WELCOME! Here is my not-terribly-eloquent attempt to grow closer to God via... blogging. Unfortunately for you, I'm not sure what that means either. I guess we'll find out!

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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I'm not sure what to say except I get it. I've been sitting here trying to think of something encouraging to say but I am SO TIRED I can barely think.

God knows how tired you are. He understands.


Amen. I'm surrounded by moving boxes, and we're sleeping on the living room floor while we redo the upstairs. The last thing I think of right now is God, and I miss him. Not that he isn't here, but like you said, how can we have a relationship when my only communications lately have been asking for stuff (less stress and more patience). I really love this blog Maggie.


Well said. I have been in that same sort of rut for a while now, with two less kids as an excuse. I should just stop watching TV in the evenings or surfing the web, but then I'm concerned I'd just fall asleep anyway, which is what I used to do back in college no matter what time I did my daily quiet time. I tried, but I was convinced that deep prayer time just put me in such a relaxed state that I couldn't help it. Now I can't even get to that point because I'm already so darn tired and have too many things distracting me. It's a mess. Even my bedtime prayers haven't been happening with nearly enough frequency...and yet I sit here and wonder why certain things in my life aren't improving. Oy.


Oh Maggie! Motherhood and being a wife are our vocations! When we serve our family we are serving God as well. Each and every middle of the night feeding or load of laundry or millionth lap around the room patting the back of a gassy child is US answering our call to serve HIM. This is how we do it...we are already doing it. We have given up our own lives and our own wants to serve them.

Also, to everything there is a season and that includes the exhausted, overwhelmed part of having small children. "Losing your life for him" right now is the same as "losing your life for your family". That will change as they get older and thier needs change and the time for deeper, more thoughtful prayer will come. God understands this, of course, as does Mary. He knows right where we are at and has given us what we need to get through! Even a short, "Jesus, I'm tired. Help me!" is enough at this point. Just as we know when our children are tired and overwhelmed but trying thier best, so too does God know this of us! The time to "be still" will come. This doesn't mean we should ever stop trying, of course. Even though my kids are older and sleeping through I rarely finish even a decade before I'm asleep at night...I should really start praying before I lay down. I might get further.

I love this blog. It makes me think.


Megan said exactly what I was going to say-- serving your family is serving God.

Also, maybe off topic, but you find the parable of the 10 virgins confusing and convoluted? It's one of my favorites- I've always felt like it was pretty clear.

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