I know the feeling. I felt the same way not so long ago. I remember sitting on my bed, in my apartment, holding the beads and feeling even more klutzy than usual. This is supposed to be easy? I muttered, as I tried to juggle meditating on a mystery and keeping my fingers on the right bead and saying a prayer I wasn’t comfortable with yet.
I gave up on it pretty quickly. But God wasn’t going to let me off the hook so easily (and I’m grateful for that!). In one big lump, I had something big to pray about, a commute to grad school, and a rosary CD a friend had given me. It was around that time that I realized that I have ten fingers – exactly the number of Hail Marys in a decade! – and so it was that I came up with my little system for driving and counting off the prayers in a rosary.
In the midst of all that rosary-ing, I got hooked.
Since our husbands work together, it was easy enough to stuff an envelope full of goodies and send it via “hubby mail” to the office. She sent me a little note thanking me, and sharing this little exchange she had with her three-year-old daughter as they were looking through the pamphlet that briefly outlines and explains the mysteries (in full-color with beautiful pictures).
Emma: Where’s Jesus’ daddy?
Heather: He’s in Heaven.
Emma: I want to see Jesus.
Heather: Well Honey, He lives… in… your heart.
Emma: He does?
Heather: Mmm Hmmm.
Emma (eyes wide open): Wowwww…And is it him that keeps my heart “beeping”?
Heather: Well, in a way…yes…
Emma (shocked amazement…jaw dropping): Mommy feel! Feel it beeping? You feel Jesus doing that?
Heather (emotional now): Yes, Honey…I do.
Emma: Jesus sure is strong, isn’t he?
Heather (eyes welling with tears): Yes…he sure is.