“That others may become holier than I, provided that I may become as holy as I should, Jesus, grant me the grace to desire it.” I was recently reminded of this line from the Litany of Humility, that challenging but oh-so-fruitful prayer. I’ve been comparing my own suffering as a mother with chronic pain to … Continue reading Accepting the Cross God Gave Me
Tag: St. Therese
Celebrating Mother Teresa on My Wedding Anniversary
My husband and I got married last year on the feast day of St. Teresa of Calcutta (perhaps still more commonly known as Mother Teresa). We'd selected that day partly because of the time of year (not too distant from when he proposed but enough time for marriage prep and wedding planning ... and, it … Continue reading Celebrating Mother Teresa on My Wedding Anniversary
What the Little Way Means to Me
The Little Way, said St. Therese of Lisieux, is "the way of spiritual childhood, the way of trust and absolute surrender." For a child who wanted nothing more than to be a grown-up, it's strange that, at the age of 13, I chose the doctor of spiritual childhood as my patron saint, my Confirmation name … Continue reading What the Little Way Means to Me
Small Things, Great Love
I have always wanted to do great things. Yet, since childhood, my two favorite saints have ones who preached doing small things: St. Therese of Lisieux and Mother Teresa (who wasn't a saint when I was a child but was a hero of mine). Therese is known for her "Little Way," a practice that imbues … Continue reading Small Things, Great Love
Celebrating Our Spiritual Mentors
January is National Mentoring Month. Since I'm an editor for a company in the training industry, I've been writing and editing a lot about the topic this month. It started me thinking about mentors outside of work and, specifically, in the Church. Who are my spiritual mentors? I can group them into three categories: the … Continue reading Celebrating Our Spiritual Mentors
Fibromyalgia and the Little Way: The Beginning of a Journey
A lot happened when I was 13. First of all, I was 13 – not an easy year. I started high school, throwing myself into marching band and honors classes with enthusiasm. And I had my second and final year of Confirmation prep – which, as a socially anxious teenager who still didn’t really know anyone in my … Continue reading Fibromyalgia and the Little Way: The Beginning of a Journey
Everyday Roses 