invited.....

I have repeatedly attempted to nag encourage our daughter to be much more involved with our parish Life Teen program.  These teens are ON FIRE with the Holy Spirit, and I so want her to experience it.

So every attempt has been made to "go be with your friends", "do you want to join them" and other such types of statements.  They were always met with, "I"m good where I'm at".  And I would let it go.

But last Sunday something extraordinary happened.

Her best friend asked her to join her and the other teens.  My daughter said yes.  All it took was an invitation.

How many people have you invited to be closer to the Lord?

My answer is not is as good as I'd like.  But to have witnessed the power of an invitation right before my eyes has changed my perspective, and convicted me.  How many lives would have a closer relationship with Christ if I had asked them to join me?

I'm going to look for opportunities to invite people to join in parish activities and to go to mass to discover Him who loves them more than I ever could.

A good mother would!

Jericho

A couple of weeks ago, one of the ladies in my prayer group did a session on the Holy Angels.

It was spectacular!  I'm sure most people know about their own guardian angel and the powerful St. Micheal prayer.  But there is more.  So much more!

So I went and bought the Chaplet of St. Micheal and have been praying it pretty much this whole time.

I have also "adopted" the escort at our local abortion clinic.  We are fortunate that somehow we found out her name, so I've been making sacrifices in her name and praying for her at the consecration of mass.  

Last Sunday I was praying and prepping to go to the clinic on Monday morning to do my "dance" with my escort.  And it was put on my heart the fall of Jericho.

So I took my little Chaplet and walked the entire perimeter of the property lines of the abortion clinic and pretty much drove that escort insane!  She was hot.  She even tried to hit me with her car.  I was undeterred.  And I've prayed it everyday this week, for 6 days.  Just like what was done for the walls of Jericho.  I even approached our local Franciscan priest to see if he would process Jesus 7 times on Sunday.  I left it in his hands to make the arrangements.  I don't know if he is going to do it or not, but since I didn't want it to be about me, I've let it go.

I hope the walls of the clinic falls, just like the walls of Jericho!!!

I have always been frustrated that our clinic won't close.  And I was convicted on "what are YOU doing to close it?"  So, I hope I responded to the request well.  I have faith that it will work, in God's time.

How are you being called to end abortion in your city?

Please pray about it....

a good mother would!

It's working!!!

I wasn't a believer.

I thought it could be a scam.

But I trusted my doctor and he trusted this clinic and we trusted God.

11 months later, Smoochie is talking in FULL sentences 75% of the time! No longer screaming, is off his meds and generalizing his behavior!

We had his IEP today, and it was the. Best. One. Ever!!!

Applied behavioral analysis, with lots of prayer, is working!!!

Praise be to God!!

You know a good mother does! ;)

affirmation....

I work for a local, Catholic, radio station and we just completed our 3 day fund raising event.

On the first day, our local Fraternity of Saint Peter latin priest brought in a BVM statue from Fatima.  

I wanted it.  BADLY!!!!

So, I made my contribution knowing there wouldn't be a chance in...well, you know.

Imagine my reaction when they called my name.

This happened, of course, immediately following a discussion with our local Franciscan priest about whether to pray the rosary daily, EVEN if we pray it badly.

Think this is affirmation that Our Lady wants me to, even it I'm distracted,  interrupted and obstinate in my lack of desire?

I do!!!!

Thank you Blessed Mother! 

Kat

When you have a child with a disability, change is a forbidden.

You get up in the morning and do the EXACT same thing, every day, the EXACT same way.

You eat the same breakfast cereal in the same bowl.

You leave the house at the same time.

You hope that when they get to school the teacher and the aide are there, because if they aren't?  Well, it isn't good.

Same thing for therapy.

We have been with Kat 3 days a week since January.  And Smoochie has never liked her.  I, on the other hand, ADORE her!  We communicate well, she advocates beautifully for my son, and she has an instinct about knowing what my son will do next.  But she is in danger of being physically harmed by Smoochie.  He hits, scratches, and bites her.  And it's getting worse.

So we are taking a break.  And it's change.  And I'm scared. Because change is forbidden.

Will this set him back?  Will he hate the new tech?  Will we see new behaviors?

This is the rock between the hard spot, when you can't stay where you're at, and you're afraid to move forward.  But we must.  My son is hurting someone whom I adore and who has his best interest at heart.  And we can't let that continue.

So change we must....

a good mother would!

The angels

I'm thinking that maybe I should just post on the feasts of the Church.  I can't believe that it has been 21 days since I my last post.  I need to spend less time on Candy Crush and Facebook!

With that said, enjoy this feast of the Archangels....oh glorious Archangels!!

PRAYER TO SAINT MICHAEL THE ARCHANGELSt. Michael the Archangel, defend us in battle. Be our defense against the wickedness and snares of the Devil. May God rebuke him, we humbly pray, and do thou, O Prince of the heavenly hosts, by the power of God, thrust into hell Satan, and all the evil spirits, who prowl about the world seeking the ruin of souls. Amen..

Happy Birthday Blessed Mother

I have a deep mother wound.  Really. really. deep.

My prayer group was wonderful on Thursday helping me realize it, affirm it, and strategies to over come it.  Because I thought I had.  But clearly I hadn't.

And now it's the Blessed Mother's birthday.  The perfect example of Motherhood.  Someone who can fill that motherhood hole that I've got in my heart.

My birthday present to Her to today is the emptying of that pain and accepting of Her graces to forgive, forget and move on.  Thank you Blessed Mother, and Happy Birthday!