I love this Holy Day of Obligation. I think about all the Saints in Heaven with God singing His praises and hopefully putting in a small good word for me.
Lately I have been feeling small and empty. I am distracted in my prayers. There is no comfort to be found and yet, I continue to pray. Every saint that I have ever read about has felt empty and small and distracted. Some for years or decades. Yet, they continued to pray.
In case you may be wondering, I know that I am NO saint. Not yet anyway! I hope to be one. I long to be one. I pray to be one. So I look to my go to Saints for guidance.
St Therese the Little Flower - a simple all encompassing love was her's. She offered herself as an empty vessel to the good God. She saw Jesus' arms as elevators to Heaven and longed to throw herself into them.
St Jude - Impossible Cases. That's me all over. You have gotten me through some tough stuff.
St Anthony of Padua - Finder of lost articles. You not only have found things I have lost, you helped me find me!
The Blessed Mother - My mother in Heaven. I put my trust in your continued love in full knowledge that you will lead me to your Son.
On this Solemnity of All Saints I am reminded:
For by grace you have been saved through faith; and that not of yourselves, it is the gift of God; not as a result of works, so that no one may boast.