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During my stay-at-home years with our young family, my husband's job kept him out of the house and away, often.

We spent six months praying for a new job.

While we did, his company asked him to facilitate an acquisition of a new start-up in Massachusetts, for his New York-based company. It was becoming clear that this might necessitate a move for our family. It was not the answer we were looking for—we were praying for a new job, not a new address!

So we both prayed some more.

About a week later, while waiting for Bob to come home from the airport from yet another trip to the Bay State, I was praying the rosary. I was meditating on the Joyful Mysteries—the Visitation—when "Mary set out and went with haste to . . . the hill country, where she . . . greeted Elizabeth."

It was right there; I just knew we would move.

These things can be hard to explain, but there was a flood of peace that accompanied this prayer—this new job was the answer to six months of petitions raised heavenward. I was struck by how my usually stubborn and slow-to-accept-change heart was inexplicably opened by this simple contemplation of Mary on the move.

Mary's swift yes to God's will brought a move to Mary's life. Her visitation with Elizabeth was on the heels of giving her yes, her fiat, to God's invitation at the Annunciation to receive His Son into her womb, into her heart, and into her life. (See Luke 1:26-38.)

Here is what I've learned, since then:

First, a move of the heart often yields a move to action.

When God invites us to do his will, changes occur in us and around us. God's will is always for our good, because he loves us. Just like he loved Mary.

My saying yes to the invitation to move would change not only my locale and our family domicile, it would also change me. I would be saying yes to new people, places, and things. I would be moving way beyond my comfort zone. And the mother in me would be called upon to create a new home and comfort zone for my husband and small children. I took Mary and her example with me.

Second, wherever Mary goes, she brings Jesus.

Mary's visitation to Elizabeth is about so many things. (See Luke 1:39-56, also the feast day on May 31.) It is the first missionary journey of bringing Christ to the world. It is the powerful revelation of Christ's presence in our midst. It is the reunion of family, of sisterly kin separated by geography and age. It is the generosity of women coming together to support each other in their faith and in the mission they have in their families and in the world. It is a celebration of life in the womb, of maternity, and service both to mother and child and the rest of the family. It is the making of a home, a welcoming place not only for mothers and fathers and children, but decidedly, for others as well. It is about recognizing the good and mighty things that God has done for us.

And, yes, that Jesus is in the middle of it all. As Mary brings Jesus to all persons and places, we should too.

So we moved our family north, and I was determined to keep Mary's sensibilities among mine—to keep Jesus present in each phase of our life, to make prayer a priority in our family rhythm, to have signs and symbols of our faith in our home.