Hayley

I see people all the time wearing Rosaries around thier neck like it some kind of jewelry. It really bothers me when most of the people dont even know what you are actually supposed to do with a Rosary. My mom asked one of her students one time why he wore that around his neck. His answer was I dont know, I like it. She said do you know what to do with it. He said no! He was wearing it as jewelry. check out this awesome post from a Fr. J I found.

http://www.lifeteen.com/default.aspx?PageID=FJQADETAIL&__DocumentID=164081

Deacon Max has passed away. He had a stroke earlier this week and just never recovered. He will be missed! Please pray for his family and the repose of his soul!

His visitation will be on Sunday from 5:00 to 7pm
His funeral will be on Monday at 2:00pm

Let me know if you have any questions!

When I went to Steubenville a little over a week ago the theme was witness. We talked all weekend about being a witness for Christ. I know that my family always manages to say grace at least before dinner when we are at home. It is an very different story when we are out. We almost never say grace when we are at a public restaurent or a friends house. I honestly don’t understand why this is. Is it that we are ashamed to profess our faith in front of people or because it’s not ordinary to see this and we just want to fit in? I didn’t really think anything of it before Steubie. When I stood up and said I was going to be a witness thats when I thought it was a big deal. I figured out that I was the one that was going to have to stand up and say why it was important to say grace before every meal. I have decided to always be a witness for Christ not just in the comfort of my home! I challenge you to do the same!

Oh my gosh Steubenville was the most amazing thing I have ever been to. It was all about loving our God as a Catholic and being a witness to that. There were many talks and many songs. I do have to admit that I cried in some of the songs and talks but the thing that got me so worked up was the Eucharist. When Jesus came out I just stared in awe at Him for at least 30 minutes to an hour. At first I did not think I was doing something right. Everyone around me was crying and crying out to Him. And all I could do was just sit there. When the priest began to take Jesus back, It all went out the window. My blankly staring began to be a sob. When He was gone I still sobbed and sobbed some more. I really didn’t understand why I was crying. I asked one of my youth leaders about this and he said that he has been going to adoration for years and still doesn’t understand why he cries. I don’t think we will ever know why but I think it matters more that we at least know who we are sobbing for.

MOLLY!

I just have to say I can’t wait to go to Steubenville, MO. It is a youth group retreat with about 2,000 other teens. I will be back on Monday to let you know how AWESOME is was.