I spent the weekend with some extraordinary women at the first EVER national WINE: Women In the New Evangelization conference in Pennsylvania. The day was filled with music, liturgy, speakers, and of course, a diverse group of women. The conference was held at the National Shrine of Our Lady of Czestachowa. Beautiful.
So here’s what I learned:
I aspire to a life of virtue. I want to be holy.
I know what I need to do; the problem is that I don’t always act on what I know.
Most of the time I operate in fits and starts. I buy a new moisturizer that promises the fountain of youth, and I use it for three days and remember to use it again when I take a too-close selfie.
A great swell of enthusiasm takes me to daily Mass several days in a row, only to sleep in on the fifth day and miss the goal of going all week. I lose track of a novena somewhere along the fourth or fifth day. My mind wanders to a to-do list during a homily.
I often think there’s no way I could possibly tackle the Works of Mercy if I can’t even get through a homily. And no, it isn’t the priest’s fault (most of the time).
A recent visit with a dear friend blessed me with some great conversations about a number of things, including our pursuit of virtuous lives. We came to the conclusion that we need to work at it, need to approach it with love, and need to take baby steps for successes. We need to move with our hearts: charity for others, and for ourselves, too.
We came to that conclusion pretty easily. I mean, that when we got to the conclusion, it felt right. And then I remembered this:
That’s my friend in the video — and I wrote the script. LOL, no wonder we came to such a brilliant conclusion.
Every morning I wash my face, moisturize, and put on my halo-in-training nice and straight. It usually slips by the time I get to the kitchen for coffee if the dog is underfoot and I step on him. I say my prayers and spend a little time journaling. It often leads me to do a little reading about the saints.
I read a lot and write a lot, kind of like Flannery O’Connor — to figure out what I think. So why do I write so much about the saints? Because sometimes I see a little bit of myself in them, the struggles they have, and their yearning for Christ. I really do want to be holy.
And why do I keep moisturizing if the crow’s feet have sprouted into yards?
The simple answer is hope. I hope I can keep the dry spots and blemishes at bay.
I hope I grow in virtue. I put my hope in the Lord. In my salvation. In my ability to get better each day, even if it’s just keeping the halo on straight through that first cup of coffee.
Know what helps? Frequent reception of the sacraments — go to Mass. Go to Confession. Rinse. Repeat.
And moisturize!
Listen to Jennifer’s insights on Adventures in Imperfect Living
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And tell me, do you think the Super Girl on the cover of my book looks like Jennifer’s Super Girl in the video?
It’s the feast of the Nativity of the Blessed Virgin Mary. As Cuban-Americans, on this day we celebrate the patroness of Cuba, Our Lady of Charity.
It’s rough to be so far away from family and friends today. Instead of celebrating, though, they are packing up in the face of an impending hurricane, Irma.
This, on the heels of the devastation in Texas and the Gulf coast.
For the first time that I know of, Miami receives a dispensation for not attending Mass this Sunday. In fact, all Masses are cancelled. Wow.
Pray for those in the path of Irma. I put my trust in Jesus, and Cachita, who once upon a time, stilled those waters.
