Saturday, March 21, 2020 – Let’s be honest. The bus is on FIRE! Okay, not really, but we’re all feeling the pressure and stress. Grocery stores are near empty, people are panicked (or not panicked enough), businesses are closing, the world seems shut down, we feel out of control. It FEELS like the bus is Read More
Month: March 2020
Day 4 – Thoughts from Adoration
Friday, March 20, 2020 – We are blessed to still have Adoration at our parish. It’s different and weird being in a near empty church (10 person limit) with the closest person to you at least 20 feet away, but we still have this precious time with our Lord. It is terrifying to think this Read More
Day 3 – Saint Joseph, you Blessed Rascal!
Thursday, March 19, 2020 — Note to self: be more specific in your novena petitions! The Lord always responds to prayers. Not necessarily the way you want, but He always answers His children. I honestly never imagined the response that came. When I started my Saint Joseph novena oh so many days ago, I begged Read More
Day 2 – Christ’s Triumph Over the Darkness
We must find within us the desire to keep Christ alive in our homes, a renewed embrace of the Domestic Church.
Day 1 – This is how Saints are Forged
“Be who God meant you to be and you will set the world on fire.” ― St. Catherine of Siena Tuesday, March 17, 2020 — The Lord knew you before you were formed in the womb. He knew you from the moment of all creation, as He knows all His creatures. He put you in Read More
Day 0 – Holy Priests and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day
Today I sobbed uncontrollably for my Church, for my Priest, and for my fellow Catholics
Monday, March 16, 2020 —
Today I sobbed uncontrollably for my Church, for my Priest, and for my fellow Catholics.
Today I also flew into a rage, said some things I shouldn’t, and cursed a little. Those who know me are taking a sharp breath in and saying, “Oh snap! Mrs. Flusche cursed!? The snickerdoodles just hit the fan!”
Deep down I knew **this** was coming, but it didn’t make the pain and anger any less. I felt it deep in my soul after Mass on Sunday; the last public Mass I was able to attend. I was profoundly sad knowing that was my last reception of the Blessed Sacrament—the Body, Blood, Soul, and Divinity of our Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ.
Yes, our Bishop, along with many around the world, have suspended public Masses.
It was agonizing getting news piecemeal and not having a coherent message. We scrambled, along with our fellow Catholics, trying to share what little information we had on what was (or was not) happening. We panicked and we cried. We screamed and we prayed.
In all of this, I learned how gracious and holy our Pastor is, and I am eternally grateful for him and his vocation. As much as I cried and screamed, I cannot imagine what he and his fellow Priests are going through. I cannot imagine how sore and bruised their knees must be from praying, nor can I ever understand how heart-wrenching it must be to hear our pain, anger, complaints, etc. in all of this.
And so, with the help of my beloved husband, Andrew, I calmed my inner storm, dried my tears, blew my blubbering, snotty nose a few dozen times, and recited the Litany of Saint Joseph for our Priest. We prayed for his perseverance and protection. And then, we emailed him and asked what he needed from us to get through this. Today was day 0. It was a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day, but we push on. We persevere and we get down on our knees and pray. And, we thank the Lord for our holy Priests.
Saint John Vianney, patron of priests, pray for us!
