wilder’s baptism

Two Sundays ago, Wilder was baptized into the Roman Catholic church.

We spent the morning getting ready at home. I set out the food that I had spent weeks preparing. I made an appetizer tray, bread, macaroni salad for the adults, slow cooker mac and cheese for the kids, banana bread, cookies, and strawberry crumb muffins (TBA).

Remy and I had also created origami crosses the day before. After she painted them, I hung them on the wall.

The decorations- which included a tablecloth, dinner plates, utensils, religious garland, and cups- were all purchased from Party City in Saskatoon, SK. I did what I could to show our faith and love for our son!

We drove into the city and met my husband’s family for mass. Afterwards, my sister and her family and my step-dad showed up. I fed and changed Wilder into his outfit, and he, along with nine other babies, were baptized. It only took 30 minutes!

The baptism went very quickly and very smoothly as well. We had a reading a few words from our kind and humorous priest. Wilder was entertained by everything around him. He got oil on his chest and the most beautiful smelling oil on his head. He didn’t cry. Remy was her usual bratty self and hopped around entertaining everyone. She even tried blowing out the baptismal candles as they were being lit and made everyone crack up.

Geoff’s parents served as Wilder’s godparents. Afterwards, we were given a candle, certificate, and scarf. Then we left and everyone came out to our new home on our acreage. We had an early supper and the kids ran around inside and outside. It was just a lovely, lovely day. Most importantly, Wilder is now a child of God. Alleluia! Alleluia!

Emory

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hear the gentle rhythm

“God did not send his Son into the world to condemn the world.” Acts 5:34-42; John 6:1-15

Today is the feast day of Saint Peter Chanel, priest and martyr. Our church bulletin reads:

“Peter Chanel … was one of the original members of the Society of Mary, commonly known as Marists. Today the society consists of ‘men and women who strive to live the gospel the way Mary lived … we too can hear the gentle rhythms of the grace of God in our lives by making our manner of thinking, judging, feeling, and acting.’ Listen to Mary and you, too, can be guided by her gentleness and grace. The world needs more of this kind of strength!” Kristopher Seaman

I was never particularly religious before having my daughter. Remy changed my views on almost everything, and as such, my Catholic faith was restored. I feel as if I resonate with Mary now that I, too, am a mother. I truly believe that myself and others could benefit from this way of living outlined above.

Have a lovely weekend, all.

<3

Emory

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