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A Woman's Place...: 7 Quick Takes Friday : --- 1 --- Mae Bae has these days that you really have to see to believe.  They're the days when she wakes up and thinks "what can I ...

My Domestic Church: Simple Woman : Outside my window ... I am thinking... about lessons learned from my Aunt Opal. For many years,  Mr. Pete and the kids and I spen...

Rooted in Love: Our Calling as Catholic Women: Exceeded My Expectations : 5.0 out  Rooted in Love: Our Calling as Catholic Women is not quite the book I expected it to be. This particular book exceeded my expe...

The Collect Prayer from The Traditional Mass: "We humbly entreat Thy Majesty, O Lord: that as the blessed Apostle Andrew was once a teacher and ruler of Thy Church: so he may be a constant advocate for us before Thee." [Fr B] Andrew was St. Peter’s brother, and was called with him. "As [Jesus] was walking by the sea of Galilee, he saw two brothers, Simon who is now called Peter, and his brother Andrew, casting a net into the sea; they were fishermen. He said to them, ‘Come after me, and I will make you fishers of men.’ At once they left their nets and followed him" (Matthew 4:18-20). John the Evangelist presents Andrew as a disciple of John the Baptist. When Jesus walked by one day, John said, "Behold, the Lamb of God." Andrew and another disciple followed Jesus. "Jesus turned and saw them following him and said to them, ‘What are you looking for?’ They said to him, ‘Rabbi’ (which translated means Teacher), ‘where are you staying?’

Before my feet touched the floor on January 1 st , 2012, I offered a simple prayer: Please Lord, before the year is over, find me where you want me to be . Up to that point, I had been suffering from a decades-long chronic condition and although imagined health in my future, that morning I offered every cell in my body to the Lord. I just wanted to serve Him and His kingdom. If He wanted me to be healthy, so be it. If He had other plans, so be it. From that point on, all hell broke loose. The first Friday in January, I was on-air when I had an “episode” and was forced to hang up quite abruptly and was immediately taken to the emergency room by my husband. I’ve got to admit, there is nothing quite as humbling as having to hang up during an interview on a national radio show because the room is spinning and the floor seems to be at a 45 degree angle and you are crawling for help. I suffered more physical problems over the next few months than I had in the previous years

My name is Natalie and I blog over at "Here I am the Handmaid of the Lord" To sum up the reason why I started blogging.. I am defiantly I blog reader. For some reason I love reading about the lives of people even though I don't know them. Although I love this, it is really hard to find blogs about young, single, passionately Catholic people. So then I thought "well I fit into that category, I should start blogging again" (by again I mean really start because two posts don't really constitute as a blogger). Well then of course I wondered what the heck would I write about. Again another idea "I love reading about people's everyday normal lives not always about their out of ordinary stuff" And thus it came full circle. I plan on writing blogs hopefully with lots of pictures of just the ordinary stuff I do each day. Things about my life as nursing student, as a student at Franciscan University of Steuvenville, as a young lady striving to follo

Revving Up for Advent and Christmas

Sunday Readings for the Solemnity of Our Lord Jesus Christ, the King, November 25, 2012, Year B

Six new cardinals: various birettes, tears and African cheers in St. Peter's Basilica

Catholicseeking: St. John Berchmans : This young saint of the Society of Jesus was born in Flanders, the oldest of five children. He grew up in an atmosphere of political turm...

It's fall, the leaves have changed color to a fascinating array of oranges, yellows, reds, and browns.....my colors.  I'm a fall girl, a rusty, copper-colored hair girl with blue eyes and mid to light skin that burns easily in the summer months.  Autumn weather just calls to me for a hike, or a walk, or just a visit to the garden. Besides the cooler weather, the festivities in the fall are amazing.  A few weeks after schools start up and the flurry of buying school supplies and the smell of newly sharpened pencils have passed, the days begin to rush by in a furry.  All the while the landscape quietly transforms into their fall attire, quietly.  Before you know it, Halloween is upon us and the kids are all making their plans with friends about their "trick or treat" adventures.  Our family goes to the local pumpkin patch and each family member picks a pumpkin to carve the night before the big day.  In the past, I've made Irish soul cakes and salad fo

The Breadbox Letters: Comes the Winter.. : “I see that all the seasons are to be found in your soul ; for at on e time you feel the winter of sterility, distractions, disgust, and ...

The Breadbox Letters: Find Me, O Lord : Find me, O Lord!  I am lost except in You.

Peter Robinson: "A majority of Protestants and Catholics alike support our constitutional position within the United Kingdom" Continue reading the main story Related Stories NI leader hails cross-border link Irish minister at DUP conference Irish PM in Enniskillen ceremony Stormont First Minister Peter Robinson has said he believes a majority of Catholics now support Northern Ireland staying within the UK. Speaking at his party's annual conference, the DUP leader said the peace process had helped to secure Northern Ireland's place in the UK. Sinn Fein are pushing for a referendum on keeping the union as Scotland is. Mr Robinson said the result would not be in doubt, and said republicans "should take the hint". He compared Sinn Fein's push for a vote to "turkeys voting for Christmas". Mr Robinson also paid tribute to the Royal Family and said: "Long may you reign over us. God save the Queen." He described the

Deacon Gerry's Blog: Stop telling God how big your storm is. Instead, t... : THE BLESSING OF THORNS Sandra felt as low as the heels of her shoes as she pushed against a November gust and the florist shop door. Her lif...