Friday, April 18, 2008

St. Gerard - Part III

Something to move the story along - a little short and sweet for a Saturday. And NO that's not St. Gerard in the photo. And to be quite honest - I haven't a clue who she belongs to ...
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April 6, 1747. How the years fly! Gerard was twenty-one and as yet had not found his heart’s desire. He had a fair business: at least he could support his mother. He gave he a third of all his earnings. Another third went to the poor of Muro. The rest was for Masses for the Poor Souls. As for himself . . . God would provide. Not too practical to a hard-headed businessman, but he was more than just a small town tailor. He wanted to be a saint.

His mother was driven to distraction by her son. He would not eat her meals. He was lean from fasting and penance, pale from long vigils of prayer in the nearby cathedral. But if his constitution was frail, his disposition was always on a holiday: gay as a lark, merry as a little child.

Okay, now for a question: Why did I chose this picture for this post?

6 comments:

Karrot's Blog said...

why did you choose this picture for St.Gerard?
because he took care of little kids who pick their noses... your kids are being well taken care of! HAHAHAHAHAAAAAA!

Shelly said...

ummmm - no

kayla said...

Hey, Momma. Just a guess...
Is this how you think he managed to sustain himself?
:)

Shelly said...

ummm - no [and yuck]

I guess no one else has a mind like mine. That probably goes w/out sayin'. Oh, i'm so disappointed that no one is guessing :o(

Karrot's Blog said...

are you going to tell us.... or are 'we' supposed to assume that it is because S.G loves kids with fingers in their noses?

Shelly said...

well, after much thought and pondering on what kind of nut i am - it doesn't *really* fit w/what the post stated.

I was thinking that Gerard was a *picky* eater, hence the picking. But in actuality...he chose not to eat.

sorry - trying to be funny and it backfired!