St. David picked me :)

note to my faithful readers: if you are not Catholic and have often wondered by Catholics pray with the saints, read this before reading any further...

this is not a thread for discussion over whether you believe it is right or wrong, we all ask our friends to intercede for us while on the earth, why not those who are glorified with God in Heaven? it only makes sense. that is my stance and i'm stickin' to it...

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finding this cool fellow through julie d. (is it julie d. day or what?!?), i ventured over to moneybags's site and discovered the adventure he is going on and taking other folks with her, not even reluctantly!

There is a custom among us of drawing by lot, on New Year's Day, special Patrons for ourselves for the whole year. In the morning during meditation, there arose within me a secret desire that the Eucharistic Jesus be my special Patron for this year also, as in the past. But, hiding this desire from my Beloved, I spoke to Him about everything else but that. When we came to refectory for breakfast, we blessed ourselves and began drawing our patrons. When I approached the holy cards on which the names of the patrons were written, without hesitation I took one, but I didn't read the name immediately as I wanted to mortify myself for a few minutes. Suddenly, I heard a voice in my soul: "I am your patron. Read." I looked at once at the inscription and read, "Patron for the Year 1935 - the Most Blessed Eucharist." My heart leapt with joy, and I slipped quietly away from the sisters and went for a short visit before the Blessed Sacrament, where I poured out my heart. But Jesus sweetly admonished me that I should be at that moment together with the sisters. I went immediately in obedience to the rule.

Excerpt from Divine Mercy in My Soul, the Diary of St. Faustina"

moneybags at A Catholic Life speaks of choosing a saint at random to be your patron for the year ... or actually of letting the saint choose you. he graciously offered offered to let others have their patron for the year "chosen" as well.

did i not scurry over to see who would choose me? i mean, after all the rejections on the playground for first round draft pick for kickball, i was certain i wouldn't be rejected by a saint of God! i threw in my hat and requested he use whatever promptings he had of the Spirit and waited for my email, not without anxiety, of course, because it is, after all, almost like a blind date :)

my email came late last night: the saint who chose me was St. David of Wales

now, enough about me and anxiety, what about St. David? here's a basic snippet of his life, and the main points that have our *connectivity*:

1. he was Welsh, i am Welsh :)

2. my father was buried at Holy Trinity Monastery in St. David's, Arizona

3. Representation : Celtic bishop with long hair, a beard, and a dove perched on his shoulder - must i remind my fair readers that your fair blog hostess ALSO HAS A DOVE ON HER SHOULDER? okay, mine is inked in, but still...and it isn't like i ran out and got the tat last night after getting moneybags's email or anything...it has been there for almost 3 years~!~

4. sources say that Dewi was a very gentle person who lived a frugal life. helloooo!! did i not just say the other day i needed help being frugal? check out #5...

how cool is this? i am psyched i have a new pal to ask for intercession from...i will post updates on more similiarites as they arise :)