Heartland

Thanks for all the prayers on the last post- they were working over here.  My hubbie and I have had lots of chats about the topic and all is well.  He has a fondness for Peter and feels a kinship with him especially when Peter falters.  So, he's always comparing his own life with Peter's.  The thing about my DH is he has a lightheartedness in his faith that I lack.  He easily admits his faults and mistakes and is able to move on pretty quickly.  He accepts God's forgiveness and mercy much more openly than I do.  He has more to teach me than I do him.  Even though we are still working through the feelings, there is a sense of peace in the house.  Thanks for listening. 

Last Saturday, we went to The Shrine of Our Lady of Good Help in New Franken, Wisconsin.  It was a long drive, but completely worth it.  The grounds were delightful- well kept and humble.  It reminded me of my grandparents pristinely sweet garden.  The crypt marking the place where the apparitions occurred was so completely breathtaking that I  forgot to pray for all the intentions I planned.  There were so many candles burning that it was well over 100 degrees in the actual shrine.  There weren't even any candles left to light.  I was so overcome with awe that I was only able to pray for two intentions that were heavy on my heart.  I have two friends that are in crisis situations and needed immediate prayers.  As I fell asleep that night, I prayed to Mary for all of us infertile gals.  I'm hoping she understands.  We went with DH's cousin's family and had a lovely time.  I forgot my camera- these pics are from my DH's cousin's wife. 

Fatima garden

Stations of the cross

The Crucifixion

Sr. Adele's grave

Guitar Man and I

The statue in the Crypt- right above the apparition site.  Rows and rows of candles lined the entire room.

Today, DH, AJ and I drove the back roads to Peoria for my NaPro follow up.  That is another post in and of itself ;)  During both of our drives, we saw blue sky, fluffy bright white clouds, golden corn tops, bright green corn stalks and dark green soybean plants.  I love living in the breadbasket of the world where every piece of land is touched, cultivated and worked.  Whatever I feel about corn and soy and how they are used, this part of the world feeds the world.  It's done mostly by hard working families who love the land and are dedicated community members.   God Bless all the farmers and their families!