Within those pages I felt her story take hold of my heart. She was deformed... ugly. Her family hated her and casted her away from their love. She had no friends, and relied only on the mercy of Jesus and His Most Blessed Mother. In her loneliness and exile, she found peace and happiness that few could understand.
I felt one with this saint. My own family had rejected me, and I felt ugly and deformed. I wasn't popular and had only one constant friend, who at the time was also rejecting me. In the midst of my childish sorrows, I had asked the Blessed Mother to adopt me and care for me since no one else would. In answering my heartfelt request, she sent me Saint Germaine, my patroness and my sister-soul who would forever be my constant friend.
Though I've been away from the Catholic Church for many years, I haven't been far from Saint Germaine or the Blessed Mother. Their constant intercession has been the tether to my faith... a beacon in the storm of my sin. I recognize this and cling to their examples of what "fiat" means: Pure humility, joyful and patient acceptance of suffering, and steadfast love of and trust in God's Will.
So it is with the Blessed Mother and Saint Germaine in mind that I open this blog. I ask that they be my constant examples, that they continue to exercise their powerful intercession for the conversion of my heart, and that they pray in a special way for the Holy Spirit to utilize my words for His Will.