Monthly Archives: September 2013

The Day I Caught Grace



My son plays high school football.

For those “in the know” that statement speaks volumes. It means hours waiting in the hot sun waiting for your son to finish practice that never ends when promised, an odor in your car you cannot believe you willingly let in followed by a mound of sweat-dripping uniforms you cannot believe you are picking up. It also means hours of prayers offered through clenched teeth as you watch your precious baby boy get hit, stomped and tackled with bone-crunching consistency.

So why does a mother willingly allow her son to put himself at risk and endure the smells, mess and fear of it all?

Well this mother can answer with one word: Grace.

Grace is defined by the Catechism of the Catholic Church as favor, the free and undeserved help that God gives us to respond to his call to become children of God (CCC 1996).

And that ‘undeserved help’ is exactly what I experienced the first season my son played. Coach promised us parents that practice would end every day at 6:00pm so the boys had time for homework and rest, but it never happened. One hot evening, still waiting at 7:00pm, I was boiling mad imagining my dinner congealing on the stove and anticipating the inevitable breakdowns and tears as homework extended past 10pm.

I have my speech all prepared to tell my son that this is just not acceptable and I am not spending every day bowing to the demands of some dictator coach when my son jumps into the car,  “Mom, Coach said I can start next game! Did you see that last play? Three guys were trying to bring me down, but I made the catch and ran it all the way in!”

My son has spent his young life suffering the burden of an ‘over the chart’ height and weight that got him in trouble often for being too big and too rough. But now he was in his element. I saw in the glow of his face the boundless joy that comes when God-given desire meets the natural gifts of talent and ability.

At that exact moment as I was about to be tackled by another threesome: selfishness, frustration and anger – I saw grace being thrown my way. God’s intervention, what we Catholics call actual grace, came right at me and I lifted my heart just in time to make a perfect catch. “I am so proud of you! Let’s pick up pizza on the way home to celebrate.”

Now in his senior year, my son still loves the game and I still don’t (though I will never tell him that!) I have received the blessing of witnessing my son grow confidently into a man, a leader and a protector. We have endured a lot of losses, a few wins and even a broken ankle, but I will always be grateful for that day I caught grace.

Are Prayers Heard and Answered?



If someone asked me whether prayers are heard and answered, I would reply with a definite “Yes!”  Prayer is offering words and thoughts to the Triune God – God the Father, God the Son and God the Holy Spirit.  Prayer is also listening to God during a time of silence or meditation.  I know prayers ‘work’ because I believe in God, Creator of the Universe.  I believe He knows each one of us and He knows me!  This gives me hope and it is a great consolation. 

Most especially recently, my younger brother was taken to Emergency Hospital due to kidney failure and other complications.  He almost died from those complications that night.  His Potassium level was extraordinarily high at 15.2.  The normal level should be 2!  The medical staff was astonished at this high number and commented on how “people just don’t live with that level.”  My family asked friends, clergy and religious communities to pray for my brother.  My husband Tom phoned our pastor Father Dennis, who came to administer the Sacrament of the Sick, also called the Sacrament of Anointing, which is administered to bring spiritual and even physical strength during an illness, especially near the time of death. A sacrament is an outward sign established by Jesus Christ to confer inward grace.   Three days later, his kidneys are functioning on their own and his vital signs have improved tremendously!

I praise God for my brother’s improvement!  We know he is alive today because of God’s “look” upon him, a good medical staff and the many prayers offered for him!

Prayer is so fundamental.  It is our ‘connection’ with God who we don’t see but are assured of His Presence!

One of my favorite Saints in Heaven is St. Anthony of Padua, who lived in the 12th Century.  He was a Franciscan priest, a theologian, professor of the faith and preached often on the importance of prayer.  He offers us four indispensable attitudes which are described as follows:

1)      Open one’s heart confidently to God
2)      Speak affectionately with him
3)      Present to him our needs
4)      Praise him and thank him

Pray – and know your prayers are heard by God and answered, according to His Divine will.

“In prayer we should freely unburden ourselves to God, telling him, our Lord and Master in the most familiar and confidential way, everything, great and small, much or little. … We should open our heart, pouring it all out to him without reserve; revealing our whole self; as with a friend on whom one relies and to whom one confides both the good and the bad.”
St. Jane Frances de Chantal