Contrariwise

[Note: I was working on this ages ago and just never posted it, so I just want to get it out of my drafts queue.]

In Carnival 118 at Postscripts from the Catholic Spitfire Grill, Fighting Irish Tom offered us an article from Catholic Exchange on “Running the Rosary.” I highly endorse this practice, but with walking instead of running. (I can’t run; my bad knees have been even worse since Holy Week.) Last week, when I put in a few extra days in the Honors office, I squeezed in my daily rosary by praying the first two or three mysteries on my walk across campus. My meditations aren’t as deep during rosary walks, but at least I offer God that sacrifice of thought-time.

For Carnival 117 at 50 Days After, Elena of My Domestic Church writes about the decision she faced over her daughter’s First Communion dress. I think my grandmother made mine. I remember being excited to wear the white veil. I think my First Communion photo session was the first time I saw my (now well-worn) rosary. I also remember feeling very uncomfortable in church that day. My family didn’t go to Mass then, but somehow my mom still understood that it was sacrament time for me. That is a reflection for another day.

Leticia at Cause of Our Joy describes a town without children. Seriously! I can’t imagine such a backwards place.