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The First Week of My 2017 Lenten Journey


Whew! So the first week of Lent just flew right on by! Where does time go?

I want so much for this to be a time of building my relationship with our Lord. But this first week, my priorities might have been a little mixed up. I don’t think it was all a lost though, stick with me here. I was feeling stressed waiting to hear when I would start my new job! That’s right folks, I am back to work again.  I am so excited. I prayed so hard about this. It started during Advent when my husband and I were at Mass and learned that their would be an opening in the parish for an Office Manager. I wasn’t looking for work yet. The announcement tugged at my heart. And…..with some other things that were going on, well the timing was perfect. They wouldn’t be hiring until February and starting new hire in March. It seemed too perfect. Except, maybe not so perfect. There are some interesting things that made me question whether I would be the right person. But I knew that God knows the right person for the right time. So I put it to prayer and left it there. For nearly 3 months.

Two weeks before Ash Wednesday

I got an interview that was scheduled for the 16th of February for the Office Manager position.  It was the first interview, they were narrowing it down to 3 people from there. The interview went really well. I said an emergency novena that Saint Blessed Mother Teresa of Calcutta would say, )you can find more information on wonderful novena on this blog, here. ), prior to going in to the interview. Right there in the parking lot I prayed the novena. I felt so relaxed. I also invited the Holy Spirit to be with me and help me be authentic to who I am. As I left the parking lot after the interview I felt so relaxed, and smiled and made the sign of the cross. I knew I had company in that meeting. Then, I waited and waited.

The week before Lent….Specifically Thursday, Feb. 23rd

Finally, I got the call I made it to the second interview scheduled for the next week. Again, more prayer. I have never asked for so many people to pray for me. If someone talked to me I would say, please add me to your prayer list, or rather add the parish to your prayer list to be sure the right person got the job.  I wanted it, but I wanted it only if I was the right person for the job.  At around 8 p.m. that night after my 2nd interview I received a call that they wanted to offer me the job.  Good thing they weren’t watching, I was doing a happy dance. My mother in law just kinda stared at me like I had lost my marbles. I got off the phone and proceeded to let everyone that I could think of that had been praying for me know that I had gotten the job. Then I said, but you are not off the hook yet. Please continue to pray. The transition is not likely to be easy. I am so blessed to have so many people who will pray for me.

The Monday before Ash Wednesday

 I spent the whole  weekend worrying. After they called on Thursday to offer the job, I thought I would be hearing on Friday when to start. Saturday night, I bolted out of a dead sleep thinking “was I supposed to go in on Friday, oh Lord I have lost the job you entrusted me to, before I even started!” Yep, I have issues most of them rest in anxiety, rest is not exactly the right word. But you get the picture. So I was crabby Sunday and just full of worry. Then mad at myself for worrying so much. So Monday was spent moping. Not too proud of it, but it is true.


Finally got the call from Father asking if I could start tomorrow- Ash Wednesday. Sure! I will be there! Excited, scared, excited and scared some more!

Tuesday night….Husband reminds me tomorrow is Ash Wednesday. I think I may have stared at him a minute. I couldn’t believe how I had let so much time be given to focusing on a job and not about Lent. I really hate how time gets away from us. But I really get upset with myself when I forget my priorities  I tried to let it sink in that it was time to start focusing on our Lord.


I got up and got all ready for work. Then…Father calls me and says he overbooked himself could I start on Thursday. Feeling a little sad I said “yes, I could do that.”

But the Lord knows what he was doing. I spent time in prayer. I read scripture. I wrote in my journal. It was so good.

But I am so sad to say this, we could not make the timing work to get to Church to get our ashes. My husband commutes and I share a car with mother in law, who does not attend the same church. So for the first time in I don’t know how long, we didn’t get ashes.

The Thursday after Ash Wednesday

On Thursday I did a repeat routine of Ash Wednesday morning. Did scripture, prayer and wrote in journal. Then got ready for work.  Remembering Mass is offered at 9 a.m. and I work at 10 a.m.,  I headed to work, and what a blessing to go to Mass before work. God is good.

The Friday after Ash Wednesday

Friday, again a repeat routine of Thursday morning.

So while the week went quickly and almost got away from me, I am so happy to say that God found ways to ground me. Bring me back around. By Thursday I was doing scripture and going to Mass. I don’t think there is anything better than that. In fact, I know there isn’t.

So this week, rather then worry about how the week started off rough and I was not quite ready for Lent, God knows my heart and He made it possible for me to sneak some wonderfully needed time with him.  How has your first week been? I say week, but I really feel that preparing for Lent is so important.


A scripture that has been stuck in my head and on my heart to ponder this week and continues to do so….Mathew 16:24 If anyone would come after me, let him deny himself and take up his cross and follow Me. Wow this verse has had me pondering, and writing.  My plan is to come and write about the things that have been put on my heart about this verse. I hope you will come back and visit, leave a comment and let us be brothers and sisters in Christ and get to know one another.

God bless!

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Conversion Story-God is Good

I have been Catholic for 25 years now. How my life has changed in those 25 years, God is good! I was baptized 25 years ago with my daughter, Ashlee and remember very little about it. Looking back I realize that my mom was going through her conversion and just started bringing me along. I went along pretty much because she was my mom. I had no real understanding of what being Catholic would mean. I took RCIA, but honestly I was so wrapped up in this newborn baby I don’t think I paid attention at all.  I only knew it was very important to my mom and wanted to please her so I went.

Our family although believed in God, never practiced anything or prayed. I remember being drawn to baby Jesus but not really knowing why. Christmas became a time to write out what we wanted for Christmas and mark the days off until Santa would come. I can’t remember talking about Jesus’ role in it. Not to say it was never talked about, I just don’t remember it.

As a young adult I remember when things didn’t go the way I thought they should, I would have a one person shouting match with God saying “what, you don’t love me?  Fine! Why should I even try ?” I wouldn’t be able to count how many conversations I had with God that went exactly like that. I felt all the bad things must mean that God didn’t love me. After being baptized these moments increased as God was trying to pull me nearer. I had no idea that this is what He was doing. I didn’t know He loved me so much and was trying to get my attention.

Over the next few years our family went through troubled times. An ugly divorce that was hurting the kids pushed me inside the Catholic Church doors in Evanston, Wyoming. I had no idea how all of this worked, I just went in sat in pew, and before I knew it I was kneeling and begging God to help my kids. They were being hurt by all the things around them, things I couldn’t control. I prayed that if it were His will a situation would have a certain outcome. I worried that if I relied on my own ideas of how this should end, I would always wonder if I did the right thing. So I gave it to Him and said please do what is right by the kids. To protect my kids I won’t tell that part of the story, but I will say the answer was given to me in a very clear way and the problem was resolved better than I could have ever imagined. It wasn’t until years later I could see how that prayer was answered and am so thankful. Unknowing to me, God was becoming a big part of our lives.

The next couple of years I would find myself at Church very lost but curious. Don, the kids and I  would sit in the very back at Christmas time. I still felt so awkward with all the sitting, kneeling, and shaking hands. Then in 2003, our family, Don, myself, Ashlee and Sean moved to Florida because of a job situation. I had never been this far from my family in Wyoming. A month into the move we got news that would change how we saw the world forever.

in February 2003, I was on the phone with my mom, just visiting. I had talked to my sister the day before and knew that her little boy, Brayden was sick with the flu but didn’t know how bad he was doing and mom told me he had been admitted into the hospital.  We were talking and she said hold on I am getting a call on the house phone. It was quiet when she picked up the phone and said “I have to go, Brayden crashed!” I had no idea what was going on, she hung up and my heart was in my throat. At first I thought what did they let him fall off of the bed? On the other side of the United States I had to sit and wait to hear back to find out what happened. I can’t honestly remember how long it was until I heard back. But my mom called and said “its really bad.” Feeling stupid I said “what do you mean he crashed?” She said “He was in Janica’s arms and stopped breathing, and it took them 20 minutes to get him back and he is now on life support, they have life-flighted him to Salt Lake City to Primary’s Children Hospital” It took a long time to let that sink in. Instantly I had pictures of my sister in my head, pictures of us as young girls who took care of each other when things were rocky at home and wondering how she would manage to get through this. We have always been very close and my heart just broke. Mom said that she was driving Janica to the hospital and that was a 2 hour drive. I said ok, let me know as soon as you know anything. It wasn’t much longer after that, Janica called me on her cell phone from the road. She cried so hard it was difficult to understand what she was saying. She calmed down just for a few and said, “Toni, he looks better already, now they got the IV in his color is back. He is going to get better, right?” I am not even sure if I answered her. I remember being so scared of the outcome. She said she would call me after she got to the hospital.

After getting off of the phone, I went out to our screened in porch and screamed. I mean screamed and I didn’t care who heard, I yelled at God “How can you do this to her, she can’t handle this!!” I don’t know how long I was out there before Don came out to get me and he had run a bath for me knowing that this would help me to calm down.

That evening Janica called me to let me know what the doctors were saying. It wasn’t good. They recommended taking him off of life support. She was crying and said “I am so confused, I want to keep him here so I can hold him and look at him, but I know that is so selfish, he is such a strong, playful boy I can’t stand the idea of him just laying there. She said I am going to pray and ask God to take him if he can’t heal him and remove the life support” The next day they removed life support and Janica, my niece and nephew said good bye to this precious little 23 month old boy went home to Jesus.

When mom and I were talking about the funeral, I told her I just didn’t have the funds to fly back with the recent move. But God sends angels our way in our time of need and my best friend from high school offered to pay for my ticket to fly out. My husband made all of the arrangements and I really don’t know how I got from point A to point B. I remember being so scared of seeing my sister, what would I say? Could I keep it together and be strong for her?

When I got there there were many things going on, lots of people stopping by. During all of this time we had to go through the preparations of the funeral. I remember Friday night we had confession and then a rosary afterwards. At this time I still wasn’t a practicing Catholic. But because everyone else was I thought I better go into confessional. I remember Father Murray rattling off something and I just stared at him and said “I have never done this before I have no idea what to do” He asked if I had been baptized and I said “Yes” so he asked if there was anything I wanted to talk about. I looked at him having no idea what to say, then I said “I don’t want to be angry” He nodded that he understood. He then put his hands over my head and at this time I had no idea he was praying over me. But what I will never forget was the sense of peace that flooded me and the feeling that I will never be able to describe that went through me from head to toes. When I left and we went back to my mom and dad’s place after the rosary, the mood seemed to have lightened. There was a little bit of laughter and teasing. Years later as a practicing Catholic I understand that Our Blessed Mother covered us in her love and she and her Son eased the pain, even if only for a little while. When I returned to Florida, I had a strong desire to attend Mass. My husband being protestant, didn’t protest at all. He just went with us, the kids didn’t seem to think anything of it and it became a part of our lives. There are so many other things that have happened over the years that I have to be thankful for but this post is long enough and I would be writing a novel if I had any talent for writing.

If God brings us to it, He will bring us through it……….This is true each time and every time I have to remind myself that all those years of telling myself God didn’t love me was a lie. He loves each and every one of us. We just need to turn to Him in our time of pain. Ask Him to help us through it. It doesn’t matter how you do it. All I said was “I don’t want to be angry” and he transformed my life. 

I hope you will share your conversion story with me. I would love to hear it, please leave a link in the comments below.

Brayden Lee Reed





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Workout Wednesday


“Do you not know that your body is a temple of the Holy Spirit within you, whom you have from God, and that you are not your own?  For you have been purchased at a price.  Therefore glorify God in your body.” (1 Corinthians 6:19-20)

Part of this learning thing I have going on is accepting that everything I have is God’s first. It is not mine. I need to treat everything I have as though it belongs to God. My first lesson in that was learning that my children were not mine. God lent them to me and trusted me to take care of them. When I figured that one out it changed the way I looked at parenting in a very positive direction. At times, I felt overwhelmed with knowing the responsibility that came along with it, but also came to realization of the fact that these beautiful children that were entrusted to my care were God’s children first and He loves them.

Now, I am learning how I belong to God. I have a responsibility to take care of myself. So with that in mind at the end of November last year I started exercising again for the first time in six months. (I tried to start 6 months prior but an injury put it on hold). One thing I knew was I had to modify the way I looked at the time I spent exercising. In the past I would workout for an hour in the morning then an hour or so in the evenings. That is alot of time for working out and not a lot for much else. So in November for 7 weeks I worked out 5 times a week for at least 20 minutes. Then when I went to the doctor and learned that I had only lost 2 lbs I was devastated. For me it has always been a battle with that scale. I have read all of the don’t let the number determine your success. But I can’t help it. So with that news of just a 2 lbs loss, I gave up. I said nope, not going to do it. Then God has been speaking to me. Reminding me that I need to take care of myself. I need to do everything in moderation and that means exercising. So this week I am back on the exercise wagon. I am aiming for moderation and balance. So 20 minutes a day at least 5 times a week. That seems pretty doable to me.

What do you do to help with exercising in moderation?


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Tasty Tuesday……

I firmly believe we are put in each others lives to learn from one another. I try to look at each person I encounter as a gift from God. It’s not always easy. But lately I have been so thankful for the people who have crossed my path or who are remaining  with me for the time being. We don’t always know why people are put into our lives, but one particular individual I have come to know recently has been such a blessing and inspiration. She has shown me how to love people with her gift of baking. She is such a giving person, I can see where she gives in all areas of her life, as a wife, mother, daughter and friend. As she generously gives of her time and love she has inspired me to be more aware of how I use my time and things in my life. I have a feeling my husband thinks she is the best gift ever! He is reaping the fruits of her inspiration with all the baked treats I have been making.

Well it is Tasty Tuesday but I was slaving away on Saturday. Here are some pictures of some of the goodies I made.


White sandwich bread, Pineapple Chicken Salad Wraps, Skinny Pepperoni Pitas, Meat, Olive and Cheese dish. All of these things were made for our lunches for the week. The recipes were found on Pinterest. When I have more time I will come back to post links to the recipes.


I also baked a blueberry crescent roll breakfast dish. Yummy!! Rice Krispy Squares, Pumpkin Whoopi Cookes, Chocolate Chip Cookies were also on the list. I did not get around to taking pictures of those.

What do you love to bake? Please share in the comments, I would enjoy hearing the different things people are making.

Have a fantastic Tuesday!

balance · Catholic

Balance. What does that mean?

I find as I get older it gets harder to find a balance. Maybe its not really harder to find the balance, but maybe my expectations are different. I know the order of importance has changed for me.

It used to be:

  1. Health
  2. Financial
  3. Family
  4. Spirituality

Now it is:

  1. Spirituality
  2. Family
  3. Health
  4. Financial.

Spirituality: After really thinking about it the order is important but not as important as getting the balance right. The one thing I know that has to come first is God, no matter what, He needs to be in the drivers seat of my life. No matter what. Balanced or not. This is so much harder than we might at first think. It’s so easy to go through life thinking we know whats best for us. Forgetting that the author of life really does know what He is doing. Making decisions without first asking God’s will can be a painful experience. But no matter how many times I find myself making decisions without knowing for sure it is God’s will, He is always lovingly waiting for me to come to Him to find answers. So what does the category of spirituality mean for me. Well it means taking time out every day to talk with God. To feel His presence in my life. I have heard it said, give Him the best part of your day everyday.

Family: With God being the most important part of my balance. His gift of my family comes next. I want to love the family he has given me unconditionally. First, my husband. God has given me such a wonderful gift in my husband. My hubby shows me daily God’s love for us. He works very hard at giving our family everything we need. He shows me daily how seriously he takes being my husband. Then my children have been loaned to us and I hope to help them be who God created them to be. It is a scary responsibility that God has given us. I see everyday how wonderful these two young adults are and hope that I am doing all that God has asked me to in taking care of them. Family, part of this balance is loving my family and helping them strive to gt to Heaven. 

Health. Corinthians 6:19 “Do you not know that your body is a temple of the holy spirit within you whom you have from God, and that you are not your own? 20 For you have been purchased at a price. Therefore glorify God in your Body. How many times have I heard this at Mass, or read it in the bible? We are a temple of the Holy Spirit. Health is a very important part of this balance that I am searching for. If I am healthy I can focus on all other areas of my life.

Financial: To be perfectly honest this one is the hardest for me. If I start thinking about being financially sound, I start feeling guilty for wanting more. I have just recently been taking the Church’s teachings on tithing seriously. 10% no matter what. It feels great! Over the past couple of months one of the things I have learned in my prayer time and walking through this tough time, is no matter what, it is God’s first. Everything we get is a gift from God. Everything. I am not sure that I have ever really understood that until recently. But as I continue to tithe I continue to understand more about tithing. Not just money, but also talent and time. So financially, I am still in prayer mode. I want to be financially responsible. I want to use any financial gifts from God for His glory. I am asking God to teach me and trust my husband and I with our finances. Teach me to learn to serve you God only.  Matthew 6:24 No one can serve two masters. Either he will hate the one and love the other, or he will be devoted to the one and despise the other. You cannot serve both God and Money.

I hope you will join me in my journey to sainthood. That journey includes finding a healthy balance. A balance that we can only get from God. I don’t know exactly what this balance will look like. And I know that it will be different for everyone. For me, I desire for God to show me what that balance is and to obtain it.


Update: February 14,2016

Well it’s been another six months since I posted anything. I am always thinking about posting, when to post, what to post, but more importantly why am I posting? I think the biggest question I needed to answer was “why am I posting?”. I read blogs everyday, many,many amazing blogs. I absolutely love learning from them. But it always brings me back to the question why do I feel so drawn to blogs?

I have come to know that I need a place to put all these things I am learning and questioning everyday. At the end of each day I feel overwhelmed with everything and everyone God has put in my path. I don’t mean this in a negative way at all. I just feel so hungry for so many things in life right now. I feel God’s hand in everything.  Things that seem to all fall in that balance I talked about six months ago in the above post. I am very aware of all the wonderful people God has been putting in my life every day. And I value each and every one of them. There are moments of love, joy, peace, frustration, busyness, laughter and tears. And at the end of the day I want to be grateful for every one of those moments.

In processing all of this I started putting things from my head onto paper. Here is what I have come up with…..

Mindful Monday: Because there is always many things that I am not sure which category it fits in, Mindful Monday will allow me to write about this and that.

Tasty Tuesday: Sharing successes and failures with recipes and food choices.

Workout Wednesday: Talking about how we can take care of our physical.

Theology Thursday: Putting everything into perspective the best I can in God’s eyes.

Family and Finances Friday: Sharing things I am learning about finances and the importance of family, not just our immediate family but those who God has put into our lives.

I am so excited to discover who God brings along to share this journey with me. I hope you will share your stories and we can get to know each other.

Have a blessed day!!





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Weathering storms and finding balance.

My story: First my story is long, very long. I have had a wonderful life full of twist and turns. I love my life, which includes God, my husband, two adult children and wonderful friends and family.  I love them all with all of my heart. Because I love them I continue to try to find that balance in my life. Balance in spirituality, family, friends, health and finances. I have had many good times and some very bad times. I have had many ups and downs. I am looking for friendships and accountability. Accountability for me and also helping others be accountable.

All of my adult life has been a struggle to being successful in the health part of that balancing I am working on. I have many times been successful in my quest for fitness.

Going back to the year 2010 I found myself overweight, unhappy, hopeless and struggling to figure out how to change that. I had been diagnosed with hypothyroidism and even though it meant that something was wrong with my body, I felt hope for the first time in a very long time. Hope that with a lot of hard work I could lose the weight. And I did!! I have always loved to exercise and was doing videos (turbo jam, etc) and going to step aerobics and that helped, I lost some weight. Then I took up running and it seemed like the inches flew off. I went from a size 18/20 to a size 14 by some time in 2011. I stayed in a size 14 for a very long time. It was so hard to lose any more weight. Then I bought Insanity……in two weeks’ time I went from a size 14 to a tight 10. I was ecstatic.  I hadn’t been that size since before my daughter was born. I kept up with the routine for quite some time. I remember the summer being spent riding bike with my husband, running and alternating beachbody workouts.

Then in 2012 there were a couple of storms brewing up in my life. My sister was diagnosed with breast cancer, my son and niece were going to college, my best friend moved away and my mom had a brain aneurysm.  Fast forward a few months my sister was doing great, the son and niece were adjusting well to college, my best friend was so happy in her new home and my mom’s brain surgery was a success. So what is the problem you may wonder?? I forgot to take care of me. I quit exercising, gained weight and lost control over my life.

It is now 2015 and I still have some storms going on, but they are calming down. I am healing from an injury on both of my feet. But I am ready to make a fresh start. I am ready to live again. I am ready to find a nice balance in my life. A balance that allows me to feel great, spend lots of time with God and my family and find financial peace.  I hope you will join me in weathering your storms and finding balance in your life.

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“This is my body, which is given for you……”Holy Thursday

The Last Supper

CCC 610:  Jesus gave the supreme expression of is free offering of himself at the meal shared with the twelve Apostles “on the night he was betrayed.” (429) On the eve of his Passion, while still free, Jesus transformed this Last Supper with the apostles into the memorial of his voluntary offering to the Father for the salvation of men: “This is my body which is given for you.” This is my blood of the covenant, which is poured out for many for the forgiveness of sins”(430)

With the exception of the resurrection on Easter, Holy Thursday is possible one of the most important, complex and profound days of celebration in the Catholic Church. Today we are celebrating the institution of the Eucharist as the true body and blood of Jesus Christ and the institution of the sacrament of the priesthood. You can find this in the Catechism of the Catholic Church stating:

CCC 611: The Eucharist that Christ institutes at that moment will be the memorial of his sacrifice. (431) Jesus includes the apostles in his own offering and bids them perpetuate it (432) By doing so, the Lord institutes his apostles as priests of the New Covenant. “For their sakes I sanctify myself, so that they also may be sanctified in truth.”(433)

The WAshing of the feet

John 13:14-16 You call me “teacher” and “master” and rightly so, for indeed I am. If I, therefore, the  master and teacher, have washed your feet, you ought to wash one another’s feet. I have given you a model to follow, so that as I have done for you, you should also do. Amen, Amen, I say to you, no slave is greater than his master nor any messenger greater than the one who sent him. (NAB)

During the Mass tonight, we will witness the priest/bishops washing the feet of selected parishioners. This mass stresses the importance Jesus puts on the humility of service, and the need for cleansing with water, a symbol of baptism. Emphasis is also on the importance of the Eucharist and the sacrifice of Christ’s Body, which we now find present in the consecrated Host. If you would like more information, a great article on washing of the feet can be found here.

Mass tonight, then No Mass until Easter Vigil

Tonight’s liturgy will mark the end of Lent and the beginning of the sacred “Triduum” or three, of Holy Week. These days are the holiest days in the Catholic Church. After Holy Thursday, no Mass will be celebrated again in the Church until Easter Vigil.

The altar will be stripped of all cloths, candles, statues leaving it as bare as possible. You will also see statues covered if they cannot be moved.  This is to help us reflect on the emptiness of the world without Christ. Most importantly, the tabernacle is emptied and the door left open. The very thought of this makes me sad, thinking of a world where Christ had not come to save us, or be with us in the Eucharist.

Every year I am in awe these three days. I find myself troubled by our behavior and surprised at the turn of events from welcoming our Lord on Palm Sunday to chanting “Crucify Him”. I walk with our Blessed Mother and wonder at her love for us who crucified her Son. I wish so much to be more like our Lady and love more.

Lent has come and gone. I did not have the focused I was hoping for in the beginning. But at the end of the day I know our Lord loves me and I will continue to walk on this journey, knowing that He promises to be with us in the Eucharist.

How was your Lent? Did you find yourself closer to our Lord?

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Strep and being our Own Advocate


Noun:              1. a person who speaks or writes in support or defense of a person, cause, etc.

2. a person who pleads for or in behalf of another; intercessor.

                       3. a person who pleads the cause of another in a court of law.
My daughter, Ashlee came home from work sick on Monday, she wasn’t feverish but she had a small rash on the high part of her cheek. I could tell she wasn’t feeling well but we took Lainey for her walk that she was promised. Ashlee had complained that her throat was very sore so we stopped at a local store to pick her up some medicine. As we stood there looking at the different medicine choices she asks is it cold in here?  I am freezing!  I looked at her and noticed the rash had spread down her cheek and neck. As her mother, I don’t care how old they are, we moms immediately feel the head to see if they are running a fever and yes she was really warm. Ashlee works at a daycare so she worries about spreading any illness to them so she started researching and she discovered she had many symptoms of strep throat. So on Tuesday morning we made her appointment first thing in the morning, telling them that she would like to be tested for strep, mainly so she knew because she worked at a daycare. When the nurse come in to talk to Ashlee she asked if med students could visit her. Ashlee of course said yes. Long story short, she found herself having to almost argue to have the strep test done. Neither med student or the doctor weren’t listening to her symptoms and wanted to treat her for sinus only. The only time they mentioned strep test is when she would mention the rash. But somehow by the time they went back to visit with doctor they would forget the rash. In the end Ashlee told the doctor, I want the test, I know you think I probably don’t have strep and I probably don’t but lets rule it out. She finally got the test done…….guess what she tested positive!
So, why am I tell you this today? Because I want to remind you to be your own advocate. All of the people talking with Ashlee were well-educated but they were missing what she was telling them. She had to speak up and tell them what she needed. She is learning that she will need to be an advocate for herself and later on she will need to do the same for her children.
The same should happen with our faith. We need to take the time to learn on our own. We are responsible for our relationship with our Lord. It is important to educate ourselves about the Church. Why does the Church have some of the teachings she does? Go ahead and question things, but take the time to pray about it and research it. I am in no way an expert I am just learning as I go.  But I can tell you that there have been times in my life that I wasn’t in agreement with the Church’s teaching on different things. It took lots of prayer, trust and researching and listening to others to come to accept her teachings. So if someone is telling you something that you aren’t sure about, go ahead and question it and be your own advocate and find answers. Our Lord wants to give us the answers we are looking for.
Here are some ways that I turn to learn more about my faith…..
  • Bible
  • Prayer
  • Participating in the Mass and Eucharist at least weekly
  • Catechism of the Catholic Church
  • podcast ( The Catholics Next Door, real life radio, etc)
  • Priests
  • blogs

What are some of the things that you do to grow in your faith? Please share them in the comments before. I should add, I learn best from fellow bloggers!!

See you tomorrow for Holy Thursday!

God Bless.