The Intermediate Steps

Editor’s Note: We lost Jane’s December reflection due to website issues — now resolved — but can enjoy once again reading about the inspiration for her story that appears in the Catholic Writers Guild’s first anthology, Pilgrim Tales. 

The Intermediate Steps

How do you send an angel on a pilgrimage?

That was my first thought on reading the subject of the Catholic Writers Guild anthology, and no answer presented itself. I love writing about angels (ten of my books feature angels as main characters) and I would have jumped at the chance to write another one here.

Being pure spirits, angels are understood to move between Point A and Point B without traversing the intermediate space. You’re at 83rd and Park but want to see the ducks at Choate Pond Park? There you are. A friend calls for help? You’re immediately on hand. (Well, not “on hand” if you’re a pure spirit, but I’m human, and, well …)

A pilgrimage for an angel would go something like, “Well, I’m here. Cool.” I wasn’t getting five thousand words out of that.

An angel would, however, have to traverse the intermediate space if he were accompanying someone else who had to, though. So … a guardian angel of a human.

Even so, pilgrimages imply a spiritual journey as well as a physical journey. We accept that angels aren’t perfect (Job 4:18), and since God is mysterious and beyond even an angel’s comprehension, of course an angel would always be delighted to learn more about Him. For a creature who’s existed for thousands of years, though, conditions would have to be extreme to reveal a new aspect of God, or to draw him closer to God in a way he’d never needed to before.

And that’s why I sent my angel to Purgatory.

“Way Stations” begins with a guardian who’s still shaken by his charge’s last hours and the stress of her judgment. She’s saved, but she’s in Purgatory. She’s also “secluded,” meaning she can’t sense her own guardian. The Purgatory angels assure him she’s safe, and he can leave, but he refuses. He’s not leaving her side until she enters Heaven.

Purgatory is a wasteland, and his charge starts walking.

The angel, who up until now was secure in his identity and his job and his work, walks with her. For the first time, he feels useless and stalled out, and it’s in that position that he sees how his charge’s soul begins to respond to the Holy Spirit. It’s not easy.

I say, “But I’m not the one in Purgatory.”

“Look around.” The other angel snickers. “Traveling? Struggling? You most definitely are in Purgatory.”

Of course an angel would never sin, nor want to sin, but I suspect it’s possible to get “stuck” in one way of relating to God. Everything can be “good enough.” Except God isn’t interested in “good enough.” He wants all of us, and sometimes, that may mean taking a journey you never intended, through all the intermediate steps — even for an angel.

© Copyright 2025 by Jane Lebak

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Review of The Miracle Book by Anthony DeStefano

We all need a miracle at some point. In the “season of miracles” here is some guidance
on asking for one.

“What matters is that you desire something badly. And
this time it’s serious. This time you mean business. This
time you need supernatural assistance, and you need it
now.” – (DeStefano 2025, 2)

We often hear Christmas described as the “season of miracles,” and it is. The birth of our Savior was the greatest miracle in history until His Resurrection. The Holy Family’s survival from threats, obstacles, and dangers at the time of His birth was guided only by angels and the hand of God. But that’s not what the commercials refer to when a little girl opens a beautifully wrapped box to find the doll she’s begged for all year. It’s not the snow coming down on a perfectly decorated Victorian inn on Christmas Eve in the typical holiday Romcom. Miracles, like angels, have been sentimentalized and trivialized in popular culture and oftentimes, God is taken out of the whole scenario. It’s only appropriate to attempt to right that ship this time of year.

In his 2025 release, The Miracle Book: A Simple Guide to Asking for the Impossible (Sophia Institute Press), Anthony DeStefano tackles the topic. The author of 30 titles that address, among other subjects, getting to heaven, handling anxiety, and navigating Atheist thinking, he has also produced some of the most beautifully written and illustrated faith-centered children’s books on the market that, quite frankly, could be enjoyed at any age. Anyone who has read Mr. DeStefano’s books or listened to his interviews knows he states his case clearly.

He’s a no-nonsense kind of messenger.

In this book on asking God for a miracle, which is devoid of touchy-feeling sentimentality and superstition and filled with reason and spirituality, he looks the reader in the eye, takes him by the shoulder and sits him down to tell him what’s what. The author reckons that anyone reading his book needs something that is beyond their reach, and they are looking to God for some hefty help. He also assumes that, on some level, everyone believes in a miracle; it’s not a Catholic or Christian thing. Atheists and agnostics all need and ask for miracles at some point in their lives.

But what guidance can you realistically give about asking for something so abstract and supernatural? And so big. Surprisingly, some practical advice imparted in a highly pragmatic manner.

First, you need to understand what you are asking for – what is a miracle, what isn’t. The author offers three perceptions of a miracle. Understanding his perspective is the key to following Mr. DeStefano’s process. You can muster up all the faith and fervor within you, but God’s will may not be in line with your expectations. Still, he believes you can strengthen the possibility but understand, “… obtaining a miracle is both easy and difficult and that it involves a mysterious, divine paradox …” (DeStefano 2025, 4).

He returns to the concept of paradox throughout the book, tying it into the miracle premise. You must, however, put in the work and that involves being spiritually fit, for which Mr. DeStefano is your coach. Remember, he wants you to succeed because it’s not just about God giving you a miracle. It’s about the intimacy you and God ultimately share. It’s about Him knowing just what your soul longs for beyond your immediate request. It’s a certainty on your part that He’s there living inside of you and taking care of you. Coach DeStefano is on the outside, toning your spiritual muscles. His approach is as simplified as it possibly can be without losing any depth. He explains and encourages by referencing miraculous events and citing Scripture, such as the “miracle promises” God makes in the person of Jesus Christ in nine passages from the Gospels (DeStefano 2025, 34-36). He counsels you, when you are tired and afraid, of the truth that God is with you and wants to help you. He warns you of potential pitfalls and how to avoid them, digging into anxiety and feelings, how they can get the better of you, and how that can derail your progress.

Regardless of their unpredictability, moods and emotions can open a window for Satan to come in.

“Don’t underestimate the devil’s grasp of this phenomenon. He’s very adept at exploiting our feelings. Indeed, one of his most effective strategies is to convince us to act based on our emotions rather than on reasoned decisions” (DeStefano 2025, 88).

When it seems like you’re hitting a wall, he reminds you of the Mass and the Eucharist and of the intercession of the Blessed Mother. When you’ve completed your basic training, he sends you off with more prayers and the hope of good things to come. If this sounds too lighthearted for your miracle, you would be wrong. Remember, Mr. DeStefano said at the beginning that if you are reading his book, you or someone you love has a deep and heavy issue. He presents some hard examples: the death of a little girl who had countless prayers, and even his own prayers for his ill father. With his help and trust in God, you begin to have a glimpse of your request from the perspective of the Divine, rather than your own limited vision. And you begin to understand and trust that God will provide.

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© Copyright 2025 by Mary McWilliams


Edited by Rietta Parker

True Strength

“Put your sword back into its place; for all who take the sword will perish by the sword. Do you think that I cannot appeal to my Father, and he will at once send me more than twelve legions of angels? But how then would the scriptures be fulfilled, which say it must happen in this way?”—Matthew 26:52b–54 (NRSVCE)

Jesus could’ve stopped it.

He’s the Son of God, God Himself, the most powerful being ever to exist. He walked on water, made enough food for hundreds out of a few loaves and fish, healed countless illnesses, and cast out demons. He knew Judas was going to betray Him, knew the Pharisees were sending soldiers to arrest Him. Knew He was going to die.

Jesus could’ve called down legions of angels, raised a hand and struck all his enemies blind or worse, or even simply hid where He knew they’d never find Him.

But He didn’t.

Instead, He let the high priest arrest Him, let the Pharisees mock and accuse Him, let the crowds scream for His execution, let the Romans humiliate, torture, and kill Him.

He chose not to fight against His enemies but for them. Chose not to condemn us to the death and punishment we deserve but to take it upon Himself.

That’s true strength. Not strength of mind but strength of will. Not strength of body but strength of heart. The strength to be free, even in chains. The strength to endure. The strength to forgive.

The strength to love.

And it’s that love—that strength—that Jesus calls each one of us to as well.

 

© Isabelle Wood 2025

Edited by Gabriella Batel

Photo copyright Canva

The Shepherd’s Pie: Grief and Conversion

The Shepherd’s Pie: Grief and Conversion

“A slice of hope to raise faithful kids.”

This uplifting, ecumenical show uses engaging conversations and fun entertainment reviews to offer positive insights and media resources for families and youth leaders. We discuss current issues that impact young people at home, in school, and in the world today.

In this episode of The Shepherd’s Pie, I speak with Wendy Forest about her experience as a widow, and how grief led to her conversion to the faith, and we discuss her spiritual reflection, Currents of Water: A Widow’s Walk with Jesus and Mary.

 

 

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Copyright 2025 Antony Barone Kolenc

Shattered Rocks on Solid Ground

While hiking the North Ridge Trail on Cadillac Mountain at Acadia National Park, my daughter and I paused on a rock mound, breathing in the chill wind and the vibrant red, yellow, and green hues of Autumn. As we sat, Sheila commented on the solid, secure sensation emanating upward from the mountain depths. Peace flooded through me, and now I am reminded of the solid ground on which my faith was built. 

That one is like a man building a house, who dug deeply and laid the foundation on rock; when a flood arose, the river burst against that house but could not shake it, because it had been well built. Luke 6:48

“Mama, close your eyes and listen.” Sheila quietly instructed. When you are on the mountain, the wind moving through the trees sounds like the ocean waves rushing to shore. Except for the cold, with eyes closed, you could very well be at the beach where endless shells break under crushing surf.  But the mountain rock is immovable, its pink and gray and green granite boulders stand firm after countless millennia of glacial pounding. Solid as it is, the mountain harbors millions of shattered rocks along the trail, broken pieces huddled together beneath the massive outcrop where we sat.

I thought about a poem I wrote (see “Broken Shells” August 10, 2025 blog post https://www.catholicwritersguild.org/2025/08/broken-shells/) and the similarity of those shells and shattered rocks – so many pieces, each unique and beautiful despite their brokenness. Each forms a part of the whole. Each can fulfill its purpose on the canvas when there is a foundation in the Lord.  Whether at a beach or atop a mountain, whether we hear waves or wind, He is our solid ground.

“The Lord is near to the brokenhearted and saves the crushed in spirit.” Psalm 34:18

That day on the trail, I was overcome with the beauty of God’s creation and thankful for His love and care for us. The picture I took (above) is only a small glimpse of what I experienced, and my heart sings with the praise of Psalm 104:1-5:

“Bless the Lord, O my soul. O Lord my God, you are very great. You are clothed with honor and majesty, wrapped in light as with a garment. You stretch out the heavens like a tent, you set the beams of your chambers on the waters, you make the clouds your chariot, you ride on the wings of the wind, you make the winds your messengers, fire and flame your ministers. You set the earth on its foundations, so that it shall never be shaken.”

 

© Copyright 2025 by Paula Veloso Babadi

Feature Photo North Ridge Trail, Cadillac Mountain, Acadia Nati onal Park by Paula Veloso Babadi, used with permission.

Scripture texts in this work are taken from the New American Bible, revised edition © 2010, 1991, 1986, 1970 Confraternity of Christian Doctrine, Washington, D.C. and are used by permission of the copyright owner. All Rights Reserved.

From Grief Through Mourning

Last year, I could not do it. This year I did.

In the Catholic Church, the month of November begins with two consecutive liturgies that honor our beloved dead, The Solemnity of All Saints and the Commemoration of All Souls.

We always hope that departed family members and friends might be celebrating the first feast with us, already among the saints in heaven. We trust that our prayers will help to console and sustain any loved ones who might, this year, still remain in purgatory.

It takes most people a long time to establish their ‘new normal’ after a family member’s or close friend’s death.

In my parish, one of these opportunities is a Mass of Remembrance offered each year on the Saturday morning before All Saints Day. A candle is provided for each family to place around the altar when their loved one’s name is proclaimed, and these candles are lit for each mass through the month of November

Last year, the 2024 Mass of Remembrance was scheduled just ten days after my husband’s funeral. With a sincere intention, I had placed his name on the list.

But when that Saturday morning arrived, I found myself still too exhausted from his sudden, unexpected death, the need to transport his remains from another state, and managing to stay functional — with help from close family and friends — for the funeral.

Last year, another dear friend stepped up to carry Charles’ Mass of Remembrance candle for me. This year I was able to carry it myself.

***

Beyond Catholic parishes’ roles in helping to organize funeral liturgies and hospitality, many also offer valuable longer-term support options, to help families survive devastating grief and manage the psychological challenges that always accompany any great loss.

We are all unique creations of God, and every person’s grief process is unique. So, I want to briefly share two more long-term support options offered by the grief ministry in my parish.

What has served me best might not be right for you. Likewise, parts of these programs that did not most resonate with me, might be just right for you.

I include them here because I believe they offer a range of valuable options to meet a variety of needs for different mourners.

The first is a year-long series of booklets, +/- 40 pp. each, written by Kenneth C. Hauck and published by Stephen Ministries in 2004. Entitled  A Time to Grieve, Experiencing Grief, Finding Hope and Healing, and Rebuilding and Remembering. These were mailed to me quarterly after my late husband’s funeral, as gifts from my parish.

Because I am an introverted person who normally reads and writes alone, I appreciated the freedom to digest these words of wisdom privately, and on my own schedule. The quarterly mailing time frame felt just right, too.

For those who feel more enthusiastic than I do about watching videos and participating in weekly discussion groups, another excellent support option offered by my parish is titled Grieving with Great Hope.

Meditation Journal written by John O’Shaughnessy, Sandy O’Shaughnessy, and Fr. John Riccardo,
part of the Grieving with Great Hope parish program, published by Good Mourning Ministry, Inc.

This program includes a series of videos, and small discussion groups with fellow mourners from your own parish. Ordinarily, those who join this program are in closely similar time periods after a loss.

The program includes a journal published by John and Sandy O’Shaughnessy, with Contributing Writer Fr. John Riccardo, as part of Good Mourning Ministry, Inc.

Of the resources offered by this ministry, I’ve personally found silent meditation and private writing, with the suggested journal

reflections, to be the most helpful. But I have also witnessed the benefits gleaned by others, from watching the videos and participating in discussion groups.

***

At the Mass of Remembrance on October 25, 2025, my deceased husband’s date of passing was the longest elapsed. I had been prepared beforehand, by our deacon’s gentle and compassionate wife, to hear his name called first and to face the empty altar alone.

As I bowed before the altar I tried to discern, among all the candle holders so lovingly arranged, where might be Charles’ place. The Holy Spirit led me to a place on the side by my accustomed pew, when I sing with the funeral choir, near the altar and close under the crucifix.

While a total of almost forty names were called, I prayed for each soul, and watched each family approach the deacon to receive their candles.

Charles’ light had to hold his mountain alone, for a long time. I began to wonder, who will God send, to occupy that spot beside him?

About three-quarters of the way through the list, I heard the name of a dear friend, mentor, and fellow funeral choir member. She and her late husband had coordinated our county-wide nursing home citizen-visitor ministry throughout their long retirement years. I had been a part of that ministry.

I watched Janet’s four children — none of whom I had ever met — come up to receive their candle, and bow. I could feel them doing their own discernment.

When they came over, to place Janet’s candle next to Charles, I could almost hear her saying, “Don’t worry, Margaret. I’ll look after him myself.”

***

Wherever any of you may be in your own grief journeys, no matter who you might be mourning this November, please know that I am

Author meditating on the candles, after Mass of Remembrance at St. Theresa of the Child Jesus Catholic Church, Des Moines, Iowa, October 25, 2025.

praying for you.

I ask your continuing prayers for me, too.

This will be my last CWG column for a while. I need a brief sabbatical; to continue dealing with the massive changes I’ve experienced

over the past fourteen months, and to discern where my own ‘new normal’ life will lead.

May the compassion of Our Lord’s most Sacred Heart, the love of Mary’s Immaculate Heart, and the wisdom of the Holy Spirit remain with you, as well.

Blessings, always,

Margaret

 

 

 

 

© Copyright 2025  by Margaret King Zacharias

All photos from author’s personal collection; used with permission by the author

Featured photo: Candles lit for Mass of Remembrance, St. Theresa of the Child Jesus Parish, Des Moines, Iowa, on
October 25, 2025. Author’s personal photo, published with permission.

 

 

Praying for the We in Me

As a psychotherapist, I have worked with thousands of clients over more than forty years. Most of them have resided in nursing homes. In those settings, I have helped individuals with all sorts of medical, and disability, psychiatric, and substance use conditions or disorders.

One Saturday I was sitting in church getting ready for the 4:00p.m. vigil Mass. In my mind, I saw dozens of my clients, past and present, enter the church and sit in the pews, but they were not as I have known them. They were fully healed in mind and body, and they were glorious.

This imaginary experience has lingered with me. When I meet a new client for the first time, or if I am speaking with a client I have known for years, I can evoke a mental image of the person thoroughly healed and notice the difference between what is and what might be. That perception gives me hints about things I might be able to help with or influence. But it also clarifies things over which I have no control or influence.

One might look to a therapist for help in coping with difficult circumstances, but psychotherapy is not curative, and sorry, but no, it is not transformative. In hope of complete restoration and abundance of life that never ends, one should look to the ‘Wonder-Counselor,’ (Isaiah 9:5) not to a wounded one. The therapist might support and guide one’s struggle towards improvement, yet the Eucharistic table is where one seeks the life that extends beyond sickness and death.

We have many roles and many relationships in our lives. Others become important in our lives, and dwell in our souls in a variety of ways, some obvious, and some by rather surprising paths. People we know or have known dwell within us in myriad ways, and prayer occurs in many ways, as well.

Our reflections on persons in our lives can become a form of prayer when thoughtfully linked with the awareness of God in our shared lives.

Just as no one is an island, no one lives for herself alone, or belongs to himself only. We live with and for others, our lives also belong to others, and those others also live within us. A crowd of companions live in us.

Family members tend to occupy especially significant roles in our inner life. Naturally, we reminisce about our great grandparents, grandparents, and our parents, aunts and uncles; loved ones who may have completed their earthly journey and dwell now beyond us, while still within us. From them we gained not only our DNA, but also our spiritual ‘on-the-way.’ In God’s plan, the teleological arrow of our life was first influenced by those vital life figures. We often focus our particular thoughts and hopes on our spouse, children, grandchildren, siblings, relatives, the cherished ones we live among daily.
Our human lives intersect also with spiritual persons. We might gratefully consider our guardian angel, the silent and always present one who guides our soul with timely prompts, as well as the communion of saints – blessed spiritual persons who long to assist our burdened journey on earth.

Prayer can be viewed, in part, as our considered and composed attentiveness to the range of those others within us. Our attentive contemplations can include memories, reflections, and speculations about things we’ve never known about individuals we love, and wishes for their comfort, safety, guidance, and salvation. We might make mental requests for things we know them to need, and for things they need that we don’t know about. Our intentions should include thankfulness for their part in our lives, and for the known and unknown ways they pray for us. And we pray to almighty God that our actions, physical and spiritual, may be fruitful in the lives of others within whom we are dwelling.

Post Script: One day recently I woke up from a surprising dream. I was at a nursing home, yet it was not one of my usual places. I turned and saw a client I had actually met with earlier in the week. In waking life, she is small and uses a wheelchair and oxygen. Yet in the dream she was standing up and smiling. We embraced and I asked, “How is this possible? And look at you – you’re as tall as me. This is a miracle!” I remarked, as we laughed and hugged. We started dancing and I said, “I’m dancing with a miracle!”

Was this dream another preview of things to come?

Casting the Net

“Master, we have worked hard all night and have caught nothing, but at your command I will lower the nets.” (Luke 5:5)

I come from a long line of watermen. Many of the men in my mother’s family were fishers, oystermen, crabbers, boat builders, or a combination of all of four. My husband began his career as a commercial crabber at the age of eleven, as an apprentice on his uncle’s boat. Though his ultimate full-time career became the law, he still has his commercial license and crabs multiple times a week during the season. This allows us a little spending money, family vacations, and this year, a new freezer and woodstove!

One of our favorite things to do in the entire world is invite friends and family to go crabbing and then feast on our catch. Most of the time, we’re able to haul in enough crabs to feed everyone. Some weeks, we know that won’t be possible. This year, crabs didn’t really start running in our area until a few weeks ago. That meant, July 4th week, Ken was out every morning just in case our group didn’t catch enough on the Fourth.

Casting Even When in Doubt

Sometimes the crabs are biting, and sometimes they aren’t. We can say the same about our family’s experiences with fishing. Sometimes the fish bite, and sometimes they don’t. However, Ken is the expert, and if we aren’t doing well in one creek, he pulls up the lines and moves everything to another. Usually, this changes our luck, but not always.

I can’t imagine anyone, especially a stranger to crabbing, coming into our boat and telling Ken to move his lines to another spot and try again. How dare they? Ken’s been crabbing these creeks for almost fifty years. Nobody would ever question his knowledge.

So I can imagine how Peter felt when Jesus told him to go deeper and cast his nets, yet Peter didn’t argue. Perhaps he was listening to Jesus as he was washing his nets. Maybe he heard something trustworthy in what this stranger was saying. Obviously, Peter didn’t argue when Jesus stepped into his boat and asked to be taken offshore. Of course, Peter’s brother, Andrew, may have been giving Peter the look that told Peter this was the man Andrew called the Messiah. Whatever his reasoning, Peter obeyed.

Jesus Enters Our Boats

I’ve often heard it said that Jesus didn’t ask Peter if He could enter his boat, and He doesn’t ask us either. Jesus enters our lives whether we want Him to or not. The question for us is do we welcome Him into vessels? When Jesus climbs into our boats with us, do we shoo Him away, or do we listen to what He has to say? Do we scoff at His commands, or do we obey?

Peter had his faults. He was rash, prone to anger, shortsighted in the ways of God, and often spoke without thinking. Yet he obeyed Jesus without question. He even stated the obvious — they had already been fishing all night and caught nothing — but didn’t argue against trying again.

Fishers of Others

We’re allowed to question God. We’re allowed to wonder how something can possibly happen when the odds are against it. We can even let God know our annoyance or displeasure in the present circumstance we may be in. God can handle that! He knows what it’s like to be frustrated. How many times was He irritated by the Apostles’ lack of faith? What He wants is for us is, when we are annoyed, frustrated, even angry, to obey Him anyway.

That is trust. Profound trust.

Doing the will of God, following His commands, walking the path He has chosen for us are acts of trust. Like Peter, we must put aside our own feelings and follow Jesus out into the deeper water. It’s there that we will haul in the greatest catch and follow Jesus’ final command — to become fishers of others.

My daughter, know that you give Me greater glory by a single act of obedience than by long prayers and mortifications. (Saint Faustina, Divine Mercy in my Soul)


Copyright 2025 Amy Schisler
Photos copyright 2025 Amy Schisler, all rights reserved.

The Shepherd’s Pie: Faith and Remembrance

The Shepherd’s Pie: Faith and Remembrance

“A slice of hope to raise faithful kids.”

This uplifting, ecumenical show uses engaging conversations and fun entertainment reviews to offer positive insights and media resources for families and youth leaders. We discuss current issues that impact young people at home, in school, and in the world today.

In this episode of The Shepherd’s Pie, Antony Barone Kolenc speaks with Father Jonathan Torres about his journey as a priest-author, and how the theme of remembrance is central to the Christian faith, and we discuss his fantasy novel, Blinding Dawn.

 

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"The Shepherd's Pie: Faith and Remembrance" by Antony Barone Kolenc (Catholic Writers Guild blog)


Copyright 2025 Antony Barone Kolenc

Rest and Celebration

Rest and Celebration

By Isabelle Wood

“And on the seventh day God finished the work that He had done, and He rested on the seventh day from all the work that He had done. So God blessed the seventh day and hallowed it, because on it God rested from all the work that He had done in creation.”—Genesis 2:2–3

“These are the appointed festivals of the Lord, the holy convocations, which you shall celebrate at the time appointed for them.”—Leviticus 23:4 (NRSVCE)

We live in a busy world.

We have to make it to that class or this meeting, go to this family event, drop one kid off at practice, go watch another’s band concert, and get that work presentation done before Monday, all while trying to make sure we get the laundry done, get food made, and keep the house clean… and so on and so forth.

So, it’s no surprise that our culture naturally assumes that all the “rules” of Catholicism merely add to the never-ending to-do list.

But while the rules and following God’s commandments are part of it, they’re not the foundation. The world sees the rules and gives the verdict of “miserable” without digging deeper to the why behind the rules. But the saints—those who lived Catholicism to the fullest—weren’t miserable; they were the happiest people who ever lived because they knew the point:

God’s love for us, and our love for Him in response.

God doesn’t want us to be miserable. He loves us. What faith other than Catholicism mandates rest so we can be refreshed and rejuvenated? And did you know that the root of the word holiday is holy day because it’s Catholicism that’s given us so many of our holidays?

Yes, we’re expected to put in the work and follow God’s commandments, but God is also a loving Father Who doesn’t expect us to burn ourselves out. He wants us to have the rest we need and to be able to celebrate and enjoy life.

So maybe, this Sunday, try to take some time to rest and celebrate the good news of the Gospel. Because Catholicism truly is the best way to live.

 

© Isabelle Wood 2025

Edited by Gabriella Batel

Photo copyright Canva

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