Wednesday, October 5, 2011

10,000 angels with lanterns to light my way back home

Mom's angel she had displayed in her front yard.  Now it's in my yard.

While watching EWTN one evening...I heard a story about a woman.  Monetarily...she had nothing.  She lived in a home with dirt floors but she was rich in her faith.  Upon her death....she was unable to leave money or assets to her children but she left them the greatest gift of all.  Her faith.

   I was born into the Catholic faith.  I received a Catholic education and the Sacraments.  Most of my life I've attended mass on a regular basis.  I considered myself a practicing Catholic or so I thought.  I was going through the motions and pretty much it stopped there. mother passed away a year ago...I've started a journey.  I pray this spiritual journey will last for the rest of my life.  This question was asked of me last year.  If you don't know Jesus...then how can you love him?  I'm hopeful and excited that with perseverance through prayer, Sacred Scripture study, learning about the saints,  practicing the Sacraments...especially regularly receiving the Holy Eucharist ...I'll come to better know our Father by strengthening my relationship with him.     

Did you know the saints had struggles and faults of their own?  That's the wonderful thing about Sainthood.  God uses their lives as examples for us.  Even with their human shortcomings and trials ..... they became Saints and we're inspired by them.  My Catholic faith challenges us all to become saints.  

   My mom didn't force her beliefs on to anyone but she was there to discuss them if you wanted to.  I wish...I was at the same place in my faith journey when she was a live as I am now.  What opportunities I missed for some lovely conversation with her.  What I could have learned!
I'm blessed to have her bible though.  As I read through it ....I can see parts of Scripture that she highlighted and drew stars around.  I sometimes feel uncomfortable....that I'm trespassing into what were her inner most personal thoughts, struggles and joys in her journey with Christ but maybe that's His plan.  Maybe...with those bookmarked pages and highlighted words of Scripture...she's accompanying me in spirit on my journey. 
 I can choose to believe this or not.  I choose to believe.  A gift of faith.   ~amy

10,000 angels with lanterns to light my way back home.
Will you be glad if I come back home?
Long time I've been away.
Is it true?
Can I come back today?  
~Aaron Thompson


pauline said...
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pauline said...

Dearest Amy

May your faith rise up high like a flag that whether you believe or not, you are going to trust Him.

Trusting involves having faith and faith by its definition is: F.A.I.T.H. which means: Forsaking All I Trust Him. Faith involves trust that forsakes doing things your own “logical” way.


Sweet Cottage Dreams said...

Amy, your faith is beautiful. I can only think that your mother IS guiding your through those special passages that she took the time to highlight. Like you, I believe that she is there with you, holding you close, coaxing you along the way to grow in your faith.

God Bless you,

Doreen said...

Hi Amy, thanks for visiting my blog. As I'm going through your Blog I feel I'm getting to know you better, what a lovely posting about your mother and your faith! My Mum passed away only a year ago and I miss her so! But she too had great faith and I feel her close. Your writing is precious and inspirational. God bless!