Greetings on this the Memorial of Saint Monica
Readings: Sir 26:1-4, 13-16; Ps 131:1bcde, 2, 3; Lk 7:11-17
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The power of the prayers of a Mom!
Moms, living and dead, keep praying!!!
Today, with Google searches, online shopping, text messages, tweets, and instant credit, we have little patience for things that take time. Likewise, we want instant answers to our prayers. Monica is a model of patience. Her long years of prayer, coupled with a strong, well-disciplined character, finally led to the conversion of her hot-tempered husband, her cantankerous mother-in-law and her brilliant but wayward son, Augustine.
Augustine is still acclaimed and condemned in our day. He is a prophet for today, trumpeting the need to scrap escapisms and stand face-to-face with personal responsibility and dignity.
A holy and decent woman adds grace upon grace; indeed, no price is worthy of her temperate soul.
Like the sun rising in the LORD’s heavens, the beauty of a virtuous wife is the radiance of her home.
In you, Lord, I have found my peace.
I am the light of the world, says the Lord; whoever follows me will have the light of life.
Jesus journeyed to a city called Nain,
and his disciples and a large crowd accompanied him.
As he drew near to the gate of the city,
a man who had died was being carried out, the only son of his mother, and she was a widow.
When the Lord saw her,
he was moved with pity for her and said to her, “Do not weep.”
He stepped forward and touched the coffin; at this the bearers halted,
and he said, “Young man, I tell you, arise!”
The dead man sat up and began to speak, and Jesus gave him to his mother.
Peace be with you,