Sr. Mary Garascia, C.P.P.S.

 Is a rose a flower? It is difficult to answer “yes” about this beauty, this representative of human love on Valentine’s Day and on coffin displays, this adornment of floats and race horses, whose petals are strewn before brides, whose fragrance is perhaps the world’s oldest perfume, this religious symbol and gift to Juan Diego. “Flower” is too simple a term. It doesn’t capture the rose-ness of roses!

Read more: We are “saved” in so many ways

By Sr. Mary Garascia, C.P.P.S.

 Our journey to holiness, to becoming gradually the Spirit-filled persons God intends, is shaped by our Catholic tradition. Among the ways that happens is through the liturgical year, which channels or directs the flow of our worship of God and our reflections on our relationship with God. 

Read more: A case for November as our liturgical pinnacle

By Sr. Mary Garascia, C.P.P.S.

 Is Communion in the hand a diabolical attack on the faith? Some high ranking leaders in the Universal Church have suggested this. Cardinal Robert Sarah, who heads the Vatican Congregation for Divine Worship, the Pope’s administrative department that monitors all things sacramental and liturgical, asks, “Why do we insist on receiving Communion standing and on the hand? Why this attitude of lack of submission to the signs of God?” He laments that this practice has weakened belief in the real presence of Christ in the Eucharist. 

Read more: The Real Presence: Christ is with us throughout Mass

By Sr. Mary Garascia

 At an Easter Vigil recently, I watched with amazement an infant girl, a pre-walker, perhaps six months old. She was in the first pew with a family receiving sacraments. During the entire three-hour service she did not cry or sleep or eat! She made faces with the closest young server, happily moved from lap to lap, watched everything, and smilingly interacted with everyone.

Read more: Silence allows us to contemplate our God

By Sr. Mary Garascia

 My friend almost fell into Sandra’s lap! We had boarded the subway in Washington D.C. during rush hour, and were reaching for poles by her seat, when the train started with a jerk. Sandra was a senior lady, tiny, with bright eyes fringed with gray brows. We started chatting, and the conversation quickly became pretty amazing and filled with the light of the Risen Christ. 

Read more: Encounter on D.C. subway offers Resurrection lessons

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