Y’all, I don’t usually (read: NEVER) post twice in one day, but this is an emergency. In your charity, would you PLEASE pray for sweet baby Miriam, the daughter of Cassandra Ho? I am including the detailed information, including the specific prayer to St. Rita that Cassandra has requested we pray.
PLEASE STORM HEAVEN for this sweet baby girl and her family!
EMERGENCY PRAYERS NEEDED! Baby Miriam Angelica was born today, on the feast of St. Rita (5.22). She was born via emergency c-section due to a uterine rupture and is in great need of prayers.
Baby Miriam was revived and is preparing to be transferred to another NICU since she is not moving on her own and is non-responsive. Her mother, Cassandra, waits in recovery to be reunited with her.
She has asked that we pray for a complete healing of her precious baby girl as her state remains unknown.
Baby Miriam Angelica has received the sacraments of Baptism and Confirmation.
We pray for the intercession of St. Rita of Cascia for a complete healing for baby Miriam, mama, and entire family (husband, six siblings, and all extended family).
“O holy protectress of those who are in utmost need, shining as a star of hope in the midst of darkness, in patience and fortitude as the patriarch Job, scourge of devils, health of the sick, deliverer of those in extreme need, admiration of saints and model of all states! “With confident trust, and firmly united to the adorable will of my God, through the merits of my only Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ, and in particular of that painful crown of thorns which with a tender devotion thou didst daily contemplate; through the merits of the most sweet Virgin Mary and thine own excellent graces and virtues, I implore thee with my whole heart and soul, to obtain my earnest petition, provided it be for the greater glory of God and my salvation.”
Please share this prayer intention per the request of mom, Cassandra. #prayersforbabymiriam
Hello. My name is Heather. And I have a problem with Lent.
Before you sharpen your pencils to compose a blistering letter to our esteemed editor recounting my heresies, I humbly implore you to please hear me out.
I know all about the regulations and practices and have heard countless suggestions for having the BEST. LENT. EVERRR. I understand that the Church, in Her wisdom, provides us with this designated time of prayer, fasting, and almsgiving as an opportunity and a gift. As one who enjoys opportunities and gifts, I am totally on board. Goodness – I actually like Lent, in theory, and often in practice – especially when I can continue consuming bacon and gelato and social media. I’ll even go on record as being pro-Lent. And yet, I have struggled with discerning and maintaining my personal Lenten observances.
My theory is that my difficulty with Lent was rooted in a skewed notion of what the season is actually intended to accomplish. As an example, let’s look at my approach to fasting.
Over the years, I’ve attempted to give up just about everything – sweets, screens, sanity – you name it. And I think I knew, at least in the back of my mind, that I was sacrificing something I enjoyed to become closer to God. But I don’t think that half-praying, half-crying, “Dear God, when will it be Easter so I can eat chocolate/drink coffee/indulge myself?!” several times a day for 40 days straight is what our Lord had in mind.
In all my years of voting, I have never once cried about it. I am extraordinarily grateful to live in a country and a time in history where I am allowed – and encouraged – to vote. But I admit I cried when I took up my mail-in ballot earlier this month. I cried for our nation. I cried for my children. I cried because I am just so exhausted by the moral wasteland that is current American politics.
Once I stopped crying, I ate two cookies, even though I wanted to eat 10 cookies, because old habits (emotional eating) die hard.
With sugar from the chocolate chip cookies still surging through my veins, I wiped the tears from my eyes and the crumbs from my mouth and I decided to do the only genuinely constructive thing I felt I could do: I decided to pray.
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I realize it’s been a while since I’ve disciplined myself to fill this space with anything meaningful. Lots going on, lots going on.
These days, it’s easy to be tempted toward discouragement. There’s so much darkness in the world – even in our own backyards – yet at each turn I’m reminded that, in and of myself, I am powerless to fix any of it. Still, we are reminded by St. Paul’s letter to the Thessalonians in today’s First Reading that we can truly live if we “stand firm in the Lord.” Stand firm … what does that mean for us as Catholic Christians living in modern society? How are we bringing the light of Christ into – and despite – the darkness of the world? Truly, are we that much different than members of the early Church, forging our identity as Christ-followers in the face of a culture that mocks and despises him?
Our Gospel reading from St. Matthew tells us that we do not know the day or the hour that the Master will come. We are called to be watchful and ready for Him. Are you ready? I can honestly say that I’m not there yet, but I am really striving to be! Some days it’s all I can do to be sure that my shirt isn’t on inside out and the kids are fed. But I keep forging ahead, one flip-flopped foot in front of the other, one imperfect prayer at a time.
I do sincerely believe, though, that we often underestimate the power of our humble prayers, faithfully offered. Isn’t that what God really wants? For us to return to Him time and time again in the quiet conversation of our hearts that says, “I’m not perfect, Father, but I am here – I keep showing up – and I offer You all that I am, warts and all”? St. James tells us that the prayers of a righteous person are very powerful. So, are my prayers enough to help change this world I live in – to change myself? I choose to hope this is true.
Speaking of powerful prayers, today the Church celebrates the Feast of St. Monica, a notorious intercessor whose son, Augustine, was brought back to the Faith in large part because of her steadfast prayers for his conversion. I am honored to share my thoughts about today’s readings and Monica’s life over at Blessed is She today. I hope you’ll ponder and pray with me, for nothing shall be impossible for God. Not the messiness on my kitchen floor or the brokenness of my life … not even my eternal salvation, found in Him alone.