This Is a Simple Post of Thanksgiving

I'm really happy today.

I mean, I'm really happy.
I'm at peace with myself
And the drama is gone
And I have the answers I need

And I am just really, really happy.

Thank You Jesus. 

Fish Friday (Without Fish)

I don't know why it's so hard for people to be honest.

Well, I do. We can point the fingers to original sin for our inclination and predilection towards evil.

Fish Friday - noodles, rotel, Tony's spice, and velveeta. This can't be healthy for you. 

But I guess after being Baptized, I do see how it seems to be easier for me to be honest in matters big and small whereas before, I had no problem with being dishonest.  I can't be too angry at the unbaptized and ignorant because they really don't know any better. More so, I'd rather have pity on them and forgive them.  It still doesn't change the fact that lies hurt. And when I start to feel myself inclined to lie, I'll remember this feeling, and hopefully, by the Grace of God, my mouth will speak the Truth.

I've been wearing my St. Therese medal lately because I felt like I needed the patron Saint of the Little Way to give me encouragement to do small acts with great love.  I feel like she's helped me accomplish that.

I've also tried to go to mass daily with special intentions, and I've been lighting candles as much as I possibly can. Asking the Holy Mother for help. Asking Jesus for peace about the whole thing.

And I've finally got it. I can't say it was the answer I was hoping and praying for, but it definitely gives me peace, and that is, ultimately, what I desire.

Thanks Be to God. 

Poof!

And just like that, I'm a Columbus kid now.

Already I feel quite at home. Tomorrow, I'm getting up to walk to morning mass.

How weird and awesome it is to say that. I could have always started my day with mass, but it seems so much more feasible right now, right here. And I'm sure I'll be the youngest person there, but I'm sure I'll make an impression just because I do have a young face.

And who knows? I might even bust out the veil. Or a hat. Probably a hat. But maybe my veil.

I can't decide.

But it's a new parish, a new town, and a new time. Why not be different? Why not be uuber Catholic girl?

I mean, out of all my new friends I've made here, probably the first thing they might say about me is, "oh, she's sweet. And super Catholic."  So why not ask Father if I can donate an extra hour to adoration so that it can go until 10 p.m.? Why not ask to be involved in RCIA?  I've been worried that this parish won't be as great as St. Joe's, but I can certainly help to build it up if I find it lacking.

Really though, I can't thank God enough right now. Everything changes. Everything. I've been on the go all my life it seems. I never really live in one place more than four or five years at a time. Boyfriends come and go, friends come and go, you have to leave your family to work...but the one thing that remains ever the same is God.

Thank God He doesn't change. Thank God He knew all this would happen and in His wisdom He left us with the faith so that where ever we went, His church, His word, His people would be there to help us on our way.

Thanks be to God. 

Praise Be to God

J and I went on a little day trip/adventure today. we went to the Our Lady of the Angels Monastery and shrine in Hanceville, Alabama today.

It was a wonderful day! So blessed. Really, truly, so blessed. And I got to do two things on my "Catholic bucket list." (My Catholic bucket list are things I want to do as a Catholic before I die).

I was able to check off lighting a candle and offering a prayer (which I now realize I can do at St. Joe's) AND I got to confess in a pre-vatican II style confessional. LIKE THE MOVIES! YESSSSSS.

Anyway, more to report and pictures tomorrow. I must say my prayers before I fall asleep and can't say them.

Needless to say, this trip was exactly what I needed to get me ready for Spiritual Break.