One Good Turn Deserves Another
When I went to the hospital to have
my fifth baby, my sister offered to stay with my four other children. The youngest one was nearly potty trained but
still had accidents. He messed his pants
one day, while I was still away. My
sister scolded my son and told him she did not want to have to clean up his
mess. He listened until she was done and
then told her: “That’s O.K. Auntie. When I get big and you get little and mess
your pants, I’ll change yours for you.”
~Ginny Dolojak, Bismarck, North Dakota
An Unusual Suspect

Trying to be
diplomatic about this I responded, “Who do you think it is?”
I expected
her to guess the truth as she shook her head and replied, “I don’t know who he
really is, but I think he stole my wallet!”
~Jeff Cavins, Author Great
Adventure Bible Series
All in a Name
I
had to laugh when my grandson Christopher explained to me that the angel
"Gatorade" appeared to Mary.
Then, my granddaughter Carrie told me about Jesus’ special friends—the”
twelve impossibles”.
Perhaps they were onto something. After all, the Angel Gabriel is an athlete of sorts with all his long-distance travel. And if not for the grace of God, those twelve apostles would certainly have been on a mission impossible.
~Jim
Horvath, Miramar, FL,
Communion Cookies
My
Godchild Natalie was a bit precocious as a small child. On the occasion of the Confirmation of her
cousin Tara, her mom, Cindy went to the bishop’s Communion line with Natalie in
tow. As Cindy headed back to the pew, she turned around to see Natalie,
standing in front of the Bishop, staring him dead in the eye, hands on her
hips. Natalie exclaimed loudly: "How come everyone else got a cookie, and
all I got was a pat on the head?"
Not
only did Bishop Curtis begin to laugh loudly, but also so did the entire
congregation. It was heard loud and
clear since the Bishop’s microphone was still on.
~Christine
Trollinger
Laughs for Our Lady
After
a long journey to get to Lourdes, France, our family (including Kyle, age 9; Zachary, age 7; and
Spencer, age 5), finally arrived at the beautiful grotto where Our Blessed
Mother appeared to Saint Bernadette. Our little family knelt down, and began to
“quietly” pray the rosary as best we could
with three young boys. I told Kyle and
Zachary to go slightly forward and silently pray the rest of the rosary. After less than a minute, Zachary said, “Mommy, I’m done.”
“Zachary, how can you be finished
with your rosary already?” I asked.
He
replied, “I
am, mommy. I prayed the joyful AND the
terrible mysteries!”
~Lynn Mishky, Coronado, CA
Nap Time?
When
my husband was ordained to the permanent deaconate family members came to
participate in the liturgy for this wonderful occasion. It was deeply touching, especially the part
in which the deacon’s prostrate themselves before the altar during the litany.

then said: “Is that why Uncle Rex
and those other two men laid down on
the floor to take a nap while
everyone else was praying?”
~Joyce
McDowall, Bismarck, ND
Something Special
My
daughter, Marcelene, loves going to church. When she was four, she
explained what made the services
so special to her. "Mom, they're
saying my name! They said,
'Christ have Marci on us.'"
~Terri
Pilcher, Bel Air, MD
The Power of Baptism
~Betty
Heidrich, Bismarck, ND
Only Say the Word
I was rounding up
John Michael, my three-year-old and his two-year old brother David for naps. I
asked John Michael if he was ready for a nap.
He replied to me, "No, I am not ready for a nap but only say the
word and I shall be healed."
I got a big chuckle and related the story to our priest, Fr. Joel.
“I wonder which words could heal him from his aversion to naps?” I
laughed.
Father suggested,
"Behold the nap of John. Blessed are they who nap until supper."
~Mary
Klopcic , Bel Air, MD
Wine Tasting

~Lynn Mishky, Coronodo, CA
Career Choices
Before my daughter Shannon turned
three, she informed me that she was going to be inventor. She took her career choice very seriously and
was always full of creative ideas. During first grade, however, another
potential career caught her attention. She loved religion class at St.
Elizabeth’s and enjoyed learning about the saints. One day, she brought me a book on the lives
of the saints to read with her. "Mom, maybe I don't want to be an
inventor,” she said thoughtfully. “Is it possible to be a Saint for a career
choice? What would I have to do to
become a Saint?"
"Well, for starters, you
could start by sitting still in church," I suggested.
Without missing a beat, she
responded: "Oh, then I guess I’ll
just stick to being
an inventor.”
~Mariann Petersen, Anchorage, AK
An Early Calling

He looked at me, shrugged his
shoulders, and just as serious as could be, said, “I guess I have to…you said you were sending me to priest
school.” (pre-school) J
~Elizabeth
Schmeidler
This selection was reprinted from the bestselling collection Amazing Grace for Families.
This selection was reprinted from the bestselling collection Amazing Grace for Families.
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