The Frugal Catholic: “Your Mother Loves You” by Martha Wild King M.Ed.–March 2018

When my mother died four years ago, her final words to me were, “Your arms are too fat, and remember the poor.” Those words described our kinship.  Our relationship wasn’t what I wanted, but it was the one God gave me;  and it was the only one Mom knew how to give, for we can only give what we have received.  Mom’s words, however unkind they seemed at the time, did inspire me to lose weight and keep it off and to begin selling my dishcloths to purchase farm animals for the poor through Catholic Relief Services.   Her words accomplished their mission.

Now maybe your relationship with your mother is or was better than mine, or perhaps it’s worse.  After all, the only person who could chose His mom was Jesus.  And better yet, He gave  His Beloved Mother to us when he was being crucified on the cross which now means that we too  have the best Mom possible.

So how is your relationship with Your Blessed Mother this Easter season?  She wants to show you.

I first learned of this lovely tradition from Kimberly Hahn, mother of six and wife of Dr. Scott Hahn, a well-known Catholic author and speaker.  She told her children that whenever they find a PENNY, it is her way and Mary’s way of saying, “Your mother loves you.”

Therefore when you are down, look down, and most often you will find a penny on the sidewalk or street.  Ask Mary to show her concern, and some shiny copper will appear letting you know.  Feel alone or confused?  Well that small coin will show you aren’t.

Hence the next time you find that one-cent piece, pick it up and thank God for your Mom—your Blessed Mother, your biological mother, or your adoptive one. Then if you think about it, drop that penny into the collection for the poor:  She dearly loves them too.

2 thoughts on “The Frugal Catholic: “Your Mother Loves You” by Martha Wild King M.Ed.–March 2018”

  1. Mom was orphaned at age four with 2 older sisters. She arose from that to shoulder many burdens well. The missing ingredient was tenderness. Dad was an alcoholic. His tenderness was mated to his own childhood pain. We are shaped by “underground rivers” we don’t see for decades. And the tenderness we crave is not in this world, but in the next. Our Blessed Mother offers abundant tenderness for the asking. A wellspring gift pre-purchased on The Cross. Perhaps this Novena Prayer inspired in me two decades ago will be a comfort to you:
    Oh mighty cloud of witnesses,
    One billion infant saints,
    Baptised by your own blood
    While martyred in your mothers’ wombs,
    Then comforted in Our Blessed Mother’s loving arms,
    For her Innocent Son, like you, was put to death for the sins of others,
    Please pray for us and for our petitions.

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