She didn’t flinch. She didn’t get angry. She didn’t scold her for being disrespectful. She smiled because Bernadette was her child. She knew her child’s heart and so she also knew that Bernadette’s holy water antic was the product of fear and not mischief.
It was what God had in mind for me, and because of my willfulness, I was missing the point. I think it dawned on me right about the time I was downing my fifth helping of humble pie by having to admit – again – to someone that I’d had spine surgery and was having setbacks in recovery. Humble pie, I believe, is an acquired taste.
This past summer, I had the great pleasure of interviewing with CatholicTV’s Bonnie Rodgers about my book, My Queen, My Mother: A Living Novena being released by Ave Maria Press on April 5, 2019.
It’s a well-known story, but what’s not as well known is that Epiphany wasn’t just for the sake of the Magi but for the sake of all humankind. It was at Epiphany that our Lord’s power and purpose were revealed beyond the Jews and to gentiles of every nation. That’s reason to rejoice!
It 's the hour of mercy. Please join me in praying the Chaplet of Divine Mercy.
It's the Hour of Mercy! Please join me in praying the Divine Mercy Chaplet.
A little side trip between parish mission sessions. #lambeau #GodisGood https://t.co/geLPwISk35
