Now that my dad’s firmly on the road to recovery, can I beg you to join me in praying for my friend Dwija and her baby.
So, basically there has been no change. The amniotic sac has not healed, so I continue to leak whatever new fluid is created. But the baby- the baby has a strong heartbeat and a perfect placenta and has grown properly since last week, which was, to be totally honest, a surprise to the doctor. Normally with a rupture this early, a miscarriage follows shortly thereafter. But it hasn’t. So that’s good.
You guys, so often when I pray, I pray for the peace and strength to accept God’s will. He knows what I wish would happen, so often prayer is as much, or more, for me than it is for Him anyway. But not this time. No. This time I just want my baby to live. I don’t want to say goodbye so soon. I don’t want to have to tell my older kids, who are already so in love with their new sibling, that he or she has already gone home to Jesus. I don’t want it. I can’t want it. I can’t bring myself to pray for the peace and strength to endure that.
I just want my baby to live
St Gerard Majella, St Gianna Molla, Our Lady of Perpetual Help, Pray for us!
LOL, I guess I don’t read enough Catholic novels to have come across that “oleograph of the Sacred Heart” hanging in the house. My first impulse was to say if it’s a detail among details, it wouldn’t really be kitsch, but then on second thought if it’s across many novels then it would be a cliche.
Having never learned about the concept of the Christ’s sacred heart when I was young, I approached it in my own way when I returned to the faith. I’ve come up with three ways of using the sacred heart that I’ve not seen around. If you’re interested you can read about them in my blog on the Feast of the S.H:
http://ashesfromburntroses.blogspot.com/2013/06/faith-filled-friday-feast-of-sacred.html