The Saint That Is Just Me – Danielle Rose

Please don’t scroll past this video.  Whatever you’re doing, I’m begging you to take the time to listen to this song and remember that you are a unique, handsewn, handpicked creation of God, who makes no mistakes.  Stop trying to … Continue reading

Hail Holy Queen – Danielle Rose

I didn’t really know the prayer until I heard this beautiful rendition of the Hail Holy Queen set to music. I think the words that hit me the most are the very ending:

“…that we may be made worthy of the promises of Christ.”

In the depths of my heart, I think that might be my biggest struggle. I don’t really feel worthy of Christ’s love, often, even though I know that His love is undeserved and unconditional. I think Mary understands this pain.

Honestly, I have some trouble with Marian devotion. I’m trying to pray to her more and come to love her as my Holy Mother. Any advice on growing a bond with Mother Mary?

“To Be Alone with You” – Sufjan Stevens

I’ve been lazy lately, I guess. I’ve been posting songs rather than actual blog posts, but maybe these songs can say more than I can. This one in particular is really beautiful, a song I just discovered recently on accident. In the indie folk genre, you’re, of course, bound to find plenty of religious cynicism and anti-Christian sentiment, but Sufjan Stevens is clearly the exception. A devout Christian, he lets his faith inspire much of his songwriting.

So, listen to this, it’s beautiful. The lyrics are simple and honest.

The Saint That Is Just Me – Danielle Rose

Hey, guys! Happy Friday! Sorry, I know I haven’t posted much recently. Busy.

Anyway, not sure if you guys know who Danielle Rose is, but maybe it’ll ring a bell if I tell you she’s the one who sang “Crown of Thorns” (which she wrote) at the Verizon Center pep rally for the 2011 March for Life. I’ve seen her twice, and I really like her.

This song is called “The Saint That Is Just Me.” I think we can all relate to that feeling that we want to do something BIG to prove our faith to God, ourselves and those around us. We look at the saints and see these great acts, these brutal martyrdoms, and we begin to think that if we want to be true followers of Christ, we have to follow suit.

My patron saint is St. Maria Goretti. Her story is beautiful and very famous in the Catholic world. An eleven-year-old girl is stabbed fourteen times in the stomach and chest defending her purity AND the purity of her would-be rapist. As she lies dying in the hospital, she tells the priest that she forgives her murderer and wants him to be with her in heaven. How incredible. The problem is, for a while, I actually prayed for martyrdom. I prayed that God would let me show my love for Him through some dramatic act of witness.

Then I listened to this song, and the lyrics really opened something inside of me:
“If it weren’t for all my sins and wounds and weakness, then You wouldn’t have married me upon the Cross.”

You guys, God isn’t asking me to be St. Maria Goretti or Agnes or Lucy or any other. He’s asking me to be Katy, and right now, I don’t fully know what that entails. I just have to trust God, swallow my pride, let go of the desire for my own personal glory, and accept that God’s calling me to serve Him in my own unique way.

I’m going to close with a simple but powerful quote from Mother Teresa:
“Not all of us can do great things. But we can do small things with great love.”

Tears of the Saints

Sorry, I haven’t been posting much lately. I have half a dozen saved drafts, but I guess I haven’t had the time to really write. Anyway, today during Morality, our campus minister gave a beautiful, inspiring presentation on service.

She ended with this video. The song playing is “Tears of the Saints” by Leeland, and it’s great. The clips in this video just reminded me what it means to be a true disciple of Christ, light to a world in darkness. If you’re struggling to remember your greater purpose, I think this will help. ♥

Cardboard Testimonies

We do this at my parish’s Confirmation retreat, and it’s one of the most powerful experiences I’ve ever known. I did it last year as a peer, and it was so overwhelmingly beautiful.

The front of my piece of cardboard said:

“I hated myself. Felt worthless and didn’t want to live.”

When I flipped it over, it read:

“He told me I was worth dying for.”