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Jesus feeds our imperishable souls

I browsed the supermarket, excited that pastels painted the coming celebration of Easter. Ready-made baskets oozed marshmallow chicks, faux grass, and fluffy bunnies, but other … Read More ›

Posted on April 9, 2022April 9, 2022Author Neena

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“My little children, your hearts are small, but prayer stretches them and makes them capable of loving God. Through prayer we receive a foretaste of heaven and something of paradise comes down upon us. Prayer never leaves us without sweetness. It is honey that flows into the souls and makes all things sweet. When we pray properly, sorrows disappear like snow before the sun.” -St. John Vianney

Spilled cranberry juice never mattered less. 💚

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“My little children, your hearts are small, but prayer stretches them and makes them capable of loving God. Through prayer we receive a foretaste of heaven and something of paradise comes down upon us. Prayer never leaves us without sweetness. It is honey that flows into the souls and makes all things sweet. When we pray properly, sorrows disappear like snow before the sun.” -St. John Vianney Spilled cranberry juice never mattered less. 💚 #wordslikehoney #prayalways #stjohnvianney
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Pray at all times. Ephesians 6:18
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Pray at all times. Ephesians 6:18
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God knows me and calls me by my name.…
God has created me to do Him some definite service;
He has committed some work to me
which He has not committed to another.
I have my mission—
I never may know it in this life,
but I shall be told it in the next.

Somehow I am necessary for His purposes…
I have a part in this great work;
I am a link in a chain, 
a bond of connection between persons.
He has not created me for naught. 
I shall do good,
I shall do His work;
I shall be an angel of peace, 
a preacher of truth in my own place, 
while not intending it, 
if I do but keep His commandments
and serve Him in my calling.

Therefore I will trust Him.
Whatever, wherever I am,
I can never be thrown away.
If I am in sickness, my sickness may serve Him;
In perplexity, my perplexity may serve Him;
If I am in sorrow, my sorrow may serve Him.
My sickness, or perplexity, or sorrow may be necessary causes of some great end,
which is quite beyond us.
He does nothing in vain; 
He may prolong my life,
He may shorten it;
He knows what He is about.
He may take away my friends,
He may throw me among strangers,
He may make me feel desolate,
make my spirits sink, hide the future from me—
still He knows what He is about.…
Let me be Thy blind instrument. 
I ask not to see—
I ask not to know—
I ask simply to be used.
-St. John Henry Newman 
#mondaymotivation #prayer #lessofmemoreofhim
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God knows me and calls me by my name.… God has created me to do Him some definite service; He has committed some work to me which He has not committed to another. I have my mission— I never may know it in this life, but I shall be told it in the next. Somehow I am necessary for His purposes… I have a part in this great work; I am a link in a chain, a bond of connection between persons. He has not created me for naught. I shall do good, I shall do His work; I shall be an angel of peace, a preacher of truth in my own place, while not intending it, if I do but keep His commandments and serve Him in my calling. Therefore I will trust Him. Whatever, wherever I am, I can never be thrown away. If I am in sickness, my sickness may serve Him; In perplexity, my perplexity may serve Him; If I am in sorrow, my sorrow may serve Him. My sickness, or perplexity, or sorrow may be necessary causes of some great end, which is quite beyond us. He does nothing in vain; He may prolong my life, He may shorten it; He knows what He is about. He may take away my friends, He may throw me among strangers, He may make me feel desolate, make my spirits sink, hide the future from me— still He knows what He is about.… Let me be Thy blind instrument. I ask not to see— I ask not to know— I ask simply to be used. -St. John Henry Newman #mondaymotivation #prayer #lessofmemoreofhim
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Winter was long, cold, and gray. 
But now the snow has melted,
Icy frost has gone away. 
Mama says, “We’re planting a garden for Mary.”
As a convert to the Catholic faith, I was slow to grasp devotion to Mary. I’d learn the biblical, historical, and theological basis, but my head failed to connect with my heart. I loved Jesus, my King, and I didn’t see how loving His mother would be appropriate… but then my dear friend really pushed me to pray about it. “Ask God to soften your heart.” It wasn’t instant, but gradually I started to see how, as a mother, I love my children more than anyone… more than anyone, other than God. Through the vocation of relationship, the giving of our days, our bodies, and our most sacrificial love, motherhood has always been a link to heaven—for me, it’s also been a path of introduction to the Blessed Mother. The fact that motherhood/families are being attacked today doesn’t surprise me (anyone remember the Flight to Egypt? Or that baby in the basket? Or Cain and Abel?). I’d almost scratch my head and wonder if Satan wasn’t coming after our families—a holy institution. 
A GARDEN FOR MARY is my prayer for families to have a moment of pause, a moment of celebration of the beauty of God’s creation, and that more people would come to know Jesus through Mary. Amen. @tan_books 
#agardenformary #mariandevotion #tojesusthroughmary
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Winter was long, cold, and gray. But now the snow has melted, Icy frost has gone away. Mama says, “We’re planting a garden for Mary.” As a convert to the Catholic faith, I was slow to grasp devotion to Mary. I’d learn the biblical, historical, and theological basis, but my head failed to connect with my heart. I loved Jesus, my King, and I didn’t see how loving His mother would be appropriate… but then my dear friend really pushed me to pray about it. “Ask God to soften your heart.” It wasn’t instant, but gradually I started to see how, as a mother, I love my children more than anyone… more than anyone, other than God. Through the vocation of relationship, the giving of our days, our bodies, and our most sacrificial love, motherhood has always been a link to heaven—for me, it’s also been a path of introduction to the Blessed Mother. The fact that motherhood/families are being attacked today doesn’t surprise me (anyone remember the Flight to Egypt? Or that baby in the basket? Or Cain and Abel?). I’d almost scratch my head and wonder if Satan wasn’t coming after our families—a holy institution. A GARDEN FOR MARY is my prayer for families to have a moment of pause, a moment of celebration of the beauty of God’s creation, and that more people would come to know Jesus through Mary. Amen. @tan_books #agardenformary #mariandevotion #tojesusthroughmary
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In mid-April, the first violets started to awaken from the long winter slumber. Each day, their pleasure with spring spread across the field, turning the ground to a sea of purple with busy bees dancing above them. I can’t help but see violets & think of my late grandmother, Nan. The simple flowers were her favorite.

Can a Kentucky girl see a rose & not think of lightning-fast horses? Can orange lilies bloom & those same ladies not think of youthful, slow summers creekside with copperheads & crawdads? 

What is it about flowers that draw our minds elsewhere? I’d argue it’s our longing for beauty. An aching for our home once set amongst a beautiful garden, where God walked in the cool of the day. The real thing—what God designed & designated as beautiful—much deeper than outward appearances, not artificial, photoshopped, or plastic.

Beauty. In a busy, techy, upside-down world, beauty still gives us pause. Beauty in fresh flowers. Beauty in sunrises, blushing brides, baby giggles, cathedrals, & baseball. When not blinded by the ugliness of sin, we’re more perceptive to see with our hearts all the beauty God created. But sin, the twisting and distorting of truth, will never…can never…be truly beautiful. 

Sin is like black spot rose disease. Black spot is caused by the fungus, Diplocarpon rosae. It’s a common disease that does not kill the plant immediately, rather it weakens the rose through leaf loss. To me, black spot is a metaphor for the seemingly small sins of omission that weaken our resolve for holiness & make us susceptible to mortal sin. Or like parasitic kudzu vines overtaking young trees, sin blocks the light needed to thrive and grow heavenward. Or a pumpkin patch with powdery mildew–good fruit is stunted, corrupted, or dead. 

I think this is what has struck me the most about the recent war waging on women’s wombs. Those who support abortion no longer make the effort to hide the ugly demons that influence them. Wailing, gnashing of teeth, broken windows, and desecration of what’s holy is Satan’s game. Like the pretty but poisonous hemlock, Satan can only operate with skin-deep beauty for a short while until…more on the blog. Link in profile #prolife
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In mid-April, the first violets started to awaken from the long winter slumber. Each day, their pleasure with spring spread across the field, turning the ground to a sea of purple with busy bees dancing above them. I can’t help but see violets & think of my late grandmother, Nan. The simple flowers were her favorite. Can a Kentucky girl see a rose & not think of lightning-fast horses? Can orange lilies bloom & those same ladies not think of youthful, slow summers creekside with copperheads & crawdads? What is it about flowers that draw our minds elsewhere? I’d argue it’s our longing for beauty. An aching for our home once set amongst a beautiful garden, where God walked in the cool of the day. The real thing—what God designed & designated as beautiful—much deeper than outward appearances, not artificial, photoshopped, or plastic. Beauty. In a busy, techy, upside-down world, beauty still gives us pause. Beauty in fresh flowers. Beauty in sunrises, blushing brides, baby giggles, cathedrals, & baseball. When not blinded by the ugliness of sin, we’re more perceptive to see with our hearts all the beauty God created. But sin, the twisting and distorting of truth, will never…can never…be truly beautiful. Sin is like black spot rose disease. Black spot is caused by the fungus, Diplocarpon rosae. It’s a common disease that does not kill the plant immediately, rather it weakens the rose through leaf loss. To me, black spot is a metaphor for the seemingly small sins of omission that weaken our resolve for holiness & make us susceptible to mortal sin. Or like parasitic kudzu vines overtaking young trees, sin blocks the light needed to thrive and grow heavenward. Or a pumpkin patch with powdery mildew–good fruit is stunted, corrupted, or dead. I think this is what has struck me the most about the recent war waging on women’s wombs. Those who support abortion no longer make the effort to hide the ugly demons that influence them. Wailing, gnashing of teeth, broken windows, and desecration of what’s holy is Satan’s game. Like the pretty but poisonous hemlock, Satan can only operate with skin-deep beauty for a short while until…more on the blog. Link in profile #prolife
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A “woman by her very nature is maternal – for every woman, whether married or unmarried, is called upon to be a biological, psychological, or spiritual mother — she knows intuitively that to give, to nurture, to care for others, to suffer with and for them — for maternity implies suffering — is infinitely more valuable in God’s sight than to conquer nations and fly to the moon.” -Alice von Hildebrand 
Thanking God for the gift of these boys, for my own mother, and for the example of maternal love through Jesus’ mother, Mary. 💐💙 
#happymothersday #motherhood #wordslikehoney
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A “woman by her very nature is maternal – for every woman, whether married or unmarried, is called upon to be a biological, psychological, or spiritual mother — she knows intuitively that to give, to nurture, to care for others, to suffer with and for them — for maternity implies suffering — is infinitely more valuable in God’s sight than to conquer nations and fly to the moon.” -Alice von Hildebrand Thanking God for the gift of these boys, for my own mother, and for the example of maternal love through Jesus’ mother, Mary. 💐💙 #happymothersday #motherhood #wordslikehoney
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Thank you, @owensborodiocese & Western KY Catholic Newspaper, for the article on A Garden for Mary! I love sharing about our beautiful faith and the reason for our hope: Jesus! 💐🙏
Find it at www.westernkycatholic.com 
#agardenformary #catholicchildrensbooks #marygarden
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Thank you, @owensborodiocese & Western KY Catholic Newspaper, for the article on A Garden for Mary! I love sharing about our beautiful faith and the reason for our hope: Jesus! 💐🙏 Find it at www.westernkycatholic.com #agardenformary #catholicchildrensbooks #marygarden
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Long ago, when the majority of folks couldn’t read or write, churches employed stained glass windows, songs, and (my favorite!) gardens as beautiful reminders of the truths, stories, and lessons of our faith. This little book, A Garden for Mary, helps explain why we still plant gardens for Mary and why it’s still important…because of Jesus!! 

Of course, my hope is that this story will inspire readers to get outside, but mostly I pray that just like the flowers celebrate and praise the Creator, that this project brings hearts closer to and glorifies our Savior, Jesus Christ. 

Big thanks to my favorite illustrator, @bernadette_gockowski_art  and to the amazing team at @tan_books. 

Glory to God! 💐 A Garden for Mary - available now!! #agardenformary #mariangardens #tojesusthroughmary
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Long ago, when the majority of folks couldn’t read or write, churches employed stained glass windows, songs, and (my favorite!) gardens as beautiful reminders of the truths, stories, and lessons of our faith. This little book, A Garden for Mary, helps explain why we still plant gardens for Mary and why it’s still important…because of Jesus!! Of course, my hope is that this story will inspire readers to get outside, but mostly I pray that just like the flowers celebrate and praise the Creator, that this project brings hearts closer to and glorifies our Savior, Jesus Christ. Big thanks to my favorite illustrator, @bernadette_gockowski_art and to the amazing team at @tan_books. Glory to God! 💐 A Garden for Mary - available now!! #agardenformary #mariangardens #tojesusthroughmary
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Getting things pretty means getting pretty dirty! Thankful for the help. 😅 Loving how everything is turning green and flowers are popping up everywhere. Let all creation sing! 🌱 #mariangarden #agardenformary #wordslikehoney
Getting things pretty means getting pretty dirty! Thankful for the help. 😅 Loving how everything is turning green and flowers are popping up everywhere. Let all creation sing! 🌱 #mariangarden #agardenformary #wordslikehoney
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Getting things pretty means getting pretty dirty! Thankful for the help. 😅 Loving how everything is turning green and flowers are popping up everywhere. Let all creation sing! 🌱 #mariangarden #agardenformary #wordslikehoney
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