Carrying our crosses and living out the faith


“The more we are afflicted in this world, the greater is our assurance in the next; the more sorrow in the present, the greater will be our joy in the future.” St. Isadore of Seville

Good evening dear reader,

I hope you had a relaxing Labor Day, and if you are into sports that all is well on that front. The temperatures are starting to drop, Starbucks has released the oh-so yummilicious Pumpkin Spiced Latte and school for Miss K is back in session. For once, I am thrilled to say I am not a student! Thank God for his little blessings. The job hunt is on a forward motion, to which I am continually being taught the virtue of patience. 🙂

Today I have been in one of those pondering, rambling types of modes. Whether it is revisiting some of my favorite quotes, writing to dear friends or just leisure reading, I feel I have to blog about the truth and beauty of my Catholic faith. God is just sooo good! I mean, I have so many things to be thankful for, however, there are those days I seem to get down about my state of life. Friday evening I went to bed feeling very sad and lonely and lamenting being jobless and single.

If it were not for a conversation with a wise blogger friend today, I am certain I would not have the conviction to write these reminders to myself. I pray my randomness is of some help to you as well.

First, we all have various crosses or struggles of differing shapes and sizes. At times I see my crosses, whether it be blindness, health issues or depression as insurmountable, however, I truly believe God has given us crosses to teach us to be less dependent on the world and more reliant on His church with Her wise teachings, traditions and truths. Now, I am sure you may have misconceptions about the Catholic faith or wondering why do they do this or that? I encourage you to ask away. We can agree to disagree, but most of all I long to share this joy and love for my faith with others. What fun is it to keep something bottled up from those who matter most to me? Smile

Okay, sorry for the slight derail. I promise I am trying to get back on track. I pray I never forget how thankful I am my parents raised me in the Catholic Church. I was not always into Mass as a kid, but my first go-around in college really taught me to make my faith my own. Yes, I have fallen away and come back here and there; however, we are all sinners who can always return at any time. My faith is more than a religion with scripted sayings and repetitive rituals. It is a way of living, a relationship with the one who created each one of us for greatness! Whether it is the calmness of feeling rosary beads silently slip through my hands as we recap the life of Christ, making the sign of the cross, which reminds us of our baptismal promises, or receiving the real blood and body of Christ during Mass, these unique attributes of the Catholic faith are so beautiful! Being able to trace Her teachings and traditions directly from the Bible, receiving strength and wisdom from the communion of Saints and knowing from the time of Christ a lineage exists from St. Peter to our current Pope is how I know and will always defend the faith.

Being part of the Universal church whose members are just as flawed as my imperfect self gives me hope for eternity. I have lots of learning and growing to do on this side of heaven, so if you are reading this, I am thankful for how you have affected my life in your own special unique way. In conclusion, even though I am not always the most content, I am slowly seeing glimpses of God’s plan work in my life. Please pray for a special intention, and know you will be in my prayers.

Until next time,



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