The saints had the same struggles we do: to get out of bed in the morning, handle cranky people, find energy for hard work, survive illness. But they also had a surpassing wonder at a radiant God. Compared to that, everything else was small potatoes. Whatever came, they could move in a vast sea of mercy.
St. Augustine said, “What Christ was by nature,
we become by grace.”
Bless our becomings, O Christ.
Help us grow into yourself.
In honor of St. Monica, who never gave up on her son, Augustine, thank someone—not necessarily a biological parent—who nurtured you.