My heart has been heavy for a while now. Trying to be a Catholic Mommy blogger is not an easy feat, especially when I feel like a poser.
Confessions of this Catholic Mommy blogger:
~I don’t make my son pray before meals! I once listened to a segment of “The Catholic Guy, Lino Rulli” on SiriuxXM radio; he had his mom guest-host, and they discussed how she had never enforced the prayer before meals. I think this segment aired before my son was born, and I was comforted by their discussion. If she could raise a faithful son, and they didn’t pray before every meal, then there would be hope for this fledgling Catholic mama. As such, my son doesn’t know the “Bless Us, Oh Lord,” prayer, and I am okay with that.
~I don’t make my son pray every night before bed! Quite frankly, we got into one too many power struggles, where he was prompted to say his prayers, and he would flat-out refuse. I don’t want him to hate prayer time, and I don’t want to engage in that battle. I give him the choice of whether or not he wants to say his prayers and talk to God, and if he refuses, I move on. He may, or may not, be present when I even say my own prayers. My son knows the Sign of the Cross and the Guardian Angel prayer, but doesn’t know his Hail Mary or Lord’s Prayer, and I am okay with that.
~We don’t do “liturgical living” too well. Two days ago, I found out yesterday was the celebration of Mary’s birthday. Even though I have a Liturgical Living calendar, which is beautiful and designed to assist me in living more liturgically, apparently I missed that memo. Because I found out so late, I didn’t plan anything special. I told my son it was Mary’s birthday, and then asked him if we should go celebrate at the chapel. He responded in the negative, so we didn’t go. And, I’m okay with that.
~Speaking of going to Mass outside of Sundays, I had someone recently recommend that I just tell my son we are going, and not give him an option. I couldn’t remember why I don’t “just do it,” while we were talking. Later in the evening, I remembered – the times that I just announce we are going, and he doesn’t want to go, he makes his displeasure known during Mass – to the disruption of everyone in the chapel. My attendance at Mass becomes more of a sacrifice. Instead of feeding myself spiritually – which, if I’m honest, is the reason I try to go for daily Mass – it becomes taxing. So, if he isn’t willing to attend, we don’t go. And, I’m okay with that.
So, how do I live a Catholic Christian lifestyle with my children?
~We go to church every. single. weekend. That is a non-negotiable, and unlike daily Mass, is something for the entire family. My son knows “on Sundays, we go to church”;
~We attend Sunday school/CCD/faith studies. Since child care is not currently provided for the adult faith study I am currently attending, he sits in the same room as us, and overhears the conversations we hold, and hears us pray either the Rosary or the Divine Mercy Chaplet. So, he is hearing those prayers;
~We have faith-related books, that get pulled out during difficult weeks – my particular favorite is Shine, which I previously blogged about;
~Sometimes, my children go with me to Adoration, to spend some time with the Lord. The last time we went, I took a dinosaur with me.
~Instead of the prayers with big words (of which I include the Lord’s Prayer), I try to emphasize saying thank you to God for the “good things in our day,” saying sorry for the wrongs we have done, and asking God for blessings. We don’t do this daily, but the offer is on the bedside more nights than not;
~We try to do random acts of kindness, during our day-to-day routines. We don’t usually have long, drawn-out conversations about why we do something; instead, I am emphasizing the importance of doing, hoping it will become second nature.
I have spent a not-inconsiderable amount of time talking with a close friend about this issue, so I am not looking for reassurances that I am doing okay.
Instead, I am hoping my words reach another Catholic mommy who is afraid they are failing in their mission of evangelizing to their children.
Our children are entrusted to us by the Lord. God gave them to us, and He trusts us to do right by them.
God allows us to each choose our own teaching methods to teach the curriculum!
I am tired of feeling like a poser.
Therefore, I am reclaiming my heavy heart!
I have faith that the little steps I take now will translate to big rewards for my children in the future.