The kids help dad unpack his first day back from Afghanistan a few weeks ago... How joyful and surprised they were when they answered the door to find their dad standing there! Daily mass and constant prayers were their routine in keeping their dad safe in the face of all the danger her faced on a daily basis there! His second day there a truck that he was almost in was blown up as it passed over a roadside bomb, and 6 of the 7 inside were killed! Maria and I were sitting in a Burger King in Manistique, Michigan to get internet so that she could see where the bombing had happened. I will never forget the look she gave me when she realized that it was where Joe had just been deployed. WE both were crying and praying at the same time, and within minutes she got a TEXT from Joe telling her that yes they were his men, but that he was safe! With the knowledge of how bad it truly was there... we started to pray constantly and to ask all to join us in keeping all those safe in harms' way!

Patrick certainly brought Joe home from Afghanistan much quicker than any of us expected it to happen - bringing together the Family was one of the powerful results of John's brain cancer too! I am not sure if Patrick's birth and "storm" called miraculous healing touching Hallel, while she continues to live in France with her Community of the Lamb, was somewhat responsible for little Sister Marie to ask her to come with her on a 3 week trip to the U.S. - Kansas City. It is not like her brother's cancer 3 years ago, but it is her sister and a nephew, that now thankfully she can meet and marvel at his health and healing! Sharing with a very close friend, who had a stillborn fullterm grandson in the last year... I was reminded that there are those that have experienced the horror of loss in similar circumstances, and although we want to shout from the rooftops that God is Good... there are those, who are suffering tremendously with the pain of losing their little ones. Nancy attends a Bible study with a NICU nurse, who at first lifted us up with telling us that the 20 minutes he had without oxygen was not unheard of, and that she has seen some come out of the cool cap absolutely normal. Then the following week she shared that she had just worked a 4 day stretch in which 2 babies came in for the cool caps after being deprived of oxygen and in that time they had to turn off the respirator on both of them! We must remember that there are those that are filled with grief and suffering that will walk with them for the rest of their lives! Faith that has been tested to this extreme is truly being tried by fire!

The Hallel Psalm used in mass today - Psalm 145
"The Lord lifts up all who are falling
and raises up all who are bowed down."
Yes, we experienced it in a very exteme way in the last month with our Patrick and bringing Joseph home safely and unharmed inside and out. But what about those who are dealing with the loss of their loved ones - whether it be a mother without her child or those families that have lost their family member? They are down for the count, and they are struggling with such intense grief! The pain I felt at the thought that I had watched Patrick die before my eyes in Maria's womb... was lessened to know that he had been resusitated, and was on a respirator, and the glimmer of hope that gave, and then to be able to baptize him, and watch all the tubes go in... but as Maria reminded me the next morning - "Mom, we both made it!" And now, looking back, I can see that the miracle proceeded to go on before us day by day! Yet, there are those that were hopeful, and had the opposite answer - "your baby is brain dead and we must not continue on"... These are the true sufferers, and the pain throbs, and torments, and tortures in ways I only got a brief taste of! How I pray for them, and ask that they too can be lifted up from the heavy weight of grief and loss that is bowing them down! I don't even want to entertain the least notion of how I would be walking through life right now - like a zombie - if I had lost one or the other back on October 9th! But there are many people all around us that are experiencing that exact PAIN, and what do we do about it? For me the first thing is PRAYER! I know that it sounds lame and weak, but I have discovered that it is REAL and POWERFUL! Yes, I have had losses over the years, and I would say that time and prayer/faith is the healer.

Lord, we are reminded that along with the joyful times in life there are those, who are filled with grief and pain. It takes away some of our celebration as we fall on our knees for them - our brothers and sisters in need! You are there for all of us, and may our prayers join with the army in heaven and earth to lift up all those who are in need of comfort. You are the most Merciful and all-loving and forgiving God! We can lay all our burdens at your feet and find peace within your arms. You lift us up when we are weak and carry us forth down the narrow path to LIFE and LOVE carrying our Most Cherished Cross! There is no worry that we will go astray as you are saving us from the wolf and the brambles there to catch us and destroy us... we are in your loving and forgiving arms! May we leave all false pride and desire for our own needs behind and give our all to YOU! We are nothing without you and the PAIN is too much for us to bear on our own! We need you and cannot make it alone. Jesus, the gate is narrow ahead, but you are the one set of footprints in the sand at this difficult time in our lives. Jesus, it is in the times of weakness and pain that we turn to YOU... the great physician! Heal us, and fill us with the same compassion and mercy which you show us whenever we turn to YOU! Jesus, we trust in you. Amen and Halleluia

Bless-bless, Barb
The Fifth Station:
Simon Helps Jesus Carry His Cross - Mother Angelica's reflections on the stations of the Cross -
http://www.ewtn.com/devotionals/stations/stat5.htm
"My Jesus, Your tormentors enlisted a Simon of Cyrene to help You carry Your cross. Your humility is beyond my comprehension. Your power upheld the whole universe and yet You permit one of Your creatures to help You carry a cross. I imagine Simon was reluctant to take part in Your shame. He had no idea that all who watched and jeered at him would pass into oblivion while his name would go down in history and eternity as the one who helped his God in need. Is it not so with me, dear Jesus? Even when I reluctantly carry my cross as Simon did, it benefits my soul.
If I keep my eyes on You and watch how You suffered, I will be able to bear my cross with greater fortitude. Were you trying to tell all those who suffer from prejudice to have courage? Was Simon a symbol of all those who are hated because of race, color and creed?
Simon wondered as he took those beams upon his shoulders, why he was chosen for such a heavy burden and now he knows. Help me Jesus, to trust your loving Providence as you permit suffering to weave itself in and out of my life. Make me understand that You looked at it and held it fondly before You passed it on to me. You watch me and give me strength just as You did Simon. When I enter Your Kingdom, I shall know as he knows, what marvels Your Cross has wrought in my soul.
Amen"
Thank you, Lord, may we remember to help others in need!