|This is sadly from a year and a half ago...It looks like a different room now. And not in a good way. except there are curtains now.|
I was lying in bed last night, peacefully, with Gianna trying to comfortably sleep on top of my neck and Davy inching her way into every last bit of personal space I had left and I was thinking about the letter I, like I do often while lying in bed. I feel like there could be a Sesame Street song about that.
Anyway. I had no good ideas for today and then I realized that today is a Holy Day for Catholicism lovers and the feast is the Immaculate Conception. Bingo.
pardon the catechesis spout...
Many Catholics mistakenly think today is about Jesus' Immaculate Conception. But it's not people. Plus. That would make His birthday sometime around August 30th.
Today is all about His momma. Jesus needed somewhere completely perfect to reside and be guided by sooo today is about her Immaculate Conception. taaa-daaa.
Maybe I should have truly made my home immaculate in honor of the Blessed Mother today.
I guess there is still time. or I could just let it be.
PS. Davy told us at breakfast that
PPS. Since this post is about Immaculate things. I should also mention a phenomenal book that all should read written by Immaculee Ilibagiza. It has been likened to an Anne Frank version of the Rwanda genocide. It is her personal story of survival and it is profound. It is called Left to Tell. And if you are a Catholicism lover you should also read this new book of hers about the Blessed Mother called Our Lady of Kibeho.