The Perfectly Imperfect Mother of God


Two years ago, I asked my children (ages 15, 13, 10, 7, and 5) what they thought Mary was really like, and then I got out of their way. What follows is their conversation. My comments are in blue, the rest are them.
“So, what do you think she was really like? Not the statues, but the real person?”
“I think she was beautiful, peaceful, and quiet like the pictures.”
“What? No way

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I’m the 40-something-ish wife of my beloved Computer Guy.

I’m the adoring and incredibly proud mom of nine children…two saints…seven in training.

I’m my brothers’ sister and my parents’ daughter.

I’m a devout Catholic, an avid political junkie, able debater, aspiring home-maker, amazing friend, and I make the meanest Chicken Fried Steak you’ll ever have the pleasure of eating.

I’m a homeschooling guru, a writing addict, a sometimes public-speaker, and an advocate for staying true to the person God created you to be.

I can’t live in a house with white walls, sing Billy Joel songs while I wash the dishes, will read anything you put in my hands, and am completely obsessed with rhinestones and cute shoes.

I am just like moms the whole world over, and then some.