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I'm 30 years old, married to an IT Guy and a stay-at-home-mom to two spectacularly gorgeous children. While we attend Mass on Sunday mornings, I spend the entirety of the Eucharistic Prayer focused on making sure the baby uses her crayons on the bulletin, not the pew

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something my catholic parents engrained in myself and my 3 siblings is: lead by example.
its a bit cliche, but when you think about the little ones you spend every waking moment with and who idolize your every move, its not a bad path to try.
crazy as it sounds, i have even found myself trying to rationalize with my 4-year how important it is for her to be a good role model for her little sister. (when mom says 'stop jumping on the furniture,' you stop and don't beg why? why? why?) this works about half the time.
so you can see i'm not talking BIG stuff here.
i've realized that my girls bear witness and soak up just how i react to regular old day-to-day situations, ie: not cursing out the jerk in the mustang who just cut me off, and maybe holding the door open for the person behind me.
for me, being catholic has always meant looking outward. not dwelling on myself but looking out at those around me and what i can do to be kind, caring or considerate, even in a small way.

The Sojourner

"there is stuff out there that doesn't want me to be eating chocolate chips with Jesus"

Dude. That has become my new motto for spiritual warfare, as of this moment.


Do you know that your *this post* hyperlink goes to etsy? Yeah, that confused me. :)

It's the worst when you work yourself up to be vulnerable and "real" and get smacked down with condescension. It's happened to me too. I sure hope I've never done it to anyone.

I'm loving the eating chocolate chips with Jesus idea. Because I know he really does want to kick back and just hang with me, but I keep trying to keep him in the "holy" portion of my day and that's just rude of me.

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