anything, that whoever took those items from my car truly needed them more than I did.
God bless,
Lauren
I really love this feast and was excited about celebrating it. For those who may not know, it is the celebration of our Mother Mary's conception in the womb of St. Ann. It's a common misconception that this feast day celebrates the conception of Jesus in Mary's womb. That is actually the feast of the annunciation, March 25 (exactly 9 months before Christmas).
My interior door handle had been broken, but usually locked and unlocked just fine. I thought perhaps this was just one of a very few exceptions. I walked around to the other side of the car to unlock the door, only to realize by looking through my window that the door was already unlocked!
Walking back to the driver's side, I opened it and got in, thinking that my lock must simply be broken now, along with the already broken handle. It was a few moments before I realized the truth: my gym bag was missing.
My heart sank into my stomach as I thought frantically and searched around the car - but it was gone. Someone had stolen it from my car while I prayed inside our beautiful, peaceful church. I was shocked.
It took me a few moments to realize all that I had lost: my gym toiletries and clothes were of little matter. But my nice sneakers - that was quite a loss. I was a little upset, but that was okay. My driver's license - replaceable. My debit card - a slight hassle to cancel, but I could deal with that. I called my husband to tell him briefly and then began to drive home. Quite suddenly, I realized: my iPod had also been in my bag. I cursed aloud.
When I got home, I immediately called and filed a police report. I also called our insurance company to find out the coverage, but the deductible wouldn't be met so it wasn't worth filing a claim. When Tim arrived home shortly after me and questioned me about the incident, I suddenly burst into tears.
I was angry. Angry that people could be so selfish. Angry at myself for simply being upset. After all - it was just STUFF! Did it really matter? I tried to tell myself that it didn't. But I couldn't shake how violated I felt.
Why did someone do this? And at the church of all places! Why did God let this happen? I had gone out of my way that evening to go and see Him, to worship Him, to pray to Him; and this was the thanks I got?!
The next morning, I emailed my manager to let her know that I was going to be late to work as I needed to replace my license and bring my car into the shop ASAP to have the lock fixed. Her reply was soothing to me:
Hang in there, it seems Our Lady gave you a special cross on her feastday.
She was right. Have I not always, time and time again, asked for Our Lady to pour out the beautiful graces of suffering to me? And here she was, bestowing that grace upon me and all I could do was reply in anger? I was snubbing that great gift; and by doing so, I could not obtain the merits of it.
I'm not saying my anger is gone. But I am trying, step by step, to accept the reality. And I hope, more than anything, that whoever took those items from my car truly needed them more than I did.
God bless,
Wednesday, December 9, 2009
Bible Yoga
A fellow blogger did a review of our beautiful new bibles. You can read his review here:
http://absnospin.blogspot.com/
My favorite part was this:
http://absnospin.blogspot.com/
My favorite part was this:
Caption: "Bible Yoga Success"
Wednesday, December 2, 2009
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