This is a joyous Facebook post. For almost a month her sweet ten year old daughter was sick with some unknown and worrying illness, it took days for doctors to determine that her daughter had appendicitis. For her, her husband and son it was a terrifying time. A time when you need to reach out. Being the new Millennium means reaching out to friends, family and nieghbours through social media: Facebook. It was through Facebook a strong and faith-full community came and rallied around this family, filling them with prayers, support and love. Every day the community, (both virtual and physical), anxiously waited for updates. Every day prayers where posted, Masses offered, all with the knowledge that when two or more are, (virtually), gathered together there is God. The community stormed heaven with prayers of healing for the sweet girl sick in her hospital bed. Prayers for strength for mom and dad as they stay a prayerful vigil at the bedside of their little girl. Prayers for big brother so he will still feel warm support as mom and dad deal with little sister’s health support. Prayers for the doctors and nurses who worked to bring their sweet girl to full health.
Now, the prayerful mothering experience of a young mom who sought out God’s call for the best way to educate her lovely school aged son entering first grade. Here is her story of prayerfully discerning the best and most supportive way to educate her son. It is certainly not the typical first grade experience.
“We started off the year at a private school, which our son has attended for the 3 previous years for preschool and Kindergarten. Things did not go well. He was struggling both academically and socially. We pulled him out of school in the middle of the 2nd week. We decided to try homeschooling. Things have turned around into such a positive experience since our son has been homeschooling. He seems to have regained a love for learning (which he loathed learning in his former school). He read his first book! He was SO proud! I’m jealous his dad gets to be the one with him all day long, (I work 8-5, M-F) but I’ve been doing lessons on the weekends. It has been going really well and we think we may do this for more than one year now! We initially thought we’d hire a tutor to come to our home but after a few communications she stopped responding. We’ve been doing fine on our own, so I took that as a sign that we don’t need someone else to do it for us. I feel like this has been one of those “everything happens for a reason” experiences. Although it felt like hell getting here, I am so glad we ended up where we are now.”
Then there is this very important thread being discussed on a Facebook group focusing on Catholic Moms. A newly married woman, (who I am not sure is yet a mom, if she is than her children must be very young), posted about her experience of a recent Mass. She was upset with a Extraordinary Minister of the Eucharist who, for whatever reason, was not totally “there” when discharging her duty, but what caught my eye was her throw away statement of young girls; I read here that the girls who must have been preteen/teen agers, dressing immodestly for the celebration of the Baptism during that recent Mass. This struck me in the heart because it is a HUGE issue, one I have dealt with personally and professionally.
My reply to her posting was of a very personal experience of how a family member of ours was being talked about during a Mass, and what was being said was very hurtful. This thread had many members of the group posting replies to me in support and of their own mothering experience of their own troubled girls in their own family who were/are dealing with emotional-spiritual issues that they express their pain through their dress. This preteen/teen girls’ dress is more a call for help, love and support than derision and hurtful-loving help not understanding the moms feel such pain when they and their girls were judged instead of prayed for. One of the members posted perhaps the best understanding of the aspects of prayer: that our experiences can be transformed by God into wisdom for others and our self, she wrote: “And God uses us and struggle to help others.”
I posted this reply to this young woman’s Facebook timeline: “Look at this senior picture, really look at it. First off how many seniors would have their mothers in the picture, very few; so what does that say? It says that here is a daughter, (Kateri), who understands and values her relationship with her mother, who understands the sacrifice and work of her mother, and how that work, in all it’s aspects, shaped her into the woman she is becoming.
Secondly, look at Dawn’s face! She is beaming! As she should be!
Both Kateri and Dawn’s face just glow!”