About the Someday Saints

The idea for this blog popped into my head years ago, as I was sitting outside my kids’ bedrooms, waiting for them to fall asleep. I used to spend time tucking them in, rubbing their backs, then I’d move to outside in the hallway and wait until they fell asleep. It was just part of the path to teach/encourage them to sleep on their own, without me falling asleep in their beds or on the floor in the room as I waited for the sleepiness to overcome them.

In those *hours* I spent out in the hallway, I’d read, pray, send emails.

I’d get bored.

I’d think about what to plan for our home school, what to do to celebrate the month’s saint or liturgical season.

And then I thought about blogging about it, about the journey raising children in the Catholic faith, about the ups and downs.

One day I started the blog. The next, I forgot or was too busy or to tired to keep it up.

Now I am back to post about the daily ins and outs of raising “someday saints”. It’s my vocation as a mother, after all, to instruct my children in the faith, and live that faith daily with them, in hopes that they will use their free will to choose a faithful, Christ-centered, Christ-loving lifestyle as they mature. I also call them “someday saints”, because I know stories of the saints, and I know just as well as anyone else that they weren’t perfect little children. There is St. Paul, who was running around as Saul before his conversion, literally killing Jesus’ followers. There was St. Augustine, who ditched the faith and practically ran from it, only to be converted in his adult years and later became one of the Catholic Church’s greatest saints. I look to his mother, St. Monica, for inspiration and hope…she never gave up on her son. She didn’t turn her back on him when he shunned the faith she shared with him. She instead kept praying, kept love him, kept engaging him. He was a “someday saint”.

Join me as I journey with my little “someday saints”, as I grow with them…I’m not perfect, certainly not by any stretch of the imagination. I too, am a hopeful “someday saint”.