Author Archive: Sarah Babbs

Sarah Babbs is a married mother of a toddler girl, writing from Indiana where she moved for love after growing up on the east coast. Sarah and her husband, a lawyer, lead marriage prep classes for their parish in addition to daydreaming about becoming lunatic farmers. During stolen moments when the toddler sleeps and the laundry multiplies itself, Sarah writes about motherhood, Catholic social thought, and ponders the meaning of being a woman "made in the image of God". Her website is Fumbling Toward Grace.

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Five Books for the Catholic Mom’s Soul

Five Books for the Catholic Mom’s Soul

[ 1 ] July 21, AD 2014 |

Living my vocation is hard. So, so hard. However, when I truly invest myself completely in loving and serving these humans that God has given me, the graces flow and joy abounds. Its true, what they say: If mama ain’t happy, ain’t nobody happy. To that end, over the last few years I’ve been seeking […]

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Whatever Isn’t Love

Whatever Isn’t Love

[ 7 ] June 24, AD 2014 |

I was crying again. Sitting in the semi-darkness, the only light coming from the muted TV. Rocking her, always rocking her. My little 3rd child, the one who smiled at me first. The one who cries and cries when not in arms. The one whose body relaxes as I ease her into the Ergo, heart […]

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In Memoriam

In Memoriam

[ 4 ] May 26, AD 2014 |

He hated tattoos, my paternal grandfather. He died when I was 11, but I remember a conversation, one of many had during summer visits to their home, when he told me of his aversion of tattoos. You see, he was there, at Buchenwald. He walked into that stinking pit of hell, wearing Army fatigues and […]

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Jesus, Welcome to My Messy Home

Jesus, Welcome to My Messy Home

[ 2 ] July 22, AD 2013 |

“Jesus entered a village where a woman whose name was Martha welcomed him. She had a sister named Mary who sat beside the Lord at his feet listening to him speak. Martha, burdened with much serving, came to him and said, “Lord, do you not care that my sister has left me by myself to […]

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Catholic and Infertile

Catholic and Infertile

[ 0 ] April 29, AD 2013 |

“The English language lacks the words ‘to mourn an absence.’ For the loss of a parent, grandparent, spouse, child or friend we have all manner of words and phrases, some helpful, some not. Still, we are conditioned to say something, even if it is only ‘I am sorry for your loss.’ But for an absence, […]

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What Should We Do?

What Should We Do?

[ 1 ] December 18, AD 2012 |

We are soaked in blood. I am soaked in blood. There is so much blood everywhere we look, that we’ve stopped recognizing it. I’ve stopped recognizing it. I have not noticed its slow drip, drip, drip into my soul, choking out the love of God and neighbor that should be growing. Sowing instead seeds of […]

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Squeaky Clean

Squeaky Clean

[ 0 ] December 10, AD 2012 |

I had the interesting experience of going to both confession and the dentist back to back this week. On Thursday I had my semi-annual tooth cleaning, and on Friday I went to confession before the vigil Mass for the feast of the Immaculate Conception. There’s nothing quite like being scrubbed and scraped clean, both physically […]

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In Blackwater Woods

In Blackwater Woods

[ 2 ] November 12, AD 2012 |

November is, for me, a month associated with death and dying. On November 1, we celebrate the feast of the all the Saints. In addition to celebration, I remember the due date of the baby we lost. He would have turned three on November 1, 2012. How fitting that the 2nd is a day of […]

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Open Hands, Empty or Full

Open Hands, Empty or Full

[ 6 ] October 16, AD 2012 |

“There”s nothing harder than learning how to receive.” -Over the Rhine When we started out as newly marrieds, learning NFP, we didn”t know anyone else who was married with children. Nearly all of my friends were single, and none of Atticus” married friends lived nearby. We were basically on our own. It was both good […]

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Stabat Mater Dolorosa

Stabat Mater Dolorosa

[ 8 ] September 17, AD 2012 |

Saturday was the feast of Our Lady of Sorrows. The celebration of Mary standing at the foot of the cross. The suffering mother of the suffering Servant. It also happened to be the date of the South Bend-Fort Wayne Diocese women’s conference that I attended with some friends, where Scott and Kimberly Hahn were the […]

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The First and Vital Cell

The First and Vital Cell

[ 3 ] September 13, AD 2012 |

Human beings are essentially social in nature. The second theme of Catholic social teaching is the importance of social relationships and participation in society for human flourishing. Because of the importance of the family, community, and participation, I will break this principle into two posts: the family first, and community and participation second. The Family […]

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The Power of Beauty

The Power of Beauty

[ 8 ] August 20, AD 2012 |

“We do not want merely to see beauty, though, God knows, even that is bounty enough. We want something else which can hardly be put into words – to be united with the beauty we see, to pass into it, to receive it into ourselves.” – CS Lewis We were sitting in his parents’ basement. […]

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Being a Dorothy Day Catholic

Being a Dorothy Day Catholic

[ 17 ] July 23, AD 2012 |

“The greatest challenge of the day is how to bring about a revolution of the heart, a revolution which has to start with each one of us.” “I really only love God as much as I love the person I love the least.” “Don’t worry about being effective. Just concentrate on being faithful to the […]

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Lights for Christ

Lights for Christ

[ 6 ] June 25, AD 2012 |

I hadn’t thought much about Catholic education as a young adult. I attended a public school for K-12 and then chose my small, liberal arts college (which happened to be Catholic) not because it was Catholic, but because they gave me an excellent academic scholarship. Then I fell head over heels in love with God […]

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Pro Patria Mori

Pro Patria Mori

[ 1 ] May 28, AD 2012 |

**WARNING: This post contains photos of war, which should be disturbing for many.** “In Flander”s Field the poppies grow….” is a poem I immediately assosciate with hot, summer sunshine, sweat pooling on my back, when as a child, year after year, we attended the Memorial Day service in my small town. Some years I marched […]

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