On Silence, St. Michael the Archangel and Faith

As you may have noticed, I haven’t been writing much this week. Or maybe you noticed that I didn’t read much. I have reasons. I finally got checked out and have been diagnosed with costochondritis. Relax peeps. It’s just inflammation of the cartilage between the ribs. Of course, this is right over my heart so there was some initial concern. The stress experienced at work along with some exercise that I’d just started, created the perfect storm for this. So a couple of EKGs, a heart monitor, bloodwork and some forced relaxation on my part, I should be ok. In the meantime, I wanted you to know why it’s been a little quiet here. I also wanted to be sure I thanked Em, Tiffany and S for their prayers during this crazy week.

So here’s what I think. The more that I pray, the more I get involved in the church and the more that I ask for the intercession of Mary and all the other saints (St. Monica, St. Joan of Arc and St. Maximilian Kolbe, I’m looking at you all), the more “stuff” happens. You know, to try and derail or otherwise dilute my focus. My answer to that? I pray the rosary more than once a day, break out my spiritual warfare prayers and I always, always smile and everyone I meet, or see, walk past and even ask for directions from. I may be the only Bible some people read and I want to be a good translation. Hence the image of St. Michael the Archangel this week. Do you pray his prayer after your rosary? I do. I feel like it tightens the lasso of protection and faith with an impenetrable knot around my heart and soul. That’s what the rosary is to me anyway, a lasso, and I whip that around me daily! So, say it with me:

st michael
St. Michael the Archangel, defend us in battle.
Be our defense against the wickedness and snares of the Devil.
May God rebuke him, we humbly pray,
and do thou,
O Prince of the heavenly hosts,
by the power of God,
thrust into hell Satan,
and all the evil spirits,
who prowl about the world
seeking the ruin of souls.

This weekend, I will be speaking to my parish at 10AM mass, inviting them to RCIA where I will be intercessory prayer coordinator and general social butterfly. Keeping things with an element of funny for sure. In the meantime, here’s a preview for my fav peeps (that’s you). Sorry it’s old hat to you, Tiffany and S. I sent it to them to read and edit. Now, S, as always, noted that I should change all the Him’s to God because people in the pews can’t tell the difference between a small h and a big H. And there is a HUGE difference as we know. This is my second year doing this kind of talk. Here’s my first one.

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Good morning. I would like to thank you for this opportunity to speak with you and share another part of my faith journey. I say “part” because I feel the more I learn, the easier it is to see the journey that led me to Christ.

I would like you to meet a young girl. This girl, about 10 years old was very precocious and curious. If she wanted to learn something she would do it on her own. She lived with her mother and two brothers. Her mother was not religious but baptized her in the Catholic church as a baby. She had this flicker of faith and God’s grace through baptism when she decided to find God. She dressed up every Sunday morning in white. White lace skirt, white blouse, white pantyhose and shoes. Every weekend. Why white? She felt He wanted her in white. She went to every faith denomination by herself mostly, but sometimes with a friend of that church. You see, This little girl had an alcoholic father who wasn’t around much. True to her do-it-yourself nature, she went to find a father who wanted her as much as she needed one. That need, that hunger to find one, a father, the Father was what kept her going week to week. This went on for a while and she received no encouragement from her mother, no scorn, or withholding – just…nothing. Which sometimes, is worse. Isn’t it? She stopped looking for lack of encouragement, but she held on to that little flicker of faith. She held it close to her heart. Quiet and close. She didn’t know when it would rise up into a great flame, but she protected it as she grew older, in college and as a woman, now, married and with children of her own. That woman came into the Faith on Easter Vigil 2012 and has never felt more loved. 

You’ve probably guessed by now that that little girl was me. I always wondered if I’d held on just one more weekend, one more Sunday, I would have found the Catholic Church. Him. Don’t let another Sunday pass you by. Don’t wonder. Don’t let someone miss out on the beauty of the faith for lack of encouragement from you. As Catholic Christians we are called to share our faith. That means mustering up some courage and asking those who have fallen away from the faith, those who were never baptized, those who have questions or those who want a deeper understanding of the faith, those seeking full communion in the faith, or even someone like me who did not receive all their sacraments. I think I’ve covered everyone and anyone in that list.

We, I, strongly encourage you to “Come and See”. Pray. Pray and then invite your spouse, friend, neighbor, parent or family member. They will thank you.

I always say, if people knew what we had here, knew what we get to receive, Him, body and blood, we’d be a packed house every day!

I will be helping out this year and am looking forward to this beautiful pilgrimage with faith seekers and future brothers and sisters starting Monday night, September 9th at 7pm in the multi purpose room at St. Joe’s school.

God Bless You and thank you for being such a wonderful family to me.

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Pray that people respond to it so positively that we are welcoming droves into the Catholic Church for Easter Vigil 2014!


13 thoughts on “On Silence, St. Michael the Archangel and Faith

  1. intercessory prayer coordinator = I LOVE THIS. And yes, I do pray a St. Michael prayer when I end a rosary. 🙂 It does really feel like a prayer that encompasses those spiritual warfare passages from Ephesians.


    1. Sista from anutha mista! You’re the second one I’ve found in the blogosphere. Mrs. Em is the first. Missing her! She’s busy – first week of school.


  2. St. Mike is the best. I pray his prayer before I go to sleep, end a rosary or end a mass. He is beautiful. Love your talk! I’ll be praying that you get lots of help and lots of response 🙂


    1. Perfect, perfect.I will report back here, for sure on Monday with how it all went, of course. I have the best blog-community a woman could ask for! I hope you have a wonderful weekend. +xo


  3. This is such a powerful piece of writing Cristina. I am in awe of you talent to tell a story, your story, so honestly. You live the Gospel in so many beautiful ways! And to remind us of who we are so graced to receive–Him, our Lord in His amazing and miraculous Body of Christ here in our catholic church is wonderful. Thank you for another great post. So glad you are on the mend…prayers your way…God Bless.


    1. Thank you, lovely Ms. Cynthia. I actually thought of this – well the Holy Spirit was able to get a word in when I was at my most unconscious – 4AM Tuesday! It literally woke me up. Just how to tell this story. How to rope the listener into just where they need to be led. Jesus, Body and Blood.

      The words always come that way and I don’t bother getting up anymore to write it because I cant scribble fast enough. I also know I will interrupt the message being told. Then, when there’s silence, I write.

      Last year, it happened when I was in the shower the day of. I remember telling myself, WAAAAIT! And ran in a towel to an opened piece of mail and wrote on the torn envelope. I had to change up the approach to what I’d already wrote.

      I am so glad you liked it and thank you, as always for the prayers. I will also be doing a talk on Sacred Scripture in early October and another on Mary (including singing the Ave Maria) which I will of course share here with all of you.

      God Bless You!


  4. Cool! I always end my rosary with the “Battlefield Prayer”, as I like to call it 😉 I thought it was odd because people usually close the rosary with a Marian prayer, such as Salve Regina. But I feel that I need St. Michael, especially because I once dabbled in the occult, so this prayer adds more protection against that and other vices. I’m happy that I’m not alone 🙂


  5. I will now try adding that to my Rosary. Sorry about the medical problem. I had chest pain and they kept going oh its your heart, but found nothing. Went to a specialist and its nerves & my spine.


    1. Eek! I pray you’re ok! Spinal stuff is nothing to play with. A couple of years back I had to get two cysts the size of my palm removed from either side of my spine. I’m great now. But what a road to get that diagnosed and removed!

      Praying for you,


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