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Wednesday, August 27, 2008

The Power of Prayer

So, things are coming along. I am having a few more good days, and I thank you all so much for your kind words and, especially your prayers, while I have been struggling a bit. And about that prayer, I am working on being more faithful in it, and am working on really giving myself over to it. I know it is powerful. I know it nurtures miracles. And, I know it works. And, it was proven to me more, yet again this week.

While the Dad Guy and I have been plotting all our next moves, I have just decided that God will let us know what to do next. And, He's been doing it. The Guy was going to start driving to New York on Friday (yes, this Friday) and send for me and The Babes when he had a place squared away. This didn't feel quite right in terms of timing, but alas this was our way to keep moving forward.

So, Tuesday morning I prayed my Nine Hail Marys Before Nine. I don't know if this is a broad Catholic tradition, but it certainly is at my house. My mom inquired if you had said yours or not every Tuesday. She was diligent in it, and I am sure she still is +. It is meant to bring good things. In any case, I said them (as I double-dipped for my three Hail Marys for safe travel), and knew God would show me what was next. In a strange turnaround of timing and blessings, we found out at 5 p.m. last night (mere hours later) that my sweet husband booked a national TV commercial (!) that we had essentially written off earlier in the day. This means that he will shoot the commercial NEXT week, and will head to NYC by plane after that. So, we get more money (HOORAY!) for the move and a little more time, which makes the timing feel so right now.

Then, my husband started talking about how blessed he's been in his career, particularly in the last year since we've had Little G. In fact, it's been especially fruitful during this calendar year. Then, I thought of my sweet, wonderful mom, working her magic and hearing my prayers since January. She always asked, "What do you need?" and now she's hearing and helping answer. Prayer is a truly powerful thing and God puts no distance between the spiritual and the earthly. We just have to ask. Thank you, God-- and thank you, Mom. I need you and there you are.

So, for my Mom, here is the Hail Mary, in case you are curious. Maybe you already know it. If you say Nine Hail Marys Before Nine on Tuesdays you will receive a special gift or blessing in the coming days. I assure you it works. Jesus' mom and mine have a lot in common and they are both truly faithful. So, in honor of them both:

Hail Mary, Full of Grace
The Lord is With Thee
Blessed Art Thou Among Women
And Blessed is the Fruit of Thy Womb

Holy Mary, Mother of God
Pray for Us Sinners Now
And at the Hour of Death

And, we always say three before we go on any trip. You can follow the three with this...

Our Lady Queen of the Highways and Skyways, Please See All of My Family and Loved Ones Safely to Their Destinations and Home Again This Day.

I don't know how many of you find prayer a big thing, but thanks to all of you for taking a ride on my theological journey.

3 Comments:

Blogger The Olson Trio said...

Thanks for the wonderful reminder about the power or prayer, Noreen. In our hectic and chaotic world, many of us forget to stop and take a moment for spiritual centering. And, yes, your dear mother is definitely listening and taking note of the prayers of her loved ones. You and the rest of her family and friends are always in her embrace - trust in that.

PS: Congrats on the commercial. How exciting!!!

8:32 AM  
Blogger tacomachickadee said...

Just in the last month my father (also a former Bellarmine grad then spent a couple years in seminary) has had much reason to comment that "Prayer works." Especially when you're praying for help, guidance, direction, clarity, healing, etc. ... and not just a new bicycle. ;)

It's amazing how the loved ones we miss so dearly still manage to be such driving forces in our lives.

I must now go find a tissue.

9:51 AM  
Blogger Abigail said...

I'm so sorry for your loss. It must hurt extra to loose your Mom just as you are starting to discover the joys of motherhood yourself. We never really know how much our mothers loved us, until we're in that position ourselves. I'll pray for you and your family.

12:46 PM  

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