Friday, October 28, 2011

And the Winner Is.....

I jumped out of bed bright and early this morning and decided today was the day for the rosary drawing.  I made a list of the people who made comments on the post, then used to generate a random number for the winner.

So, the winner is The Woodwife.  She has assured me she will Pray It Forward with the World Mission Rosary, and keep me informed of it's travels.

Check back from time time, as I will post should anything wonderful happen.  You know whenever Mama Mary is involved, wonderful things do tend to happen.  Since Blessed Mother Teresa is involved, and of course our Lord Jesus Christ this has gotta be good.

Peace be with you!

Saturday, October 22, 2011

Pray It Forward Rosary Giveaway Countdown

 So, here it is, the Pray It Forward Rosary that I decided to add to my original giveaway.  

As the story goes, Mother Teresa of Calcutta gave to a fellow passenger her World Mission rosary at the end of a flight.  The rosary was then passed on to those in need as time goes on.  

My hopes are that whomever wins the giveaway will in turn pass this rosary on to someone else in need.  Then it could be returned or passed on to yet another person in need.  Pray It Forward to help those who need our prayers, and those of the Saints and Angels in Heaven.  "Bless the Lord, O you his angels, you mighty ones who do his word, hearkening to the voice of his word! Bless the Lord, all his hosts, his ministers that do his will!" (Ps. 103:20-21).

If you would like to be included in the giveaway, please leave a comment at the bottom of this post.  Drawing will be next week, so there is still time to get your name in!  

Peace be with you!

Monday, October 10, 2011

Rosary Giveaway - Pray It Forward

To follow up on my previous post, here is the rosary I designed that is similar to the one that I was given when I came into the Church.  

It is made with Job's Tears seed, the same type rosary that Blessed Mother Teresa of Calcutta and Pope John Paul II were so fond of.  I've attached a medal that has been blessed during an apparition of the Blessed Virgin Mary at Medjugorje, similar to the one I was given by the woman in the pew behind me when I was Confirmed.

While searching for a photo of Mother Teresa with her rosary, I came across this story, which has been circulated via email for years.  You've probably seen it already:

Jim Castle was tired when he boarded his plane in Cincinnati, Ohio, that night in 1981. The 45-year-old management consultant had put on a week-long series of business meetings and seminars, and now he sank gratefully into his seat ready for the flight home to Kansas City, Kansas.
As more passengers entered, the place hummed with conversation, mixed with the sound of bags being stowed. Then, suddenly, people fell silent. The quiet moved slowly up the aisle like an invisible wake behind a boat. Jim craned his head to see what was happening, and his mouth dropped open.
Walking up the aisle were two nuns clad in simple white habits bordered in blue. He recognized the familiar face of one at once, the wrinkled skin, the eyes warmly intent. This was a face he'd seen in newscasts and on the cover of TIME. The two nuns halted, and Jim realized that his seat companion was going to be Mother Teresa.
As the last few passengers settled in, Mother Teresa and her companion pulled out rosaries. Each decade of the beads was a different color, Jim noticed. The decades represented various areas of the world, Mother Teresa told him later, and added, "I pray for the poor and dying on each continent."
The airplane taxied to the runway, and the two women began to pray, their voices a low murmur. Though Jim considered himself not a very religious Catholic who went to church mostly out of habit, inexplicably he found himself joining in. By the time they murmured the final prayer, the plane had reached cruising altitude.
Mother Teresa turned toward him. For the first time in his life, Jim understood what people meant when they spoke of a person possessing an "aura." As she gazed at him, a sense of peace filled him; he could no more see it than he could see the wind, but he felt it, just as surely as he felt a warm summer breeze. "Young man," she inquired, "do you say the rosary often?" "No, not really," he admitted.
She took his hand, while her eyes probed his. Then she smiled. "Well, you will now." And she dropped her rosary into his palm.
An hour later Jim entered the Kansas City airport, where he was met by his wife, Ruth. "What in the world?" Ruth asked when she noticed the rosary in his hand. They kissed and Jim described his encounter. Driving home, he said. "I feel as if I met a true sister of God."
Nine months later Jim and Ruth visited Connie, a friend of theirs for several years. Connie confessed that she'd been told she had ovarian cancer. "The doctor says it's a tough case," said Connie, "but I'm going to fight it. I won't give up."
Jim clasped her hand. Then, after reaching into his pocket, he gently twined Mother Teresa's rosary around her fingers. He told her the story and said, "Keep it with you Connie. It may help." "Although Connie wasn't Catholic, her hand closed willingly around the small plastic beads. "Thank you," she whispered. "I hope I can return it."
More than a year passed before Jim saw Connie again. This time, face glowing, she hurried toward him and handed him the rosary "I carried it with me all year," she said. "I've had surgery and have been on chemotherapy, too. Last month, the doctors did second-look surgery, and the tumor's gone. Completely!" Her eyes met Jim's. "I knew it was time to give the rosary back."
In the fall of 1987, Ruth's sister, Liz, fell into a deep depression after her divorce. She asked Jim if she could borrow the rosary, and when he sent it, she hung it over her bedpost in a small velvet bag.
"At night I held on to it, just physically held on. I was so lonely and afraid," she says, "yet when I gripped that rosary, I felt as if I held a loving hand." Gradually, Liz pulled her life together, and she mailed the rosary back. "Someone else may need it," she said.
Then one night in 1988, a stranger telephoned Ruth. She'd heard about the rosary from a neighbor and asked if she could borrow it to take to the hospital where her mother lay in a coma. The family hoped the rosary might help their mother die peacefully.
A few days later, the woman returned the beads. "The nurses told me a coma patient can still hear," she said, "so I explained to my mother that I had Mother Teresa's rosary and that when I gave it to her she could let go; it would be all right. Then I put the rosary in her hand. Right away, we saw her face relax! The lines smoothed out until she looked so peaceful, so young." The woman's voice caught. "A few minutes later she was gone." Fervently, she gripped Ruth's hands. "Thank you."
Is there special power in those humble beads? Or is the power of the human spirit simply renewed in each person who borrows the rosary? Jim only knows that requests continue to come often unexpectedly. He always responds though whenever he lends the rosary. He says, "When you're through needing it, send it back. Someone else may need it."
Jim's own life has changed, too, since his unexpected meeting on the airplane. When he realized Mother Teresa carries everything she owns in a small bag, he made an effort to simplify his own life. "I try to remember what really counts-not money or titles or possessions, but the way we love others," he says.

Since reading the above story, I have decided that the giveaway will include two rosaries. The second rosary is sent with the intention that it, too, be a Pray It Forward rosary. Pass it on to someone in need, and ask them to return it to you when they are finished, or Pray It Forward to someone they know who is in need.  It's the littlest things that often mean the most.  

To enter the giveaway, leave a comment on this post and I will choose a winner using a random number generator.  I am not posting a deadline as of yet, let's see how many entries we get in the next few days and go from there!  Please consider following and/or sharing my blog with others.  Visit my Etsy shop: and my website:  Each one has items not available at the other!

Peace be with you,
Shannon ~ The Rosary Lady

Thursday, October 6, 2011

My Personal Rosary

My personal rosary - front

This is my personal rosary.  It was given to me by the parish of Church of the Holy Spirit in Memphis Tennessee, on the occasion of my Confirmation into the Catholic Church.


This particular rosary is the reason I became The Rosary Lady.  It has  evolved over the years, as have I.  It is one of my most prized possessions and I will cherish it always.  

As my family sat together in the front center pew of the church, a woman behind me tapped me on the shoulder and asked "Is this a special day for you?"  I am sure she expected me to answer that one of the kids was being baptized, confirmed or receiving some other sacrament.  This time it was me, and when I told her that, she seemed a bit surprised.  Nonetheless, she began rummaging around in her purse and finally pulled out a medal of Our Lady of Medjugorje.  She said she'd gotten it on a pilgrimage there, and this morning somehow knew to put that medal in her purse.  She handed it to me, saying "this is for you!"  I thanked her and turned about as Mass was beginning.  

My personal rosary - reverse

Later, after I had been confirmed, Father Byrnes handed me a small wicker basket.  Inside was my rosary.  Father asked me to please accept this gift from the parish.  I had never seen a Job's Tear rosary, and my children all fawned over it and said how lovely it was.  

I found a medal of St Gerard Majella, patron saint of Motherhood, amongst my husband's belongings.  He wasn't sure where it came from and said that I could have it.  I attached it to my rosary, to remind myself to pray for strength and to always be a good mother to my sons.  

A friend told me he was going on a European pilgrimage.  I requested that he send his rosary to me, while taking my rosary with him on his travels.  He agreed, and purchased a medal from  the places he visited to bring home to me.  

One of the places he travelled to was  Lisieux, France, and the Carmelite Monastery where Saint Therese spent many years.  My friend brought back a rose shaped medal with Saint Therese on the reverse.  I try to  remember to be as a child, and spend my days in the service of others, as Saint Therese did. 

Another stop along his trip was Assisi, Italy, birthplace of Saint Francis.  My friend brought a medal with soil from Assisi encapsulated on the reverse.  My oldest son's name is Franklin, I always say a quick prayer for him when praying this decade of the rosary.  I am grateful to my friend for taking me on a "virtual pilgrimage" by way of my rosary. 

There is a medal of Saint Patrick, which also belonged to my sons' father, whose middle name was Patrick.  Our son is a "Junior", so I pray on this medal for him. 

My brother in law, John suffered and passed due to Cancer.  I hate Cancer.  I attached a Saint Peregrine medal to my rosary in honor of him and prayed often for his healing.  But it was his time and God called him Home.  Since then many others have asked me to pray for their family and friends, and more of my own have been stricken with this dread disease.  The medal will remain on my rosary forever for all those who suffer... and those who survive. 

I have a special devotion to Our Lady of Guadalupe.  I cannot explain it well, I just know that She draws me in, and calls on me often.  Mother Mary places her hands on mine whenever I am making a rosary or chaplet.  It is my calling, my vocation and She sees to it that I remain devoted to it and to Her Son.  I have attached a medal to remind me of that calling.

In honor of this special rosary of mine, I have decided to host a giveaway on this blog.  I have made another Job's tears rosary, similar to my own, and attached a medal which was blessed in Medjugorje during one of the apparitions of the Blessed Virgin Mary. 

Watch for news on the giveaway in the days to come!

Thanks for visiting.....

Peace be with you!


Monday, October 3, 2011

Is it really a blog.....

if you find yourself struggling every day to post?  I am trying, really, to be full of information, share snippets of wisdom and bring joy to my readers.

I just can't seem to get it all into one 24 hour day.

I promise to try harder, and to do better!

God help me!