Vintage RCM: Where are *my* roses??!

Vintage RCM: Where are *my* roses??!

Hello! Today’s post is from exactly seven years ago, on the Feast of St. Thérèse of Lisieux 2009 wherein I prove that I can be jut as bratty and entitled as St. Thérèse was reported to be in her childhood. I hope you enjoy this Vintage edition of RCM. 

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Today is the Feast of St. Thérèse of Lisieux, a Doctor of the Church. I have grown to love her “little way,” since most days I feel (okay, act) pretty little, myself.

Anyway, I have heard wondrous stories of people experiencing the fulfillment of Thérèse’s promise to “let fall a shower of roses” from heaven. And, earlier today, I was wondering – quite unattractively, mind you – where are MY roses?

Alright, so it’s totally selfish. I get it. Patience is a virtue and all that. But my husband and I said the St. Thérèse novena over the past nine days, and I was imptiently wondering, not if, but WHEN my roses would show up.

Today also happens to be my spiritual director’s feast day. She said they don’t celebrate birthdays in her religious order, but they do celebrate their feast days, so I thought I’d drop off a card on my way to another appointment across town.

Turns out, she had taken her feast day off, lucky lady. I dropped off the card and, since she wasn’t there, I had a few extra minutes to say a quick prayer in the on-site chapel.

My eyes fixed on the tabernacle straight ahead, and I had to smile.therese-roses

There, on either side of the tabernacle holding the precious Blessed Sacrament of Jesus Christ, were two vases holding the most gorgeous, perfect, vibrant pink roses I have ever laid eyes on.

Now, I know those roses weren’t originally intended for me, and yet, in a way, they were absolutely meant for me. I think Thérèse was showing me, in her simple yet profound way, that my consolation always has been and always will be waiting for me in the Tabernacle. She used “my” roses to adjust my attitude and point me in the right direction.

Thank you, fair Maiden of Lisieux, for the heavenly reminder. May Jesus be praised now and forevermore!

Love,

heather

 

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Whatever you do, PLEASE read this!

Whatever you do, PLEASE read this!

I know, I know. I’m the world’s worst blogger! I wrote every. single. day. last October, and then … I think I must have hit some sort of mental block posting quota.

Mea culpa. 

Never fear – I will (hopefully) be posting more regularly soon, but for now, you may be wondering what in the world would compel me to break my 9+ week blogging drought?

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BOOM.

Y’all.

Do not pass go. Do not collect $200. ORDER THIS BOOK. NOW. PLEASE. Pretty please.

33 Days to Morning Glory was such a huge game-changer for my spiritual life, I can only imagine what amazing fruit will come from Fr. Michael Gaitley’s latest offering.

While you can read the book and do the at-home or with-a-friend or with-a-group retreat at any time, the first “official” retreat begins March 1 and ends with Consecration on Divine Mercy Sunday. I cannot imagine a better way to spend those 33 days! Click here for more information.

And, what’s more, the Marians of the Immaculate Conception (Fr. Gaitley’s order) are offering this book for a small donation plus $5.25 – the shipping cost – for a limited time!

To clarify: this is NOT an affiliate post. I’m not making anything when you order the book. I simply want each and every one of you to know about it. Also, if you’re reading this and hear the Holy Spirit’s prompting to prayerfully participate yet genuinely cannot afford $5.25, would you please let me know?

God bless y’all and may Lenten blessings abound!

In Christ and His Mercy,

heather

P.S. I’m speaking at a sold-out retreat this weekend in the area – if you could say a quick prayer for me and the women attending, I would be so grateful! xo –h

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31 Days of Unexpected Joy: New Saints! (Day 18)

31 Days of Unexpected Joy: New Saints! (Day 18)

Happy Sunday, Friends!

I am so thrilled with the canonization of St. Therese’s parents, Louis and Zelie Martin. It is fantastic news for the Church as a whole and married couples in particular that these two are the very first married couple to be canonized in modern times. Aren’t they amazing?

The Martins

If you’d like to read Pope Francis’ words during the canonization Mass homily, his remarks may be found here.

“The radiant witness of these new saints inspires us to persevere in joyful service to our brothers and sisters, trusting in the help of God and the maternal protection of Mary. From heaven may they now watch over us and sustain us by their powerful intercession.” -Pope Francis

Until tomorrow, may God abundantly bless y’all. Sts. Louis and Zelie Martin, pray for us!

heather

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On a mission from God … with Blessed is She

On a mission from God … with Blessed is She

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Good morning or good evening or good night, my friend!

Whatever time of day it is, whatever you are doing and wherever you are, YOU are called to be on a mission from God, for God, and by God. However you can manage it or fumble it or hit it out of the ballpark: YOU are called.

I hope you’ll take a moment to hop over to Blessed is She to ponder the Scriptures of the day and embrace the Word your Heavenly Father has prepared just for you, just for today. I hope you’ll take some time with Jesus to read, reflect, savor, and be fed.

Now is the acceptable time to answer His call, dear one. Right here is your mission field … exactly where you are. Thanks be to God.

heather

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Vintage RCM: Where Are *My* Roses??

Vintage RCM: Where Are *My* Roses??

Howdy! Today’s post is from exactly five years ago, on the Feast of St. Thérèse of Lisieux 2009. Ironically, I just got back from a weekend trip back to Oregon, where I stayed at the very same convent which is the setting for this Vintage edition of RCM. Enjoy!

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Today is the Feast of St. Thérèse of Lisieux, a Doctor of the Church. I have grown to love her “little way,” since most days I feel (okay, act) pretty little, myself.

Anyway, I have heard wondrous stories of people experiencing the fulfillment of Thérèse’s promise to “let fall a shower of roses.” And, earlier today, I was wondering – quite unattractively, mind you – where are MY roses?

Alright, so it’s totally selfish. I get it. Patience is a virtue and all that. But my husband and I said the St. Thérèse novena over the past nine days, and I was wondering, not if, but WHEN my roses would show up.

Today also happens to be my spiritual director’s feast day. She said they don’t celebrate birthdays in her religious order, but they do celebrate their feast days, so I thought I’d drop off a card on my way to an appointment.

Turns out, she had taken her feast day off, lucky lady. I dropped off the card and, since she wasn’t there, I had a few extra minutes to say a quick prayer in the on-site chapel.

My eyes fixed on the tabernacle straight ahead, and I had to smile.

There, on either side of the tabernacle holding the Precious Blessed Sacrament of Jesus Christ, were two vases holding the most gorgeous, perfect, vibrant pink roses I have ever seen.

Now, I know those roses weren’t originally intended for me, and yet they were meant for me so I could see the absolute folly of my silly demand for roses. Thérèse was showing me, in her simple yet profound way, that my consolation always has been and always will be waiting for me in the tabernacle. She used “my” roses to adjust my attitude and point me in the right direction.

Thank you, fair Maiden of Lisieux, for the heavenly reminder. May Jesus be praised now and forevermore.

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