First Saturday

We had a busy First Saturday. My husband spent his day in an A+ certification class, followed by confession. The children's and my day was a little bit more involved. We began our morning by attending Mass at what is probably the most beautiful church in our area. After Mass, we headed to a ballet dress rehearsal for all three girls. Once the rehearsal was finished, we stopped at Wendy's, picked up six value meals, came home to eat and change clothes. About 20 minutes later, we were back in the car and driving to my eldest son's baseball game. The game ended and we went to Costco for our weekly supplies. On our way home, we stopped at the library to pick up a pile of books being held. Once we unloaded and put everything away at home, I sat down to nurse our baby. My husband walked in the door shortly thereafter.

The highlight of my day was not my husband coming home (sorry, Dear), but Mass. I knew that our day was going to be very busy and I had debated whether or not I should make it busier by driving 20 minutes to observe our First Saturday devotions. I am so thankful that I did. I needed all of the graces that I could get to accomplish what we did today.

A side benefit of attending Mass and receiving the Eucharist was the visiting priest's homily. He began by saying that we need to try very hard to understand the wisdom of God because without His wisdom, we can understand nothing. He spoke about the great need to know our faith in today's world and about how we tend to rationalize things as we age. The priest went on to recommend St. John of the Cross' Dark Night of the Soul. Finally, he advised all those present to tap into the vast wealth of knowledge that the Church and the saints have provided for us in books.