Author Archive: Trista Garttner

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Strangers Praying for Me

Strangers Praying for Me

[ 5 ] October 19, AD 2011 |

This past summer during World Youth Day, as my group explored one of the many churches in Spain, I passed by a statue of Our Lady of Guadalupe.  I sighed with joy upon seeing her and moved closer to pray.  Next to me, a woman from Peru did the same.  We shared a smile and […]

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Dante had Virgil; My Brother has…Me?

Dante had Virgil; My Brother has…Me?

[ 3 ] October 5, AD 2011 |

“So why did you pick me for your sponsor?” I asked my brother, following the instructions the Director of Religious Ed had given during our last Confirmation preparation meeting. My brother squirmed in the pew.  “You, um, know a lot about God, and you go to a lot of church stuff, so yeah…”  Zing!  A […]

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A More Visible Witness

A More Visible Witness

[ 6 ] September 28, AD 2011 |

In a moment of bravery during college, I signed up for the Students for Life Retreat with the Helpers of God’s Precious Infants in New York City.  I had never been to a pro-life prayer vigil or stood outside of Planned Parenthood, and I was a little afraid.  Would people be angry at us for […]

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Being Single.

Being Single.

[ 25 ] September 14, AD 2011 |

This weekend is my parish picnic, and I’m having a hard time deciding if I should attend.  I’m part of the parish family, so I have a place, and I should be there.  But I’m also a never-been-married Catholic adult, and in the past, at previous picnics, I’ve felt left out.  As I’ve stood around […]

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A Pilgrimage, Not A Vacation

A Pilgrimage, Not A Vacation

[ 9 ] September 7, AD 2011 |

The following days were a blur of sessions at the Love and Life Centre, Morning Prayer with my group, spending time in front of the Blessed Sacrament, cheering for Pope Benedict, participating in Mass, and making friends with other pilgrims in the streets. I joined in a dance circle of Spanish pilgrims, traded knickknacks with South Koreans, and brushed up on my rudimentary Italian when squished against a group from Tuscany in the Metro.

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Cheering My Love

Cheering My Love

[ 7 ] August 14, AD 2011 |

When I first saw footage of people greeting and listening to the Pope, one aspect struck me as odd: Why did everyone cheer for him? He isn’t a rock star or a celebrity and cheering for him seemed so out of place. Shouldn’t they be bowing their heads, whispering a prayer, or just plain clapping? […]

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