Tuesday, Sep 22
In 2000 I was living in Florida, teaching at a school with some college friends. Without getting into too many details, I was very unhappy teaching at that school. At the time, I was in a long-distance relationship with a friend’s brother. As things were getting worse and worse at my school, I started pursuing other options. The guy I was dating looked in the Arlington Catholic Herald and saw an ad for a fifth grade religion and English teacher. I promptly called the number in the ad and was able to set up a special interview with the principal. I flew up to go on my first official date with my special long-distance friend on Friday night, and interviewed on Saturday morning. It was the intercession of St. Therese, the Little Flower, that gave me the full confidence to accept the job offer that Saturday morning in October, 2000. You see, leading up to my trip to Virginia, I prayed an express novena to my friend St. Therese. I have the clearest memory of my prayer as I knelt before the Blessed Sacrament. I said, “Therese, I only have three days to ask for your intercession. Please, at the end of three days, give me a sign before I leave for Virginia that, if the teaching position is offered to me, I should take it.” You know the prayer…
Three days in a row I prayed this prayer, and on the third day, I went to First Friday Mass with my students. I sat down in the pew and leaned over to pull down the kneeler and there, on the floor was a tiny little rectangular piece of light pink paper. I ignored it, knelt down to prepare for Mass and then sat down to wait for Mass to begin. I leaned over again, this time to put the kneeler up, and saw the little pink paper again. This time, I picked it up and looked at it closely. It was about the same size as my thumb nail and written on the side I saw first were the words, “Hand made by the Carmelite Nuns of Port Tobacco, Maryland.” Um, St. Therese was a Carmelite nun. I turned the paper over and,
on the other side was drawn
When the principal of St. Mary’s School offered me the position, I took it. The gentleman who I was dating will forever be held in my memory as “the guy who inspired me to move to Northern Virginia.” He should at least get some of the credit for me moving to the place where I would eventually meet my spouse, right? St. Therese gets most of it, though.
Each year, beginning on the 23rd of September, I do a novena to this beloved saint. Some folks start their novenas to end the day before the saint’s feast, but I prefer to end mine on the feast day. So, to end on the 1st of October, start tomorrow! I guess you could say it’s a SMAM tradition! I’ll put a reminder up each day until the feast of this amazing Doctor of the Church.
I’ll be using my very favorite novena to The Little Flower from the EWTN website.
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