My love affair with the rosary resulted from the unfathomable loss of my 20 year old son. It wasn't an intellectual pursuit, or a new spiritual direction, or a positive effort on my part to pray meaningfully. Rather, it was the action of a desperate mother grasping at straws to keep from falling into the abyss of cynicism, lost faith, negativity. The details, background, and choices associated with learning the rosary provide the backbone for an essay published in the Liguorian (May/June, 2010, currently available http://www.liguorian.org/index.php?option=com_content&view=article&id=273:beads-of-comfort-finding-god-in-the-spaces-between&catid=20:spirituality&Itemid=27). Soon, I will post the essay to my website. I hope you will read the essay that spawned this blog.
Next, I promise, we'll look at the Mysteries individually.
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