Increase Our Faith

***This is a post originally written in October of 2010, and I’m recycling it from a now-defunct blog of mine. The reflection is still applicable, so I’m sharing it as part of the #WorthRevisit link-up over at and Be sure to head there when you’re finished to check out other posts that are worth revisiting! This post also contains one affiliate link to Aquinas And More***

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I went back to Mass today for the first time in two months.  I wasn’t quite sure, even up to yesterday, if I would be able to go.  My suture area is still sore from time to time and I wasn’t sure if I wanted to try sitting in a pew for an hour.  But in the end, I knew that I really wanted to be at Mass and to talk to Jesus in the Tabernacle.  I needed to hear the readings, sing the hymns – especially since at St. John Vianney, we sing the Salve Regina in Latin at the end of the Mass on Sundays in October to honor the Queen of Heaven during the month of the Rosary.  It’s a chant that is sung acapella, and always gives me chills.  So, mom, Howie, and I went to church today.  Continue reading

2015: Prudence and St. Therese of Lisieux

Happy 2015, y’all!

It’s a new year. A chance to start over. A chance to begin anew. A chance to experience the love and mercy of Our Lord more fully in our lives and for us to trust in Him with reckless abandon.

Last year, I decided to forgo my annual (lousy, fruitless, lame?) tradition of making numerous New Year’s resolutions I was ill-equipped to keep, and instead select a word for the year. This word would be something I strove to seek, to live out, and to make a part of my daily existence. The hope for me was that by keeping my focus broad, I would be able to seek out multitudes of ways throughout the year to fulfill this goal. And it worked. The word for 2014 was “Quiet.” My life had become too loud, too busy, and filled with too much Noise. Not just noise, but Noise. Screwtape said it best when he praised Noise and its effects:

“Noise, the grand dynamism, the audible expression of all that is exultant, ruthless, and virile—Noise which alone defends us from silly qualms, despairing scruples, and impossible desires. We will make the whole universe a noise in the end.”

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