Praying for the woman I’ll be in 5+yrs I hope she’s happy, and loved, living life unapologetically, doing what she loves.

I wish as a younger, baby Catholic I wouldn’t have been sold that massive amounts of children =holiest woman. In my parish women with 7+ were always treated as the go-to for advice on being a holy wife, mother, person. It was like the Catholic community as a whole used children as a unit of measurement of visible holiness. This made me feel a lot of unnecessary guilt about not being physically (let alone mentally) capable of having more and more and more children. I wish Catholics who choose to TTA (try to avoid pregnancy) for grave reasons (especially invisable reasons like mental health) were rewarded or praised by the community as women with 10 children are. These couples need support as well, taking care of mental/physical health of your body which is a divine gift from God, the wellbeing of born children, and struggling to avoid by days of abstaining is holy family work too.

League of ‘Nations

Watercolor on Bristol Board

2018, 10"x 14"

Pink, Violet, and Lilac Carnations

Never doubt the power of prayer, no matter how large or small your request.

“The Lord is good to those who trust in Him, to the one who seeks Him” -Lamentations 3:25

God is good.

Candles mark a procession leaving Sainte-Anne-de-Beaupre in Quebec, 1971.Photograph by James L. Stanfield, National Geographic Creative

A stray dog in Bolivia joined a monastery and became a monk. The resident monks of St. Francis Monastery, named for the patron saint of animals, decided to adopt a dog they call ‘Friar Bigotón’ from the Cold Nose Project, which hopes the dog’s story will now inspire more monasteries to take in homeless pets. Source Source 2 Source 3

@sskullsandb0nes

AKJSDFKLSD THEY MADE HIM A MONK

Bigotón means giant mustache in Spanish FYI

Tree fox

There is no more time for me to only attend daily mass just when I feel like it, to veil sometime in the future when I feel confident enough. There is no more time to let my spiritual reading sit on my shelves, and my Liturgy of the Hours gather dust. There is no room for withholding discussing my faith in public “unless asked,” no carefully worded replies that won’t make me seem “too weird” by secular friends. Daily prayer cannot merely be little conversations with God throughout my day, when I feel compelled to. There is no more room to make my faith a “part” of my life, I must embody it with all of my being.

These are times where we must say “enough.” There is no room to dangle our feet in the secular world anymore, stand in the wings and see the Church as merely here to aid in our growth. The Church need the laity now more than ever, and recent events have made me more aware of just how much I personally have been taking the Church for granted. I have never felt this grim certainty and determination before - but perhaps this is God pulling good out of bad. 

Perhaps, as in times of war, this is where we stand up and be counted.

I can’t wait until we as a society wake up and acknowledge that pornography is a public health crisis. obviously it’s reductive to say that it is the cause of sexual violence but you’re lying to yourself if you honestly think it doesn’t exacerbate it and desensitize men and boys to extreme forms of misogyny. I’m sick of women being called paranoid bitches who hate sex or hate fun because we oppose a system that treats us like commodities for sale

Mice in Flowers

—

C.S. Lewis

(via

breanna-lynn

)

they were unkind to you. don’t let that make you unkind. 

“Do not be overcome by evil, but overcome evil with good.”

— ‭‭Romans‬ ‭12:21‬ ‭(NIV‬‬)