The Litany of the Armor of God

Since the Rosary Congress Family Night Mass in 2018, which my family was asked to represent St. Joan of Arc Parish, I have begun to delve deeper into the prayers, litanies, and devotions of our faith.  The literature and prayer handouts that were made available were an invaluable tool and provided a wealth of knowledge.  Since then, I started a journal/prayer book to compile these prayers, as opposed to having numerous flyers, papers, and prayer cards to carry around or cluttering up my desk.  It was during this process, copying over the prayers and litanies that I was moved to compose the Litany of the Armor of God that I am sharing with you now.  I feel that this litany will be beneficial to all who pray it, both young and old.  Like the Armor of God Septet, it was inspired by and derived from Ephesians 6:10-20.  It can be prayed as a stand-alone litany, or used as a follow up to the septet.  It touches upon each aspect of the Armor of God passage, imploring the strength, help, and wisdom of God our Father, as we face the daily battles we must go through.  There are more dangers and evil in the world than today than ever before, and the need for increase in prayer has never been greater.  I also feel that this is something that the youth of today would benefit from greatly, not that there is anything wrong with traditional prayers, but this would be something new, a rejuvenation into the joy and love of being a soldier of Christ.  I am hoping it would stir up their interest in turning up their prayer life, be an aid in their defense of our faith, and create a willingness to share their faith with others. As with the Septet, this is also part of my way of continuing to honor my son, Evan, by doing what I know he would have done were he still here with us on earth.  I have tried to take on his mission of spreading the word of God and our faith with others, which by doing so, also aids in my grieving and healing process.

I have again been blessed and graced to be granted permission to share this publicly by Archbishop Gregory Aymond of New Orleans, who has been a tremendous source of help and inspiration to me since Evan’s passing. After reading the original draft of the litany, Archbishop Aymond provided me with the corrections needed before making it official. Below is the Rescript granting permission to publish.

Below, I offer to you, The Litany of the Armor of God, with the hopes that as you pray it you may feel the power of God’s love and protection, appreciate the sacrifice of Jesus on the Cross, and be inspired by the Holy Spirit during your daily battles against the evils and temptations that continually bombard from all directions. May this serve as another weapon in your arsenal to fight the good fight as you travel the path to your eternal home with Our Lord above.


Litany of the Armor of God
 
Lord, have mercy.   Lord, have mercy.
Christ, have mercy.   Christ, have mercy.
Lord, have mercy.   Lord, have mercy.
Christ, hear us.   Christ, graciously hear us.
 
God, the Father of Heaven,   Have mercy on us.
God, the Son, Redeemer of the world,   Have mercy on us.
God, the Holy Spirit,   Have mercy on us.
Holy Trinity, One God,   Have mercy on us.
 
Armor of God, strength in the Lord,   Protect us O Lord.
Armor of God, strength of Your power,   Protect us O Lord.
Armor of God, resistance of evil,   Protect us O Lord.
Armor of God, assistance in our struggles,   Protect us O Lord.
Armor of God, the light above the darkness,   Protect us O Lord.
Armor of God, defense against wickedness,   Protect us O Lord.
Armor of God, hold our ground in battle,  Protect us O Lord.
 
Belt of Truth, hold fast around our waist,   Protect us O Lord.
Belt of Truth, gird our loins,  Protect us O Lord.
Belt of Truth, secure our armor in place,   Protect us O Lord.
Belt of Truth, secure the sheath of our sword,   Protect us O Lord.
Belt of Truth, encompass our body and heart,   Protect us O Lord.
Belt of Truth, encompass our mind and soul,   Protect us O Lord.
Belt of Truth, Thy Word is Truth Lord,   Protect us O Lord.
 
Breastplate of Righteousness, honesty, goodness and humbleness,   Protect us O Lord.
Breastplate of Righteousness, fairness to others,   Protect us O Lord.
Breastplate of Righteousness, defense of the weak,   Protect us O Lord.
Breastplate of Righteousness, deliver us from death,   Protect us O Lord.
Breastplate of Righteousness, peace, quietness and love forever,   Protect us O Lord.
Breastplate of Righteousness, Thy commandments are righteousness,   Protect us O Lord.
Breastplate of Righteousness, the Lord, our righteousness,   Protect us O Lord.
 
Shoes of Readiness, the Gospel of Peace,   Protect us O Lord.
Shoes of Readiness, protection on uneven ground,   Protect us O Lord.
Shoes of Readiness, sureness in troubled times,   Protect us O Lord.
Shoes of Readiness, eagerness to spread Thy Word,   Protect us O Lord.
Shoes of Readiness, testify to Thy Love and Grace,   Protect us O Lord.
Shoes of Readiness, walk the path of Thy Son,   Protect us O Lord.
Shoes of Readiness, finish the race set before us,   Protect us O Lord.
 
Shield of Faith, quench the burning arrows of Satan,   Protect us O Lord.
Shield of Faith, first line of defense,   Protect us O Lord.
Shield of Faith, guard against temptation,   Protect us O Lord.
Shield of Faith, defend against fear and worry,   Protect us O Lord.
Shield of Faith, block against trouble and doubt,   Protect us O Lord.
Shield of Faith, push back the attacks of evil,   Protect us O Lord.
Shield of Faith, joined with others, an unstoppable force,   Protect us O Lord.
 
Helmet of Salvation, headgear for the Soldiers of Christ,   Protect us O Lord.
Helmet of Salvation, protect us from cares of this world,   Protect us O Lord.
Helmet of Salvation, whom shall we fear,   Protect us O Lord.
Helmet of Salvation, Thy blessing to all,   Protect us O Lord.
Helmet of Salvation, the sacrifice of Christ to save us,   Protect us O Lord.
Helmet of Salvation, the Power of God over evil and death,   Protect us O Lord.
Helmet of Salvation, help us endure to the end,   Protect us O Lord.
 
Sword of the Spirit, the Word of God,   Protect us O Lord.
Sword of the Spirit, the Holy Bible,   Protect us O Lord.
Sword of the Spirit, lamp to our feet,   Protect us O Lord.
Sword of the Spirit, light to our path,   Protect us O Lord.
Sword of the Spirit, guidance through darkness,   Protect us O Lord.
Sword of the Spirit, the strength of our offense,   Protect us O Lord.
Sword of the Spirit, knowledge of God to share with others,   Protect us O Lord.
 
Power of Prayer, communicating with God,   Protect us O Lord.
Power of Prayer, our training for battle,   Protect us O Lord.
Power of Prayer, testament to our faith,   Protect us O Lord.
Power of Prayer, in times of need or distress,   Protect us O Lord.
Power of Prayer, do not lose heart,   Protect us O Lord.
Power of Prayer, be anxious of nothing,   Protect us O Lord.
Power of Prayer, all thanks and praise to our Lord,   Protect us O Lord.
 
Supplication of the Spirit, help in times of weakness,   Protect us O Lord.
Supplication of the Spirit, intercede on our behalf,   Protect us O Lord.
Supplication of the Spirit, guard our hearts and minds,   Protect us O Lord.
Supplication of the Spirit, aid us in our spiritual battle,   Protect us O Lord.
Supplication of the Spirit, keep us ever vigilant,   Protect us O Lord.
Supplication of the Spirit, dwell within us always,   Protect us O Lord.
Supplication of the Spirit, Your will be done Lord,   Protect us O Lord.
 
Armor of God, let us not grow weary in our fight,   Protect us O Lord.
Armor of God, grant us opportunities to share,   Protect us O Lord.
Armor of God, open our mouths to speak fearlessly,   Protect us O Lord.
Armor of God, make known to us the mystery of the Gospel,   Protect us O Lord.
Armor of God, grant peace, love, and faith to all who seek You,   Protect us O Lord.
Armor of God, provide grace to all who love our Lord,   Protect us O Lord.
Armor of God, our strength until the end,   Protect us O Lord.
 
Lamb of God, Who takes away the sins of the world,   Spare us O Lord.
Lamb of God, Who takes away the sins of the world,   Graciously hear us O Lord.
Lamb of God, Who takes away the sins of the world,   Have mercy on us O Lord.
 
You are the Way, the Truth, and the Light,   With Your Armor, we shall not lose the fight.
 
Let us Pray.  Father, through the sacrifice of Your Son, Our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ, by His Death and Resurrection from the dead, you have mercifully granted us Salvation.  By sending down Your Holy Spirit to dwell within us, You have strengthened our faith.  By your words, You have given us the Truth.  Keep strong our Armor during this fight and grant that we do not fail in our daily battles against the army of evil that threatens to harm us.  Fill our hearts and souls with the courage to spread the Gospel to others, bringing forth more followers of Your Son, and adding to the number of Soldiers of Christ.  In the name of your Son, Jesus Christ, we pray.  AMEN.
 

Within the next few weeks, I hope to have the pamphlets prepared and made available to hand out. As always, thank you for taking the time to read and share in my journey as I navigate the waters of grief while seeking the grace of God through prayer and reflection.

You are in my prayers,

Scott

Retreats with Evan

Our God is an Awesome God. Praise the Lord, my soul. There are no coincidences any more, only signs from above. In August, I was delighted to be able to sign up to attend the Men’s ACTS Retreat. It fell on my weekend off and also concluded on September 29th, the Feast Day of St. Michael the Archangel. That was sign enough for me to see I was meant to attend that retreat on that particular weekend. Just to show you how Satan works on us, I would like to explain the evening leading up to my recent weekend retreat. Wednesday evening, the seeds of doubt were being planted…help out at the golf tournament like you have the past 3 years during the day on Friday, you know how much you enjoy doing that, and you said you would be able to help out…the dedication of the new stadium at St. Charles Catholic by Archbishop Aymond with Gayle Benson in attending also Friday evening…Kyle and Kathleen playing at Frenier Landing Friday night, you know you haven’t been in a while, there will probably be plenty of friends there, you know how much you will miss that…60th Wedding Anniversary for your Nanny and Uncle, you have to go to that, the family will be there, you can’t miss out on that… So, there I sat, thoughts running through my head, should I cancel, should I go, should I just try to make the next one, will I be upset if I go and miss all the activities at home, should I ignore the glaring sign that originally set my decision to go in motion? This went on into Thursday morning when I awoke, and lasted until midday, when I finally decided that I was definitely going.

Saturday night at the retreat, the realization hit me that it was Satan throwing those seeds of doubt in my garden and hoping they would take root quickly so I would choose not to go. He knew the power of this retreat, he knew that a great victory for him would be won if I did not attend. Those plans of his were spoiled. My lesson learned from this is to hopefully be able to recognize the times that Satan is trying to sway my actions or my faith, and to be able to fight through those times. I now know I would have totally regretted not attending the retreat this weekend, which leads me to the 2nd part of this post…retreats with Evan.

I was never lucky enough to have the chance to share a retreat with Evan like many fathers and sons do at Manresa. I was never able to take him with me. I know this is something he would have enjoyed immensely. His faith in and love of God would have grown by leaps and bounds with each passing retreat. His devotion to God, along with his speaking ability and leadership qualities would have made for one amazing retreat leader some day. This was my 3rd year attending Manresa since Evan’s passing, and each year I feel the loss and the sadness that comes with knowing I was never able to bring him here and that it took his death to get me here. The revelation hit me that Saturday morning…had he not passed, I may never have received the chance to share this with him or bring him with me on a retreat because I may not have attended any. The irony of the situation is that he was the one who brought me to Manresa. He is the one who is sharing the retreat with me. I can release that burden of guilt. That feeling is now gone because I know every time I step foot on the grounds at Manresa, he is there with me, watching over me, kneeling beside me as I pray, and sending inspiration so that I may continue his mission. Thank you Evan, for finally helping me realize that I don’t need to beat myself up with regret any longer. I Love you my son.

God Bless You All,

You Are In My Prayers

Scott

Why the name “Armor of God – E7?

Why did I choose this as the name for my blog? The Armor of God passage from Ephesians 6:10-24 was the passage I shared with Evan in my letter to him for his Senior Retreat. It has become near and dear to my heart and an integral part of my grief and depression therapy, as well as the catalyst that spawned the Armor of God Septet. This Septet is a devotional that I arranged in memory of Evan, and with the help of Fr. Garrett O’Brien, I received approval from Archbishop Gregory Aymond of New Orleans to share it with others as a devotional, to be prayed like the Rosary or other Chaplets and Devotions. The “E7” is derived from “E”van and his soccer number, “7”. Those are the reasons for choosing the name as it is.

(Evan was called home on 4/2/2017 at the age of 17.  This is a portion of the letter I sent to Archbishop Gregory Aymond of New Orleans.  He approved this septet to be used and spread as a devotional prayer on 12/5/2017.)

I just wanted to give you a little backstory on my reasons for doing this and how the septet came about.  I used to pray the St. Michael’s Chaplet daily.  I taught Evan the chaplet as well.  He prayed that chaplet, the rosary, and other prayers.  The first 4 months after his passing were tremendously tough for me.  I was struggling to hold on to my faith, feeling selfish for wanting my son back, and being self-destructive while still trying to keep everything together.  Along the way, I found things Evan had written, such as papers or essays for school, a journal he kept, his prayer cards and books, and his bibles.  I knew he had a strong faith, but I did not realize the magnitude of his faith.  I also know how much he prayed, not only to praise God, but also for help in the struggles of everyday normal teenage life in a world full of trials and tribulations.  Also, during that period, I came across the letter I had written to him for his Senior Retreat.  In this letter, I shared Ephesians 6:10-24 with him.  Though I did not see it fully yet, that was the beginning of the inspiration.  I never would have imagined in sharing that passage with him then, would it take on this new meaning for me because of his death.  I shared that scripture passage on Facebook, explaining how I shared the passage with him in his retreat letter. Some friends of ours called and said they had something to share with us if we had time.  The friend brought me a piece of wood that was in his barn where he says his prayers.  On that piece of wood was the passage, as well as a picture of St. Michael.  He said something told him, when he saw the passage on Facebook, that he needed to give the wood scripture passage to me.  This was another sign, all though not fully understood yet. 

Fast forward to the weekend of August 17th-20th 2017.  I was given the opportunity to attend the weekend retreat at Manresa.  I had the pleasure of having Greg Raymond as the retreat master.  All I can say is my life changed tremendously.  The program for the weekend put me back on track, recharged my spiritual batteries, and put me in a position that I haven’t felt in many years.  I have never felt closer to God, than I did at Manresa. Since then, my spiritual life has changed dramatically.  I pray daily now, morning and night, and during the day when I find quiet time.  I actually turn off the radio on my way to and from work and use that silent time to pray.  This has provided me an hour each day, that I work, to pray.  It has also made my road rage almost non-existent and helps clear my mind of everything but God.  I also began saying the St. Michael Chaplet again.  That was the second step of the inspiration to do this.  I was able to get my prayer life back in order and on track.

It is hard for me to sit at home by myself since Evan’s passing.  Sometimes, I would just sit and stare at the walls, or his pictures, or just off into space, with no desire to do anything or nothing to occupy that idle time.  In years past, I would make beaded rosaries and chaplets.  I also made knotted twine rosaries and chaplets.  I hadn’t made any in years until after All Saint’s Day 2017.  That was a rough day for me.  I said numerous St. Michael Chaplets that day by family and friend’s graves.  That was when I decided to start making the twine chaplets.  I decided to make quite a few St. Michael Chaplets to occupy my time, and also to donate to St. Charles Catholic when they dedicate the chapel.  I want to place them by the statue of St. Michael that they are supposed to be putting there in memory of Evan.  That was the third sign of the inspiration.  I was sitting on the sofa making a chaplet when the inspiration came to me.  Create a chaplet, or septet as I have called it, in remembrance of Evan.  Seven, being Evan’s soccer jersey number, and also the number of God throughout scripture, a very powerful number.  When I finished the chaplet that I was working on, I began to create the septet. 

One large knot, followed by seven small knots, repeated seven times to form the circle.  On the drop to the cross, seven knots.  So here I am with the completed septet and need to decide on what the prayers used should be.  I figured the five I say continuously on my way to and from work would fit.  The Our Father, the Hail Mary, Glory Be, Fatima Prayer, Hail Holy Queen would be the first five prayers of each septet.  On Sunday, November 12th, 2017, after mass, I sat down and started going through prayer books and online to see which other prayers would work best to complete and fill in the prayer spots that needed to be filled.

Wood gifted to us with one of the Septets.

My first step was to complete the list of seven prayers for each septet.  I already had the first five chosen.  I wanted to include St. Michael’s Prayer so that got me to six.  While going through prayers, I came across Come Holy Spirit and it just jumped off the page to me.  It spoke to me and let me secure the seven septet prayers. 

The next step was to figure out which prayers to use as concluding prayers on the drop knots toward the cross.  St. Francis Prayer was definitely my first choice.  Evan loved St. Francis.  He was so happy to follow in his footsteps on their trip to Rome.  The rest of the prayers began to fall into place as I searched.  St Augustine’s Prayer to the Holy Spirit for strength in the defense of faith.  The Prayer for the Unborn because of Evan’s strong opposition to abortion.  The Prayer for Our Country because of his patriotism, love of country, and desire to serve in the military.  The Prayer for All Humanity because of his strong desire to make this world a better place and help all those in need.  Give Me Strength Lord really spoke to me when I read it, and I did not as of yet realize just how much it fit into the grand theme of the septet.  And conclude with the Thank You God Prayer because it sums up the whole purpose or reason we pray, to give thanks to God.  Fr. Matthew Johnston made that clear in his homily at morning mass on November 15th, 2017.  To finish up the prayers, I decided to include the Agnus Dei on the cross, before concluding the septet with the Sign of the Cross.  Evan loved serving the Latin masses with Fr. Garrett O’Brien.  That is why I wanted to include the Agnus Dei.

I sat there, organizing the prayers in the order to be said and proof reading the septet explanation, and realized something was missing to tie the whole septet together.  The Rosary has Mysteries, St. Michael’s Chaplet has Salutations, so what could I come up with for the intro to each septet.  I just wasn’t sure if I should come up with some inspirational line for each one or make up a prayer or intention for each one.  So, I sat on the sofa, contemplating what to do, when I glanced to my left and saw the piece of wood given to me with the Armor of God scripture on it.  I pulled up the scripture and started to dissect it so it would fit into each septet properly and appropriately. 

The passage fits the theme of the septet perfectly.  The power of prayer, the need for prayer, the calling out to God the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit for help in our daily lives, the intercession of Mary, our Mother, the Angels and Saints, to feed off of the word of God and strengthen our relationship with Him, to ask for His help and protection to make it through each day, to strive to be a better person each day, to fight off the snares and temptations of Satan, and to spread the gospel and love of God. 

On the soccer field, Evan’s position was that of a defender.  In life, he was a defender of the faith, of the weak, of the unborn, and of our country.  He believed in service to God, country, and others.  He was never in it for his own personal gains.  He was always thinking of others over himself.  I really think that his desire to serve in the military was the main thing stopping him from choosing a life in the priesthood.  He believed in spreading the word and love of God to others.  I feel obligated to continue the work he started, which is to try and help all that we can and bring them closer to God, and in doing so, bring ourselves closer to God through deeds and prayer.  I know it may not be the same as the visions at Fatima, or the visions that Antonia d’Astonac, or any others who were able to experience such wonders, but it was definitely inspiration brought upon me from a higher power.  Everything came together all at once to create this. 

Since Evan’s passing, I have become more aware of things such as signs and other things that once might have been passed off as coincidence.  It was no coincidence that I shared the Armor of God passage with Evan in his Senior Retreat letter, or on Facebook, or receiving the piece of wood.  It is no coincidence that a spot at Manresa, which is always hard to come by, was available to me, or that Greg Raymond was retreat master that weekend, or my going to mass more often and praying more and starting to make twine chaplets again.  To me, there are no coincidences anymore.  My eyes have been opened to see things more clearly.  I hate the fact that it took Evan’s death to get me closer to God, but without his death, none of this would have happened.  I kept ignoring the signs I was being shown, or just wasn’t looking at them in the correct light.  I also did not realize the amount of people that Evan touched in his much too short life.  We still have people sharing stories with us of things we had no idea that he had done, or how much of an inspiration that he was to them. 

In conclusion, the septet serves a two-fold purpose for me.  One, it was inspired by the life, values, and beliefs of Evan, which allows me to keep him near me and feel his presence even more when I recite it.  Secondly, it allows me to share a part of him with everyone else who knew him or did not know him and allow him to continue his mission of serving the Lord by helping others and bringing them closer to God through scripture and prayer. 

There it is. The story behind the name “Armor of God – E7” and the inspiration for the creation of the Armor of God Septet Devotional.

God Bless You All,

You Are in My Prayers,

Scott

(If you are interested in getting a septet and pamphlet on how to pray the devotional, contact me on here or through Facebook and I will do all I can to get it to you. I do not charge anything for them, but do accept donations to cover the costs of twine and pamphlets.)

Where Do You Stand?

“What you see and what you hear depends a great deal on where you are standing.  It also depends on what sort of person you are.”     —C. S. Lewis

I am sure that I missed many opportunities to see and hear what the Lord was showing me or trying to tell me.  Little, subtle signs that I never realized were all around me.  I was so wrapped up in my own self-centered world that I was failing to see the signs I was being shown or the messages that were being sent to me.  Not everyone is lucky enough to witness a “burning bush” or “parting of the Red Sea”.  Unfortunately, for me, that “Wake Up!” sign was the death of Evan.

I was blind and deaf to the signs and calling that God was revealing to me.  I was not standing in the right place spiritually.  I was heading in the wrong direction, a lost traveler, wandering from the guided path.  I needed to get back on track and follow the correct route and remain there, heading in the direction I should have been going all along.  I had the preconceived notions that I was living as I should be, doing what I was supposed to do, and to some extent, I was.  But the fact of the matter is, I was only partially there.

Like a scrimmage at the first practice of the off-season, I was going through the motions.  The drive and desire was not fully there because I was not fully in the game whole-heartedly.  I went into it thinking I was better than I actually was.  I had been on the team for a while and thought I had it made.  I’m doing awesome, I got this.  Any coach who knows his players and what they are capable of doing, also knows the potential in those players and can see when they are not giving it their all.  Well, the coach blew his whistle and stopped practice.  He called me to the side and said, ” As you know, we have lost an important leader on our team.  He has graduated now and moved on to better things.  It’s time for you to step up.  I can see the potential within you.  Your teammates will be looking to you for guidance and strength.  But no more half-hearted efforts. I want you fully committed, 100% to the team.  I know you can do this, or I would not have pulled you to the side to have this talk.  I need you to be a leader on this team.  So tell me son…Where Do You Stand?”

Evan was called home.  I attended Manresa and received my pep talk.  The new season has begun.  I saw where I was standing and realized where I needed to be.

Let us pray.  Lord, as we go through this game of life, open our eyes and ears to see your signs and hear your calls.  Give us guidance to set our feet in the right direction, heading on the correct path.  Grant us the strength to be leaders of Your team and inspire others to join with us.  Most of all, Lord, help us to come to the realization of where we must stand to better live our lives and glorify You until our season ends.  In Your Name we pray.  AMEN.

God Bless You All,

You Are In My Prayers,

Scott

Therapeutic Writing

Whenever you are fed up with life, start writing: ink is the great cure for all human ills, as I have found out long ago.”—C. S. Lewis

I have been writing off and on since high school.  There were times when words would flow effortlessly and times when they were nonexistent.  I always looked at it as a hobby, something to share with others if I felt like it, or to keep to my self if needed.  I never really looked at it as a cure until the passing of Evan.  Writing has helped me express my feelings of sorrow and grief.  Pen and paper became my counselors.  It was much easier for me to divulge the feelings inside in ink than it was for me to actually speak about them openly to others.  Sure, there were some friends that I was able to openly share with, but still and all, the most open and receptive ear was that white lined marble notebook.  I could bare all and open my heart and soul freely.  I was able to scribble down and jot ideas, thoughts and feelings as incoherently as I wanted.  This allowed me to choose the correct words and express exactly what I was trying to say.  I could make amendments to what was written, or rearrange the lineup so that ideas and statements would flow properly and make sense, as opposed to the jumbled, mumbled, mashed up scramble that make up spoken words when one may be under the stress of everyday life and the situations it brings upon us.

My inspirations came in many forms over the years.  Love, nature, vampires, experience, searching, death, faith, and God.  Some writings were part of word challenges, photo challenges, forms of poetry challenges, or topical challenges.  Some were poems about poetry, poets, or even about writer’s block.  These many topics have all had a hand in shaping me and preparing me for what I now write about, which is, the message I hope to get across to you, the readers.  The years that are beneath me have been the tune-up to find my voice, or should I say, the fountain for my quill.

My ability to convey through writing far outweighs my ability to speak publicly (something I prefer not to partake in).  All this time, God has been preparing me, though I did not know it , and only after recent events am I becoming more aware of what He is calling me to do.  I do believe I have been called to spread the Word and Love of our Lord to all that I can, based on all that I have been made aware of and have witnessed since Evan’s death.  My prayers are that all who come to read what I share, do so with and open mind and heart so that the Holy Spirit may fill them and open their eyes to our Lord.

In closing, yes, ink has become a cure of sorts.  I guess you could even say that I have been getting immunized in the past by writing.  It has allowed me to open up and share with others, the inspirations that have been given to me by the Holy Spirit.  It has allowed me to get through the grief and depression I was suffering from and accept the death of my precious son.  It has become the therapy which, I pray, will enable me to see him once again with our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ some day.  It will help me to continue Evan’s mission of spreading the word of God and trying to live out the rest of my days for His Greater Glory.

In His Name Always,

You are in my prayers,

Scott

The Power of Prayer

“I pray because I can’t help myself.  I pray because I am helpless.  It doesn’t change God–it changes me.”—-C. S. Lewis

 

Nothing is more self-evident than this quote by C. S. Lewis.  Prayer does not change God.  He is, was, and always will be the same…the Alpha and the Omega, the same loving Father, unchanged.  His love for us remains the same always, sinner or saint.  He loves us as we are.  The thing that changes, or makes a difference is our love for Him.  Our love for Him changes through our prayer habits.  Our devotion to God the Father, His Son, the Holy Spirit, and our Blessed Mother brings about the changes inside of us.  In prayer, we get to talk with the Lord one on one.  We have the chance to open our hearts and soul to Him.  We can develop a greater relationship with our Father, who only asks 2 things of us–Love Him above all others, and love our neighbors.

Since the passing of Evan, I definitely learned that I could not survive on my own.  I could not help myself.  I was truly helpless.  It was only through Him that I saw the way out of the darkness.  There was no other solution.  The grief and depression would have swallowed me whole, consumed me from the inside until all that was left would have been an empty shell.  Prayer is what changed me.  Prayer is what brought me back from being dead to Christ.  My faith in our Father was the only thing holding me here.  It was prayer that ensured I would be saved.  Not only my own prayers, but the prayers of all my family and friends, our community, and their friends.  You must remember, even if you are not praying yourself, someone, somewhere, here or gone, is praying for you.  It is unfathomable to realize the number of those who are praying for you that you are totally unaware of.  Always be mindful and thankful of that fact.

Developing a better prayer life is much easier than you might imagine.  After my first retreat at Manresa, I realized how easy it was to make time for prayer, or should I say find time to pray.  I found that time driving home from the retreat that weekend.  No radio.  Just prayers the whole way home.  I incorporated that into my drive to and from work every day, and have been doing so since August of 2017.  Basically a 40 minute round trip.  At first I would just pray and meditate on common prayers, (Our Father, Hail Mary, Glory Be), but it evolved into adding more prayers into the mix, which led to the creation of a whole new devotional which I will explain in a future post.  I also learned that a complete Rosary can be said in that 20 minute time frame and that has made a huge difference in my mood getting to and arriving home each day.

All I am trying to say is that it’s not hard to slip prayers in throughout the day.  Like myself, I found numerous chances with idle time on my hands and mind to slip in a prayer here or there.  Any quiet time you find will do.  An Our Father, Hail Mary, Glory Be, St. Michael’s Prayer, whatever your favorite prayer may be.  Even something as simple as “Jesus, I Trust in You” works well, especially if you meditate on those words and truly put your trust in the hands of Jesus.  There truly is no right or wrong way to pray.  Give the Lord some of the precious time He has graciously given to you.  Thank Him for allowing you to partake in the glory that awaits you, the room in His house, and the feast at his table.

Since this rejuvenation of my prayer life, I am more at peace with myself and others, my road rage has become a thing of the past…(for the most part), because I am in prayer mode and don’t let petty inconveniences on the road get to me like they used to.  So, all I ask of you is this-give it a try.  Make time for prayer throughout the day.  Talk with the Lord for help to get through the day.  Thank Him for all He has blessed you with.  You won’t be disappointed.  And when you start to see that change, you will realize, as Mr. Lewis said, God is not changed by prayer, but we as believers are.

God Bless You Brothers and Sisters,

You are in my prayers,

Scott

Initial Background / Gathering of Thoughts / Reason for Creating This Blog

Here is just a little background information for those of you who are not familiar with my current story.  On April 2nd, 2017, my life and my family changed forever.  I lost my 17 year old son, Evan, a month or so before he was to graduate high school.  I have never seen a faith and love of God so strong in anyone of that age.  I was definitely questioning my own faith after his passing.  I wanted answers from God for why He would take him at such a young age, such a beautiful soul with so much life left ahead of him to live.  I was masquerading myself to others at times, appearing to be fine, when actually breaking on the inside, drowning my sorrows in alcohol any chance I could get.  My family life was becoming stressed, due to my own selfishness and denial of grief and depression, but I continued to try to hold it together in public.  I did not want to seem weak by others, wanted to be strong for my family and friends, and for Evan’s friends.  I kept up this game of charades until August of 2017.  I was lucky enough to attend a retreat at Manresa House of Retreats in Convent, LA.  I was blessed to feel the presence of my son there, as well as that of the Holy Spirit that weekend.  I was able to accept the loss of Evan as the will of God.  I know Evan was prepared for his end.  It was the rest of us who were not.  In short, this blog will basically be about my journey back to the Light of Christ since the passing of Evan, as well as a platform to continue his mission.  That is to spread the Word of God and the message of Christ to all who may read and accept the Holy Spirit into their lives, and to help bring others closer to the Lord.  This will also serve as a continual therapeutic remedy for my grief and depression healing process.  May God bless all of you who come by to read, and know that you are in my prayers.

Scott