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Our Mantle Adorned with Traditions of Lent


Our Lenten Traditions (from left to right): In the trunk, our “Alleluia” banner is buried until Easter morning, where it will adorn our mantle proclaiming Christ’s Resurrection and the Great Feast of the Church. (During Lent the “alleluia” is no longer proclaimed during the Mass. How great it is on Easter Morning to hear it thundered through the church!!!)

On top of the trunk is a vase for Alms. The children earn this money by doing Charity Chores that are jobs not included in their regular responsibilities but which they can choose to do in order to earn money for the poor.

Next to the trunk is a blessed candle that we light during our family prayer time reminding us of our prayers raising to the throne of God.

Beside that is a vase labeled Works of Mercy with a bowl of beans next to it. When the children perform a Work of Mercy or a good deed, they may place a bean in the jar. On Easter this vase will be filled to the brim with jelly beans symbolizing how Jesus can take what good works we offer him and transform them by His grace into something even sweeter and more beautiful than we can imagine!

In the center is a shadow box with a crucifix and some other mementos. This was a gift I made for my husband’s birthday. It has a great story behind it (which I might share another time).

Wrapped in the purple cloth is our Easter candle with has a holy card with an Agnus Dei sealed to it. It will remain wrapped in this shroud taking on the symbolism of our Lord’s body lying in the tomb until Easter morning when the children wake discovering it unshrouded and blazing with light.

Below the Our Lady of Grace statue (which is always holding a place of honor on the mantle) is a Crown of Thorns made from a grapevine wreath and toothpicks that were dyed with coffee. (If I were to dye these again I would use tea.) This is labeled with the word Penance. As we place the thorns ( toothpicks) in the crown (wreath), we discuss how each one represents our sins and the sins of the whole world. We discuss ways we can make reparation to God for these sins and the sins of others through sacrifice, prayer and by offering the Holy Mass for this purpose. An exceptional book to read to go along with this activity is The Weight of a Mass; A Tale of Faith.

Here is a peek into our home last Easter morning:



The Feast of Our Lady of Lourdes


Yesterday, in honor of Our Lady appearing to St. Bernadette 150 years ago, we visited the Lourdes Marian Center to pray in the grotto and to receive miraculous water from the spring where Our Lady told Bernadette to dig.

After receiving a tour of the center we headed over to the John Paul II Center for a Lourdes storytime and craft. The younger children made these shrines:1dscf1156.jpg

and the older children made these:


This was a great way to conclude last weeks pilgrimage to Our Lady Lourdes Parish to pray the jubilee prayers after receiving the Sacrament of Confession and attending Mass at Holy Ghost Parish.

God’s megaphone is saying:

I am selfish! Yes, it feels like that is our Lord’s lenten message to me. Quite honestly, it is coming as quite a shock so perhaps pride may be a part of the message too?

So how does this pride and selfishness manifest itself? I refuse to submit my will to anyone other than the Almighty himself. Apparently, He is the only one I feel should have more say than me because he is God after all.

I’ve always thought that I was strong willed and always right. God apparently calls that selfish and proud. Ouch.

So much for my resolutions, it seems God has some of his own in mind for me such as submitting to others (especially my husband) for no other reason than making an act of love, a sincere gift of self. He has made it very clear it doesn’t matter if I am right, if I have a good argument or a better way. It doesn’t even matter if someone else is in the wrong, I am to submit.

So this lent this is the cross our Lord’s given to me bear; submission.

If only I had a Caramel Macchiato to console me!

And walk in love, as Christ loved us and gave himself up for us, a fragrant offering and sacrifice to God. (Eph 5:2)

Be subject to one another out of reverence for Christ. Wives, be subject to your husbands, as to the Lord. (Eph 5:21, 22)

Whoever wishes to be great among you will become a servant; whoever wishes to be first among you shall be your slave. Just so, the Son of Man did not come to be served but to serve and to give his life as a ransom for many. (Matthew 20:27, 28)



A Lenten Birthday Surprise

I knew my husband had something planned for my birthday by the way he was acting, lots of hush, hush, with the kids, and don’t open that e-mail sort of thing. But I could not have imagined all he had planned…

On the eve of my birthday, the only hint of what might be planned was leaked, “Children make sure you have warm clothes for tomorrow.”

 “Aha!” I thought, “We’re going somewhere outside.” 

I have a hunch of what you’ve planned for my birthday  I quipped.


“Don’t tell me! Just write it down on a piece of paper and give it to me so you don’t ruin this surprise!” I was warned.


“This surprise?Is it my fault I have such great natural intuition? Just because I guess doesn’t mean he has to give it away!”, I thought to myself, as I wrote down my far-fetched but most confident guess.


The next morning, my dear husband kissed me goodbye while I dozily responded back with a peck.

Five minutes later he was back in the room telling me to jump in the shower because we needed to leave by 7:30 am. The goodbye kiss? All a hoax. He really had taken the day off and had big plans for us!


So by 7:40 am, the children, the dog, my husband and myself were loaded in the mini-van headed to pick up bagels and coffee to eat on the way to our surprise destination. My husband turned on the CD player for my first clue:  Nuns chanting beautifully.  I was right! I knew we would be going to visit St. Walburga Benedictine Abbey, I just knew it!


My dear husband had peeked at my guess from the night before and knew I had guessed correctly leaving him enamored with what I could only explain as my feminine genius!


Three and a half hours later (after passing the exit by four miles on the most expensive tollway in America and decideing to take the back way rather than turning around and forking out more cash) we arrived at the Abbey just in time for noonday prayers.  The sisters chanted the prayers beautifully. They truly sound like the choirs of heaven when they sing and are a great testimony to the power of Beauty, that which is True and Good.  Prayers only lasted for 15 minutes before the noon hour was being announced by the striking on the bell tower that sounded for lunch. I had stayed in the chapel to pray when I heard the bells and realized it was the hour that our Lord had been nailed to the cross.  Sorrow filled my soul for my sins as the psalm resonated in my heart, “I am like water poured out; all my bones are racked…Many dogs surround me, a pack of evildoers closes in upon me: they have pierced my hands and my feet; I can count all my bones. They look on and gloat over me; they divide my garments among them, and for my vestures they cast lots.”

 Oh, Jesus, I am sorry. May my tears wash your feet and bring you consolation on the cross just as Mary’s did. 

It then dawned on me that I am now the age of my Lord when he was crucified: thirty-three. Wow, was I prepared to suffer I wondered? I wasn’t so sure. Giving up Starbucks seemed difficult enough but that wasn’t really suffering. The Lord then, in his mercy, reassured me of his love by reminding me of the times in my life when I have bled, when I have suffered, when I have been crucified with him. These memories no longer brought me pain as I thought back on them but rather joy. I felt so honored to have been allowed to suffer with our Lord on the cross.  What a gift!


Aware that was alone, I then wiped my eyes and went looking for my family, who were wandering around the beautiful grounds of the Abbey. We hiked for a while, climbing near St. Peter’s Garden for a short time, taking in the natural beauty of the granite mountains that butt up against St. Walburga. It is quite breathtaking.


We loaded everyone back up into the van and received my second surprise; a beautiful & thoughtful card with MONEY inside with a note stating it was to be spent shopping in Old Town Ft. Collins! Whoo hoo!!! My second guess was right too!

After a full but fun day shopping in all the stores you have to tell young children NOT TO TOUCH in (my dear husband took the young ones to visit a skate shop owned by an old high school buddy) I made my selection: two ceramic chickens for the kitchen! They were even 20% off which meant I had leftover money for new curtains in the kitchen to go with the chickens. What an awesome birthday.


We once again packed into the van, gave thanks for the miracle that happened with the dog which I will explain below, and headed toward home looking for a restaurant that had something vegetarian on the menu since it was a Friday in Lent.


 (About the dog: Someone let her off her leash when she was tied up outside the skate shop but I just happened across her on the corner of a very busy intersection while having to go find a public restroom for Galadriel. We figured that just about the time she was let loose, I started down the street where I met up with her! The women who were holding her said they were going to take her home if nobody had answered the phone number on her collar. I can’t even express what a tragedy it would have been if we would have had to go the 2 ½ hours home without Lil’ Anne!)


Rosie suggested we eat at an Italian restaurant in town. Samwise had just fallen asleep after an incredibly exhausting day, so I suggested we drive on towards home and eat after he got a little shuteye. My dear husband insisted that we eat in town and nothing I said would sway him. At this point I knew something else was planned, but what? I hadn’t guessed anything else last night.  As we pulled into the parking lot I saw my in-laws van. Okay, you got me, honey! I wasn’t expecting this!


As we walked to the table, not only my in-laws were there but my mother and stepfather were sitting at the table, two hours away from home too! I really was surprised! And that’s when I was presented with my last surprise. The children presented me with a card and a gift bag. In the gift bag were lots of earplugs and 13 tickets to see Chris Rice in concert. The date for the concert: February 23, 2007! We finished up dinner, enjoyed an on the house dessert and then ended the night with 3 of the 5 children falling asleep listening to there very first concert!


Thank you, honey, for such a wonderful birthday full of blessings and surprises!


What are we doing next year?!?

Lent is upon Us

You know Lent is upon you when the highlight of your day is going down to the local IHOP to fill up on a short stack of free pancakes, you make a special trip to Starbucks and get extra caramel on that Macchiato, and you have seconds on dessert which, by the way, were incredibly delicious Starbucks Coffee Mud Pie ice cream bars. (In my defense, a couple of hours have past since my 1st one and isn’t that why it’s called Fat Tuesday anyway?!?)

So now that my stomach has been sufficiently filled in preparation for the fast tomorrow on Ash Wednesday, it seems it would be a good time to reflect with you on my plans for Lent. You know those plans that are suppose to aid us on our path to holiness. Those things that we resolve to do every year (somewhat like a  Catholic version of New Year’s resolutions.) Those things that most of us eventually fail at atleast once during Lent. Well, here are mine:

  • Give up Starbucks.  I have such a weakness for Starbucks and now with the drive-thru windows and the shops in almost every grocery or discount store, it is becoming more difficult to resist the gravitational pull it seems to have on me. This really sunk in the other day as I drove past an add for cigarettes priced at $4.20 a pack. Who would pay $4.20 for a pack of smokes? How absurd! And then came the Quiet Voice with conviction, “A Cinnamon Dulce latte is $4.20. How many have you bought this week?” Ouch! Okay, no more Starbucks.
  • Keep an accurate expense record. Be accountable for every penny spent and see how it is spent. This is so intimidating to me but I feel it’s a sacrifice that must be done. It’s a little way I can make a gift of myself to my dear husband who is willing to work a paper route (in addition to his regular 50 hours a week) so we can pay off debt we have accumulated due to medical bills and other big things that have come up. So if he’s willing to sacrifice sleep, I’m going to do everything I can to make sure it’s for as short of time as possible.
  • Exercise, eat well & take care of my body. It is a gift that I’ve been neglecting for too long.
  • Question for quiet time with the Lord in the morning: Lord, what gift do you have for me to receive today? How can I make myself a gift to you, my husband, & the children today?
  • Question for the Lord at night: Did I receive you today? Did I receive my husband and the children today as gifts?
  • Pray the Liturgy of the Hours with my spouse and children everyday.
  • Try to get back to praying Divine Mercy every afternoon.

 So there it is. My list. Will I execute this perfectly this Lent or will I fall short of what I have set out to do? I already know the answer. I will fall short because we all fall short of the Glory of God but it is in the falling & failing that we are weak enough to rely on His Mercy to make us holy, not on our own strength.

Have a blessed Lent and let us not forget-His joy comes in the Morning! 

Rocky Mountain Catholic Home Educator’s Conference

June 21-23, 2007

The Glory of God is man fully alive! -St. Irenaus

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