Daily Archives: February 1, 2010

Lent is coming; bring the desert to your daily drive

Many of the prayers and devotions on Hide Me In Your Wounds, particularly the Byzantine daily prayers, St. Bridget devotions and the Litany of the Saints, are fantastic for Lenten penance and meditating on the Passion. Order today and get your copy by Ash Wednesday (Feb. 14), or else download a copy today!

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Pray with me: Novena to St. Blaise, Day 6

Praying for the intercession of St. Blaise for Allie, and my neck, and all physicians, particularly Allie’s pediatrician Dr. Albert and ophthalmologist Dr. Wilson and my brother Joe:

Novena to St. Blaise

Almighty and Eternal God! With lively faith and reverently worshiping Thy Divine Majesty, I prostrate myself before Thee and invoke with filial trust Thy supreme bounty and mercy. Illumine the darkness of my intellect with a ray of Thy heavenly light and inflame my heart with the fire of Thy divine love, that I may contemplate the great virtues and merits of the saint in whose honor I make this novena, and following his example imitate, like him, the life of Thy divine Son.

Moreover, I beseech Thee to grant graciously, through the merits and intercession of this powerful Helper, the petition which through him I humbly place before Thee, devoutly saving, “Thy will be done on earth as it is in heaven.” Vouchsafe graciously to hear it, if it redounds to Thy greater glory and to the salvation of my soul. Amen.

Prayer in honor of St. Blaise
O GOD, deliver us through the intercession of Thy holy bishop and martyr Blase, from all evil of soul and body, especially from all ills of the throat; and grant us the grace to make a good confession in the confident hope of obtaining Thy pardon, and ever to praise with worthy lips Thy most holy name. Through Christ our Lord. Amen.

Invocation of St. Blaise
St. BLASE, gracious benefactor of mankind and faithful servant of God, who for the love of our Savior did suffer so many tortures with patience and resignation; I invoke thy powerful intercession. Preserve me from all evils of soul and body. Because of thy great merits God endowed thee with the special grace to help those that suffer from ills of the throat; relieve and preserve me from them, so that I may always be able to fulfill my duties, and with the aid of God’s grace perform good works. I invoke thy help as special physician of souls, that I may confess my sins sincerely in the holy sacrament of Penance and obtain their forgiveness. I recommend to thy merciful intercession also those who unfortunately concealed a sin in confession. Obtain for them the grace to accuse themselves sincerely and contritely of the sin they concealed, of the sacrilegious confessions and communions they made, and of all the sins they committed since then, so that they may receive pardon, the grace of God, and the remission of the eternal punishment. Amen.

Prayer

My LORD and my God! I offer up to Thee my petition in union with the bitter passion and death of Jesus Christ, Thy Son, together with the merits of His immaculate and blessed Mother, Mary ever virgin, and of all the saints, particularly with those of the holy Helper in whose honor I make this novena.

Look down upon me, merciful Lord! Grant me Thy grace and Thy love, and graciously hear my prayer. Amen.

Singing His Praises

Had Clare, Allie and Gigi all under my supervision at Mass. Granted ,we got there just at the beginning of the homily and left after Communion (when you’re a cripple, you either go to COmmunion first and leave first, or you go last and leave last). Had Clare and Gigi in my lap, sitting there the whole time, or at least until Allie, during the Great Doxology, got up from the pew and asked, “Where’s Mommy?” Which incited Gianna to climb out of my lap and Clara to start asking if she could get down.
During the liturgy of the Eucharist, Clara was being a little Charismatic, raising her hands in the air and muttering prayerfully. Not liturgically correct, but pretty devout for a two year old.

All of them were great, for the most part, and that was a blessing.

I didn’t get out of bed till about 2:30 because, when Mary tried to wake me up at 12:30, I actually felt pain-free. Not “high on Vicodin” pain free. Just pain free. Equilibrium, as I call it. My blood pressure seemed just right–not too high and not too low. No palpitations or flutters, no chest pain, no “empty chest” feeling, just a soft, rhythmic heartbeat. No headache of any sort. No numbness. No back pain. No knee, shoulder or hip pain (usually, a long night’s sleep will result in the cardiovascular pain being gone but the musculoskeletal pain maxing out). Everything just felt good, relaxed, and I didn’t want that precious, once every two years or so feeling to go away.

So I laid in bed for an extra two hours, dozing, or just listening to my family. Of course, as soon as I did move my head significantly, it started throbbing. Eventually, the family did come in the room, and Josef started jumping on the bed, resulting in aches all over my body. But I took what I could get, and I’m grateful for those two hours of bliss, realizing, of course, that such good times usually end up being the calm before a storm.

My parents came to town and we spent the evening at their hotel. Had a nice visit. Went swimming. Clara truly enjoyed the pool for the first time. “Wanna be a mermaid!” she said. So I said, “Then kick!” So she went around the pool in her innertube, kicking her legs, saying, “I’m a mermaid! Kick! Kick! Kick!”