Patron Saint of Butt-Wipers

Hi friends,

I recently saw the question posed: “If you were the patron saint of something, what would it be?” I thoroughly enjoyed reading through the clever and witty responses, but the question seriously got me thinking: what have I spent most of my time doing this year? I’d like to say it was leading Bible studies or volunteering at the soup kitchen, but the truth was wiping butts. 

As a mom of 3 little ones, I find most of my days are spent nursing, answering the same questions, reading the same books, nursing, making oatmeal, spreading peanut butter, nursing, pretending to be a flying velociraptor tickle monster, nursing, wiping counters, wiping floors, wiping faces, and yes… wiping butts. I can’t remember exactly how I pictured motherhood before I was a mother, but it certainly seemed more sweet, more ordered, and maybe a little more glamorous. And of course there are moments of sweetness and order, but there are also a lot of messes and chaos. And it’s in those moments that I remember: my life is not my own. My house, my money, my time, my family, my work, and my life are ultimately... God’s. I might want to become a saint by reading my Bible hours a day while sipping my coffee, focusing and listening attentively at daily Mass without a child poking my face, volunteering for all the ministries, missions, and open Holy Hours, but alas--that’s not how God wants me to become a saint. 

The people who become Saints, do so in the way God wants them to... or as St. Alphonsus (“The Fonz” as my husband and I affectionately call him) puts it: “Some people are deceived because they wish to become saints, but after their own fashion. They want to love Jesus Christ, but in their own way…”. And St. Frances of Rome reminds me: “A married woman must, when called upon, leave her devotions to God at the altar to find him in her household affairs.” And as St. Faustina (“Foss the Boss”) says: "O life so dull and monotonous, how many treasures you contain! When I look at everything with the eyes of faith, no two hours are alike, and the dullness and monotony disappear. The grace which is given me in this hour will not be repeated in the next.” Or as St. Francis de Sales explains:  “Nothing so impedes our progress in perfection as to be sighing after another way of life.”

Hmmm… I’m sensing a theme here.

“True love of God consists in carrying out God’s will.” (St. Faustina)

I want to be a Saint. The way I do that is by embracing the will of God. And God’s will for me is to be faithful to the vocation that He’s called me to.  So I just want to embrace that by loving my spouse and kids making meals, kissing boo-boos, and wiping butts. And I hope you’ll join me on the journey. 

Onward to Sainthood!

Amber (Future Patron Saint of Butt-Wipers)