St. Catherine of Alexandria, Riverside
It’s cold and flu season once again. I know this because of all the news stories and commercials selling cough medicine pain relievers, etc. The daytime hours seem warm enough (here in southern California) that a short sleeve shirt may be in order, but the nights may dip into the 20s or 30s which cause us to become chilled and play havoc with our immune systems.
As a result, most of us will probably experience a sniffle or two at this time of the year and feel blessed if we don’t get real sick and have to miss a day or two of work or school.
When we get sick, the TV commercials tell us, “We call for Dr. Mom.”
As Roman Catholics, however, we have a team of “doctors” and “miracle workers” at our disposal. Not just the doctors (who are important!) and/or our parents or guardians who have our best interest at heart. We call them the Saints for they heal through intercessory prayer.
One of my go-to February saints is St. Blaise.
|St. Blaise, Feb. 3|
For those who aren’t familiar with the ritual, blessed candles are loosely tied together, held in the shape of a cross and held under the throat of the person receiving the blessing, while the words “Through the intercession of St. Blaise, bishop and martyr, may God deliver you…” are prayed aloud.
It is a special prayer for our participants and a blessing for me to be invited back each year to share in this ancient celebration of our Roman Catholic faith with our children, many of whom approach their faith with wide-eyed innocence and a sincere trust in God’s love for them. These younger aged children aren’t embarrassed or self-conscious (as many teens become) about what other people might think of them standing at the head of the line with candles stuck under their chin.
As I moved through the upper grades I can see where they start to feel awkward or concerned by the opinion of those around them, from embarrassed laughter, feigned boredom and finally (perhaps) resigned acceptance that ‘it’s a Catholic thing’.
Some of the upper classes joined me in praying the prayer, as we all should, as a community that prays for and cares for one another. They may one day take my place in the service to this joyous blessing.
Depending on their ability, I usually invite one or more of the students to join me in blessing their teacher or, occasionally, myself if I do not have assistance with the blessings (some years I am accompanied by one of our priests and other years by the principal of our school).
I emphasize that St. Blaise is praying for healing on our behalf, but it is God who does the actual blessing, healing and deliverance ‘…from every disease of the throat and every other illness.’
Like the Blessing of the Animals in October, our faith celebrates the joy and awesome love that God has for his creation and how we should always approach our Heavenly Father with a child’s sense of wonder and trust that God has made us to be his hands and feet to care for the needs of others and this planet on which we live.
It is truly our prayers, united together, that make the perfect prescription for what ails the body… Especially, the Body of Christ.
We need to safeguard this belief and never allow ourselves or our children to become so embarrassed or ashamed that we forget the medicinal value of prayer or the mercy and grace God bestows upon those who are willing to pray without ceasing