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I decided to just go to the Hegeles with my cookies and the Rosary and ask Steve to make a list of things they need at the grocery store and then I'd go buy them. It turned out to be the right decision but it didn't happen the way I was expecting. When I got there, his daughter Jessica answered the door, saying "Moo!" I responded back, "Moo", thinking THAT was a very interesting greeting, and asked if she was a cow. She said she had drawn a cow on her leg and then showed it to me. Of course, I gave it proper attention and, by then, Steve's mother came to the door and introduced herself. She said Steve was gone to buy pizza but would be back soon. I told her why I was there and handed her my offerings. She said her husband and she had gone to the grocery store on their way there and so they really didn't need anything right then. We talked for several minutes about how they were all doing and, as I was about to leave, Steve, his father, Ellen and (I think) Will arrived. She gave my things back to me and said she wanted me to give them to Steve myself. So, I did. It became a very holy moment, as Steve and I stood in his driveway, talking, crying, hugging. I told him about Mary and what I'd experienced after her death. We found ourselves relating to one another's story. I got him to laugh a little. (You know me!) It felt good to be there with him and he seemed to appreciate my visit, too.
As I drove away, I marveled at the Holy Spirit. Certainly, He had been stirring something in me earlier because I knew I wasn't going to rest until I'd brought the Rosary and cookies to them. And, in the end, it seemed to me that God had been very present there with us, showing me how to bring a tiny bit of solace to a family that is grieving terribly. What a privilege it is to be able to answer God's call in this way!
Monday, May 31, 2010
Sunday, May 30, 2010
a beautiful celebration of a life well-lived
Angie Hegele died a week ago this past Friday. She was the woman I told you about in my entry on January 3rd. Sister Marilyn told me when I arrived to play for Mass on Sunday morning. I immediately offered up my playing for her and her family and then sat, stunned, throughout Mass, deeply saddened, deeply engrossed. (I didn't miss any cues to play, though!) I didn't even know her and yet I felt immensely close to her.
I found her obituary in the Sunday paper when I got home and then found her caringbridge website (caringbridge.com/visit/angiehegele) and started reading. As I've continued to read it throughout this week, I have come to understand the power of true love between a husband and a wife and God's ever present hand in a marriage devoted to Him. The entries, mostly written by her husband Steve, are heartrending but also uplifting and spiritual growth opportunities for the reader. He lays his emotions out honestly and one can't help but enter into the story, frustrated not to be able to read fast enough but always walking away, knowing you just witnessed the presence of God in this family.
I knew I HAD to attend the funeral. It was scheduled to be on Monday at 6 PM. I also knew I had to work at the life care center until 6. The staff and I worked out a way I could leave at 5:15 UNTIL a couple came in at 5:10, asking for a pregnancy test and I was the only one available at that moment to do it. The woman was contemplating an abortion, the man opposed to her doing that. It was an arduous session but, in the end, I think the woman saw that abortion would not be a good solution to her problems. When we finished, it was 5:50 and I figured I had about a half hour drive, maybe 40 minutes. I would be late but, at least, I'd be there. As I drove, I realized that there was very little traffic going my way, a strange phenomenon, considering all the road construction with resulting detours and I should have been in the throes of rush hour traffic at that time. I arrived at 6:07, getting into a pew (in the back...the place was almost standing room only with a reported 1000 people there!) as the first reading was being read at 6:10.
What happened next was a thing of great beauty. The readings from Wisdom and the Beatitudes were perfect. The Gifts were brought up by her husband and four small children (Ellen, 2; William,7; Jessica, 9 and John, 11...I know their names now) in a solemn procession. Their friend Father Dale gave a touching homily. The song at the Preparation of Gifts was a contemplative "I Can Only Imagine". Holy Communion was a congregation hymn "You are Mine" and after Communion, the children's choir sang a very touching (everyone was crying by the end) Hail, Mary, Gentle Woman. (Angie's favorite prayer was the Hail Mary.) And, then came the eulogy by Angie's husband. It was the most powerful eulogy I've ever heard (and, believe me, I've heard many, due to my profession as a funeral accompanist). It was filled with love. Through it all, his/their faith was center stage. As always happens after I listen to eulogies, I left, wishing I had known her. Then, I thought about how I DO know her, the same way I know the saints. I will ask her to pray for me. A bond with her was created in that moment.
Out of my prayer for her family this week came the desire to do something for them. I knew they are surrounded by friends and family but maybe, just maybe, there was something I could do that was unique and might bring comfort in some small way. Then, it came to me. I had bought a Rosary for myself the week Angie died that was made from real roses. Its fragrance is so beautiful! I had it blessed by Fr. Leo at the Sisters' last Thursday. I knew the Hail Mary was Angie's favorite prayer. I could give that to Steve! So, today I decided I was going to bake Snickerdoodles for the kids and take them and the Rosary over to their house. My imagination ran a little wild because I thought I could stop at the store and get milk...fruit...crackers and cheese...cereal. Then, I realized that I didn't know what kind of milk or fruit or cereal they liked. Maybe I'll just bring the cookies (which I made this afternoon) and the Rosary, although fruit and milk WOULD be nice additions. We'll see, as I drive over there, where the Holy Spirit leads me on all this!
I've been thinking about their grieving. I remember, after Mary died, waking up in the middle of the night with what was probably an anxiety attack, thinking that I'd never see her again. (The dark of night did NOT help.) However, when I was fully awake, I was able to talk myself out of thinking that way, realizing that I really would see her again. My faith told me so. I wonder if Steve is experiencing this. Maybe I'm meant to go there to help him in his grieving by offering an opportunity to talk.
The world is certainly filled with great pain...I pray that I can be a comfort to those who come into my life and are suffering, that they won't lose faith in the Resurrection.
I found her obituary in the Sunday paper when I got home and then found her caringbridge website (caringbridge.com/visit/angiehegele) and started reading. As I've continued to read it throughout this week, I have come to understand the power of true love between a husband and a wife and God's ever present hand in a marriage devoted to Him. The entries, mostly written by her husband Steve, are heartrending but also uplifting and spiritual growth opportunities for the reader. He lays his emotions out honestly and one can't help but enter into the story, frustrated not to be able to read fast enough but always walking away, knowing you just witnessed the presence of God in this family.
I knew I HAD to attend the funeral. It was scheduled to be on Monday at 6 PM. I also knew I had to work at the life care center until 6. The staff and I worked out a way I could leave at 5:15 UNTIL a couple came in at 5:10, asking for a pregnancy test and I was the only one available at that moment to do it. The woman was contemplating an abortion, the man opposed to her doing that. It was an arduous session but, in the end, I think the woman saw that abortion would not be a good solution to her problems. When we finished, it was 5:50 and I figured I had about a half hour drive, maybe 40 minutes. I would be late but, at least, I'd be there. As I drove, I realized that there was very little traffic going my way, a strange phenomenon, considering all the road construction with resulting detours and I should have been in the throes of rush hour traffic at that time. I arrived at 6:07, getting into a pew (in the back...the place was almost standing room only with a reported 1000 people there!) as the first reading was being read at 6:10.
What happened next was a thing of great beauty. The readings from Wisdom and the Beatitudes were perfect. The Gifts were brought up by her husband and four small children (Ellen, 2; William,7; Jessica, 9 and John, 11...I know their names now) in a solemn procession. Their friend Father Dale gave a touching homily. The song at the Preparation of Gifts was a contemplative "I Can Only Imagine". Holy Communion was a congregation hymn "You are Mine" and after Communion, the children's choir sang a very touching (everyone was crying by the end) Hail, Mary, Gentle Woman. (Angie's favorite prayer was the Hail Mary.) And, then came the eulogy by Angie's husband. It was the most powerful eulogy I've ever heard (and, believe me, I've heard many, due to my profession as a funeral accompanist). It was filled with love. Through it all, his/their faith was center stage. As always happens after I listen to eulogies, I left, wishing I had known her. Then, I thought about how I DO know her, the same way I know the saints. I will ask her to pray for me. A bond with her was created in that moment.
Out of my prayer for her family this week came the desire to do something for them. I knew they are surrounded by friends and family but maybe, just maybe, there was something I could do that was unique and might bring comfort in some small way. Then, it came to me. I had bought a Rosary for myself the week Angie died that was made from real roses. Its fragrance is so beautiful! I had it blessed by Fr. Leo at the Sisters' last Thursday. I knew the Hail Mary was Angie's favorite prayer. I could give that to Steve! So, today I decided I was going to bake Snickerdoodles for the kids and take them and the Rosary over to their house. My imagination ran a little wild because I thought I could stop at the store and get milk...fruit...crackers and cheese...cereal. Then, I realized that I didn't know what kind of milk or fruit or cereal they liked. Maybe I'll just bring the cookies (which I made this afternoon) and the Rosary, although fruit and milk WOULD be nice additions. We'll see, as I drive over there, where the Holy Spirit leads me on all this!
I've been thinking about their grieving. I remember, after Mary died, waking up in the middle of the night with what was probably an anxiety attack, thinking that I'd never see her again. (The dark of night did NOT help.) However, when I was fully awake, I was able to talk myself out of thinking that way, realizing that I really would see her again. My faith told me so. I wonder if Steve is experiencing this. Maybe I'm meant to go there to help him in his grieving by offering an opportunity to talk.
The world is certainly filled with great pain...I pray that I can be a comfort to those who come into my life and are suffering, that they won't lose faith in the Resurrection.
Saturday, May 22, 2010
on the eve of Pentecost
I have come to understand that being present at Mass calls for action, not for merely sitting and waiting to be entertained. It's not about being entertained. It's not about what we can get out of it. It's about what we're doing to praise God during the re-presentation of His most Holy Sacrifice, the one in which He died a horrific death for our sins because He loved (loves) us so much, the depth of which we can't even wrap our minds around.
Tonight, I had the great privilege to work with two wonderful musicians at the Pentecost vigil Mass. Something very, very beautiful happened among us! I prayed that the congregation felt it, too, and would join in our prayer, and I think they did in a very big way. I had asked John and Krista if they'd be willing to sing "By the Waking of Our Hearts" by Fr. Ricky Manalo as a duet for the prelude. That's where it all began. The three of us were like one voice but with distinct parts. It reminded me of the Trinity, but in human terms and only within my limited understanding. Then, we sang a beautiful hymn for the opening by David Haas, called "Send Us Your Spirit". I could tell people were really singing! Then, the Sprinkling Rite and the Gloria. (We/I took the Gloria at warp speed...I think it was an adrenalin rush...or maybe a Holy Spirit rush! Even, I, the speed demon of church hymnody, was sort of amazed how it took off! The whole congregation seemed to be keeping up through the entire thing.) The Psalm, number 104, "Lord, Send Out Your Spirit" became a hymn of unity as the two cantors sang the verses in unison, with the congregation joining their song for the refrain. We sang/played the Pentecost Sequence that Fr. Manalo wrote, which is a very, very beautiful piece. It has two cantor parts and then the congregation and choir come in for the Gospel Acclamation. (I was getting goose bumps through it all and was afraid I wouldn't be able to play!) "Praise the Spirit in Creation" became a contemplative prayer during the Preparation of the Gifts. I realized, too late, that I needed to program a second hymn during that time, due to Father incensing the altar and the gift bearers taking longer than usual to process up to the altar. Tomorrow, we will sing "Come, Holy Ghost" as a second hymn. There should be an easy transition into it as it is in the same key as the first and has the same kind of feel to it, plus all the older folks will enjoy singing it, as it is a hymn from their youth. (I guess I'm in that bracket, too, given it was part of my youth!) The Communion hymn was "We Are Many Parts...we are all one body and the gifts we have, we are given to share." What a perfect hymn for God's call on this Pentecost to go out and share His love to all the world! And, then, the final hymn: "Veni, Sancte Spiritus" from the Taizé Community. It has an ostinato refrain in Latin...congregation and choir keep singing it over and over as the cantor sings verses from the Sequence over it. Talk about powerful! John told me afterward that Father told him that that was sung at his ordination and he loved it very much. And, I pray that the people who were there, sitting in the pews, were not looking to be entertained but rather were there, participating in the prayers and the music and listening closely to the Word and Father's homily. It seems to me that engaging in all those things could make the reception of Holy Communion be something so internally profound that a person couldn't help but be changed by the experience. That's how it felt for me tonight as I walked (floated!) out the door of the church.
This experience made me think of the apostles living behind locked doors, when suddenly Jesus came to them, saying: "Peace be with you. As the Father has sent me, so I send you." Then, He breathed on them and said, "Receive the Holy Spirit." I wonder what they thought. Did they break out in song together, the way we do at Mass? Was the Holy Spirit breathing new life into their songs, lifting their spirits so they could leave the room, renewed in faith, resolved to take His love out into the world? Did the Holy Spirit bestow on them His gifts of Wisdom, Understanding, Counsel, Fortitude, Knowledge, Piety and Fear of the Lord? I have a strong suspicion He did! And, I always pray He will give them to me as I go out the door of the church after Mass and that I will be infused with the Spirit of Love.
We are very blessed to be loved by such a Holy Spirit!
Tonight, I had the great privilege to work with two wonderful musicians at the Pentecost vigil Mass. Something very, very beautiful happened among us! I prayed that the congregation felt it, too, and would join in our prayer, and I think they did in a very big way. I had asked John and Krista if they'd be willing to sing "By the Waking of Our Hearts" by Fr. Ricky Manalo as a duet for the prelude. That's where it all began. The three of us were like one voice but with distinct parts. It reminded me of the Trinity, but in human terms and only within my limited understanding. Then, we sang a beautiful hymn for the opening by David Haas, called "Send Us Your Spirit". I could tell people were really singing! Then, the Sprinkling Rite and the Gloria. (We/I took the Gloria at warp speed...I think it was an adrenalin rush...or maybe a Holy Spirit rush! Even, I, the speed demon of church hymnody, was sort of amazed how it took off! The whole congregation seemed to be keeping up through the entire thing.) The Psalm, number 104, "Lord, Send Out Your Spirit" became a hymn of unity as the two cantors sang the verses in unison, with the congregation joining their song for the refrain. We sang/played the Pentecost Sequence that Fr. Manalo wrote, which is a very, very beautiful piece. It has two cantor parts and then the congregation and choir come in for the Gospel Acclamation. (I was getting goose bumps through it all and was afraid I wouldn't be able to play!) "Praise the Spirit in Creation" became a contemplative prayer during the Preparation of the Gifts. I realized, too late, that I needed to program a second hymn during that time, due to Father incensing the altar and the gift bearers taking longer than usual to process up to the altar. Tomorrow, we will sing "Come, Holy Ghost" as a second hymn. There should be an easy transition into it as it is in the same key as the first and has the same kind of feel to it, plus all the older folks will enjoy singing it, as it is a hymn from their youth. (I guess I'm in that bracket, too, given it was part of my youth!) The Communion hymn was "We Are Many Parts...we are all one body and the gifts we have, we are given to share." What a perfect hymn for God's call on this Pentecost to go out and share His love to all the world! And, then, the final hymn: "Veni, Sancte Spiritus" from the Taizé Community. It has an ostinato refrain in Latin...congregation and choir keep singing it over and over as the cantor sings verses from the Sequence over it. Talk about powerful! John told me afterward that Father told him that that was sung at his ordination and he loved it very much. And, I pray that the people who were there, sitting in the pews, were not looking to be entertained but rather were there, participating in the prayers and the music and listening closely to the Word and Father's homily. It seems to me that engaging in all those things could make the reception of Holy Communion be something so internally profound that a person couldn't help but be changed by the experience. That's how it felt for me tonight as I walked (floated!) out the door of the church.
This experience made me think of the apostles living behind locked doors, when suddenly Jesus came to them, saying: "Peace be with you. As the Father has sent me, so I send you." Then, He breathed on them and said, "Receive the Holy Spirit." I wonder what they thought. Did they break out in song together, the way we do at Mass? Was the Holy Spirit breathing new life into their songs, lifting their spirits so they could leave the room, renewed in faith, resolved to take His love out into the world? Did the Holy Spirit bestow on them His gifts of Wisdom, Understanding, Counsel, Fortitude, Knowledge, Piety and Fear of the Lord? I have a strong suspicion He did! And, I always pray He will give them to me as I go out the door of the church after Mass and that I will be infused with the Spirit of Love.
We are very blessed to be loved by such a Holy Spirit!
Tuesday, May 18, 2010
being true to God
Recently, a volunteer at the center asked me to contribute to a cause the mission of which runs counter to Catholic teaching. I had checked it out online and discovered that there is a link under "Parent Education" that tells parents how to teach their children about "safe sex"--condoms being one way. Also, it touts masturbation as a good thing. The underlying message is sex outside of marriage is a good thing, a fact of life, a way of life for everyone. She got very angry with me when I told her that, in good conscience, I could not support this endeavor because of its messages. (To be fair, it does do some good work out in the community, too.) She said she supports things with which she doesn't agree if a loved one or friend asks her to do so. Besides, she said, she doesn't agree with everything LifeCare Center East stands for, like abstinence only education. She threatened to go find some other pro-life organization to support that best fits her true self.
I'm mulling over how to respond to her. Actually, I've been praying intensely about it. There are several things about her reaction that are troublesome. First, is she really using blackmail by saying she's going to have to go elsewhere with her support to coerce me into supporting the organization? Why would she want me to do something that is against my conscience AND, more specifically, against HER Church teaching? That seems unfair at best and immoral at the worst. And, now that the truth about her thinking has come out, what do I, as the executive director of LCCE, do with it? Should I tell her she's no longer welcome to volunteer where she doesn't agree with all of our work (not just the feel good social service of contributing/giving out material goods to the poor, which is what I think she's supported). My fear is she will tell our clients that sex outside of marriage, contraception, masturbation, etc. are just fine. That message would be harmful to our clients, as well as contrary to what we are about as an organization (not to mention it is not the truth which is what the Catholic Church teaches). My last two thoughts here are the most important. I can deal with blackmail. I can deal with her tempting me to sin (by trying to get me to support something evil) because I see through her manipulations. However, I don't believe I can risk someone steering our clients into sin. As Christians, we are called to do ONLY good...That is our mission at LifeCare Center East, too. If I allow her to represent the center, I run the risk that harm will be done to our clients. For the sake of her soul, I must say something to her. She may or may not take it well. She may not want to hear the truth. So be it. I still must remind her, as gently as possible, what the truth is regarding this matter. It will be challenging. It won't be fun. However, for the sake of souls (hers, mine and our clients), I must do it. Pray for me; pray for this person.
I do wonder where she'll find a pro-life organization within which the people think abstinence isn't the best thing to teach. I, myself, don't know of any. Anything other than abstinence before marriage and sex within marriage only is not life-giving or pro-life.
I'm mulling over how to respond to her. Actually, I've been praying intensely about it. There are several things about her reaction that are troublesome. First, is she really using blackmail by saying she's going to have to go elsewhere with her support to coerce me into supporting the organization? Why would she want me to do something that is against my conscience AND, more specifically, against HER Church teaching? That seems unfair at best and immoral at the worst. And, now that the truth about her thinking has come out, what do I, as the executive director of LCCE, do with it? Should I tell her she's no longer welcome to volunteer where she doesn't agree with all of our work (not just the feel good social service of contributing/giving out material goods to the poor, which is what I think she's supported). My fear is she will tell our clients that sex outside of marriage, contraception, masturbation, etc. are just fine. That message would be harmful to our clients, as well as contrary to what we are about as an organization (not to mention it is not the truth which is what the Catholic Church teaches). My last two thoughts here are the most important. I can deal with blackmail. I can deal with her tempting me to sin (by trying to get me to support something evil) because I see through her manipulations. However, I don't believe I can risk someone steering our clients into sin. As Christians, we are called to do ONLY good...That is our mission at LifeCare Center East, too. If I allow her to represent the center, I run the risk that harm will be done to our clients. For the sake of her soul, I must say something to her. She may or may not take it well. She may not want to hear the truth. So be it. I still must remind her, as gently as possible, what the truth is regarding this matter. It will be challenging. It won't be fun. However, for the sake of souls (hers, mine and our clients), I must do it. Pray for me; pray for this person.
I do wonder where she'll find a pro-life organization within which the people think abstinence isn't the best thing to teach. I, myself, don't know of any. Anything other than abstinence before marriage and sex within marriage only is not life-giving or pro-life.
Monday, May 10, 2010
number one goal: to be a saint
In the latest issue of the local Catholic paper, several graduating seniors from high school were interviewed. They all gave thoughtful answers to the questions they were asked. One who stood out, though, was Andrew. Here is one question he was asked: "What are the top three things that you hope to accomplish in your life?" His answer: "The number one thing I would like to accomplish in my life is to become a saint. I think that encompasses everything I would like to achieve in my life." This was a perfect response!
In the Baltimore Catechism: "Why did God make you? A. God made me to know Him, to love Him, and to serve Him in this world, and to be happy with Him forever in the next." What I have figured out is the only way to be happy with Him forever is to become a saint. Andrew was addressing our purpose here on earth: to become a saint. Knowing what I know of his family and him, he wasn't just saying this because it sounded good. I believe he said this because he really is working on his sainthood.
Young people like Andrew give me great hope for the future of humanity. When I think back on my life, I know that I didn't think about sainthood for a large part of my life. I thought about doing good and trying to be happy in this life. I never exactly abandoned my faith but I chose to ignore aspects of it now and again. The saddest part for me today is realizing that, when I raised my children, I wasn't focused on sainthood...theirs or mine or their father's. I wanted them to be kind, independent, loving, happy adults--all fine but secular values. If I could only go back and do it again, I would tell them the only goal worth anything in this life is to become a saint. Sainthood encompasses all that Jesus asked of us: to love God above all others and to love one another. In Mark 12:30-31, Jesus said: "You shall love the Lord your God with all your heart, with all your soul, with all your mind, and with all your strength. The second is this: 'You shall love your neighbor as yourself.' There is no other commandment greater than these." I know without a doubt that, if we follow these commands, we would be saints.
The thing is we make it so complicated! Do we really put God above all else in our lives? Do we even know what true love is? Many times we confuse love with infatuation, a feeling or it has a sexual connotation to it. We must get back to the idea that love is the unselfish giving of ourselves for the good of the other person. It's an action word!
I pray for my children and their father everyday. I pray their choices in life will bring them closer to sainthood. I ask the saints and angels to pray with me for them. And, I thank God for giving this world people like Andrew, spiritual leaders in their own ways, people of faith who are witnesses to God's great love for each of us. All of us are very blessed to have such examples which to emulate.
Let us pray for each other's sainthood journey!
In the Baltimore Catechism: "Why did God make you? A. God made me to know Him, to love Him, and to serve Him in this world, and to be happy with Him forever in the next." What I have figured out is the only way to be happy with Him forever is to become a saint. Andrew was addressing our purpose here on earth: to become a saint. Knowing what I know of his family and him, he wasn't just saying this because it sounded good. I believe he said this because he really is working on his sainthood.
Young people like Andrew give me great hope for the future of humanity. When I think back on my life, I know that I didn't think about sainthood for a large part of my life. I thought about doing good and trying to be happy in this life. I never exactly abandoned my faith but I chose to ignore aspects of it now and again. The saddest part for me today is realizing that, when I raised my children, I wasn't focused on sainthood...theirs or mine or their father's. I wanted them to be kind, independent, loving, happy adults--all fine but secular values. If I could only go back and do it again, I would tell them the only goal worth anything in this life is to become a saint. Sainthood encompasses all that Jesus asked of us: to love God above all others and to love one another. In Mark 12:30-31, Jesus said: "You shall love the Lord your God with all your heart, with all your soul, with all your mind, and with all your strength. The second is this: 'You shall love your neighbor as yourself.' There is no other commandment greater than these." I know without a doubt that, if we follow these commands, we would be saints.
The thing is we make it so complicated! Do we really put God above all else in our lives? Do we even know what true love is? Many times we confuse love with infatuation, a feeling or it has a sexual connotation to it. We must get back to the idea that love is the unselfish giving of ourselves for the good of the other person. It's an action word!
I pray for my children and their father everyday. I pray their choices in life will bring them closer to sainthood. I ask the saints and angels to pray with me for them. And, I thank God for giving this world people like Andrew, spiritual leaders in their own ways, people of faith who are witnesses to God's great love for each of us. All of us are very blessed to have such examples which to emulate.
Let us pray for each other's sainthood journey!
Tuesday, May 4, 2010
doing God's will
When I met with him, the bishop told me I must focus on what God is asking of me today, not 10 years from now. This advice has been resounding within me ever since. How does one figure out what God's will is? One way I know is to be still and listen to the voice within. Too, He will tell us in our meanderings through our day. Prayer is one of the most important ways to know what God wants. And, then, what about action? I know that doing good is God's will but what is doing good? Keeping the 10 Commandments? Helping someone out? How do we know, at every given moment in our lives, that we are doing good? Brother Paul exhorted me to "just do good". That's another heavy idea! If we just do good, no matter how small, we will accomplish great things in the world. I think the bottom line is love: love God, love one another. So, if we can define true love, we will know God's will and we will do good. I always want to do good, don't you?
Today I had an opportunity to be interviewed on Relevant Radio, a Catholic radio station, about our work at the life care centers. Here is the link, if you'd like to hear it: http://www.relevantradio.com/Page.aspx?pid=1232
It was a great honor for me to do this. Any time I can help get the word out that women do NOT have to feel they must have abortions but can have hope in life, I will do it.
When I wake up in the morning, I never know exactly what lies ahead for that day, in terms of what I will be asked by God to do. It's always interesting and usually quite exciting!
Today I had an opportunity to be interviewed on Relevant Radio, a Catholic radio station, about our work at the life care centers. Here is the link, if you'd like to hear it: http://www.relevantradio.com/Page.aspx?pid=1232
It was a great honor for me to do this. Any time I can help get the word out that women do NOT have to feel they must have abortions but can have hope in life, I will do it.
When I wake up in the morning, I never know exactly what lies ahead for that day, in terms of what I will be asked by God to do. It's always interesting and usually quite exciting!
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