last year, i stumbled upon the fact that a friend of mine's daughter actually made rosaries by hand - i thought "that sounds cool, i should try it." well, i found a shop on-line and got instructions and have made about 6 or 7 sets, maybe more. i would contemplate Mary, think about what i was doing and being an rcia instructor, had to openly admit i had "issues" still, but was working on it.then i saw The Passion of the Christ (six times) and my heart about Mary started to change. not completely, but slowly. i stopped seeing her as a statue and an icon and felt she was a woman with real emotions, real thoughts, feelings.
the last set of rosary beads i made for someone, i really liked - was never really certain if they were to be given to this girl, someone in my religious ed class who had a moment of flippiness and mocked the fact that i enjoyed making rosary beads to my daughter (kids these days...) one of my favorite priests blessed them for me and i felt in my heart that they were really for me! i started praying the Rosary faithfully before daily mass about two weeks ago. nothing was dramatically different, other than the mere fact that i wanted to pray the rosary and not simply sit in church while it was being recited without me chiming in.
yesterday, when i arrived at Church (really making sure i am there from the Apostle's Creed on), i was totally fine (as far as i knew). i started to pray the rosary with my son's needs as my intentions and i don't know what the heck happened, but i had a meltdown. my body was so disabled, my heart was so hurt and i knew without a shadow of a doubt, that my heart was being united with Mary's in suffering for her Son. i was unable to even pray aloud, but know the Spirit interceded for me and i continued on each bead in cadence with the others in church with me. i had, for the first time while praying the rosary, come undone.
i now thank God that i had that experience because it brought me home, truly, and i experienced for the first time the fullness of my faith.
thanks be to God.