Now I Begin,
Now I Begin,
Originally published as part of a collection for Everyday Ediths. Twelve stars upon your head rests, a diadem of the world. Born clean without sin, to bring forth a child foretold. A necklace of wool in one hand, beads of prayer in the other, To your immaculate heart we pledge and you, shall be called Mother. Want More?
Can I pray for You? Leave your prayer intentions for August in the comments and I will add you to my prayer list. Be as specific as you want. Not comfortable commenting? Contact me directly and I’ll take care of you! Bonus points for anyone who prays with me!
Ps 50:14 Offer praise as your sacrifice to God; fulfill your vows to the Most High. Praise Him Praise Him. Adore Him. Lift Him up in song. Worship Him. Love Him. Seek forgiveness for your wrongs. Of fruits of the Earth He has no need. His Commandments and the Word you should heed. Bless Him. Want More?
This Sunday In California: The room is warm and I’m sleepy. This mass starts at 10:30, an hour and a half later than the mass we attended in VA. I’ve been up since 6:30, because I’m stuck in a hotel room with two dogs whose whining to potty I cannot ignore. It’s the wheat and Want More?
We’re Hereeee! We made it! Oh my. The last leg of our adventure was serious. In order to fully appreciate our state of mind upon our entrance into California allow me to relate the details of the night before in the hotel. Picture this, wearied travelers that we were entered into the pet friendly room Want More?
My family’s vacay is coming to an end. Six blissful weeks of no schedules or pressing appointments, with the biggest decision we have had to make is whether to go to the beach or the pool. Life has been grand, filled with sunshine, perfect water temperature, frozen yogurts, decadent piña coladas, old friends, and the Want More?
Sand in my toes, sea salt in my nose, wind in my hair my cares in the air. Anxieties flee- in a sea of peace and serenity. Clouds passing by, an endless blue sky. Shells to discover in pinks and caramel colors. Footprints in the sand, memories left where I stand. Runners fly. The seagulls Want More?
Linking up with Rosie at A Blog For My Mom for her My Sunday Best Series. And there was a ripping sound…a ripping sound during the Gospel reading…a ripping sound whose source was my child. Friends, I am getting ahead of myself. Let me back up a bit. Rewind… Today was my children’s first visit Want More?
Dear Virginia, Three years ago if someone had told me I would be crying when it was time to move again, I would have given them the infamous “whatever” look. I simply would not have believed it. Don’t get me wrong Virginia, you are a good state, not as awesome as Texas..but a good state Want More?
Psalm 49:17 Do not fear when a man becomes rich, when the wealth of his house grows great. At his death he will not take along anything, his glory will not go down after him. We experience this world through our senses. We touch, taste, feel, smell and see all that is around us. It is Want More?