My Spring Reading List!

After the heavier reading of Lent, I thought I'd like to continue some inspirational spiritual reading through the Easter season as well. 

Here's my book list!

Private and Pithy lessons from Scripture - Mother Angelica
Little Book of Life Lessons - Mother Angelica
Three to Get Married - Fulton Sheen
The Little Oratory
Diary Sister Faustina
Getting Past Perfect - Kate Wicker
The Words We Pray - Amy Welborn
Perfectly Yourself - Matthew Kelly 
Crossing the Threshold of Hope - Pope John Paul II




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Deeply Sown Seeds - a Reflection on Matthew Chapter 13:1-9

Matthew Chapter 13:1-9 On that day, Jesus went out of the house and sat down by the sea. Such large crowds gathered around him that he got into a boat and sat down, and the whole crowd stood along the shore. And he spoke to them at length in parables, saying: “A sower went out to sow. And as he sowed, some seed fell on the path, and birds came and ate it up. Some fell on rocky ground, where it had little soil. It sprang up at once because the soil was not deep, and when the sun rose it was scorched, and it withered for lack of roots. Some seed fell among thorns, and the thorns grew up and choked it. But some seed fell on rich soil, and produced fruit, a hundred or sixty or thirtyfold. Whoever has ears ought to hear.”

I used to listen to this story and think that it was about evangelizing the people around me, at work, or at the gym, or the grocery store.

It really wasn’t until my children were mostly grown that it occurred to me that Jesus was talking about passing the faith on to my kids!

I don’t know why I never considered that angle before! I certainly had a good example in my own mom! She was a diligent sower of the faith! She taught the faith to us just by the way she lived her life – faithful until the very end. When I was very little, I remember the delight I felt in hearing stories of Jesus and Mary and the saints and angels. I loved and believed it all, and consequently my little stem of faith grew enthusiastically tall! But the faith of a little child has short roots, even if they are growing in rich soil. The scorn of peer pressure and the need to be cool, easily parched my ardor and stunted my growth in faith.

Seed

Seed, by Tom Heyes, via Flickr, licensed cc

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