rosaries on parade…

… October is traditionally the month of the Holy Rosary. The rosary is one of the most obvious outward signs of our Catholic identity. I’ve also noticed that every rosary has a story and holds a special place in the heart of the owner. All you have to do is comment on someone’s rosary, remarking about it’s beauty or uniqueness. What usually follows is a brief story of how and where they acquired it. Some used to belong to a special person, some were purchased on a pilgrimage, while others may have been blessed by a priest who is a good friend.

So, to celebrate the beauty of the rosary I would like to see yours. I want to know it’s story and I would be honored if you allowed me to share it here. Or post a picture and summary on your own blog and invite others to do the same. Who knows, maybe someone who hasn’t called their Mother in decades will be inspired. I truly believe in the power of the Rosary.

Thanks, David for the marvelous idea.

Pictured above is my own rosary picked out by my Franciscan loving son.

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  • What a beautiful rosary!! David did come up with a great idea.

  • I don't have pictures,(must rectify that soon!) but I do have a lot of rosaries going back for 35 years.There are about three dozen of all colors, sizes, etc. hanging on a special display rack. I use all of them in rotation. Yesterday I ordered a miniature rosary in a tiny medallion. The first one is very special. My sister gave it to me when I was received into the Catholic Church. I have one like Mother Theresa's favorite that was given by a person who was in India working in on of her houses. There is one that was blessed (in a huge lot) by Pope John II, and there is one that has earth from Jerusalem embedded in the back of the crucifix. They are wood, glass, silver, cloisonne, ebony, ceramic, and of course – plastic! They are every colour but orange and I am still hunting for one of those. All are blessed.In addition to the major collection are a bunch of olive wood ones that are in the car, the kitchen, the office, my coat pockets and so forth so that I am never without one nearby. Many otherwise wasted hours have been spent in prayer rather than in frustration in waiting rooms and long lines!The Rosary is my favorite devotion and prayer and I always feel unsettled if the day ends without my having prayed it.

  • You'll have to go to my own blog and see how I chronicled the making of my new favorite Rosary. The postings on May 22, May 24, and May 26 tell the story. You see I'm a Lay Dominican and we can wear a Dominican habit, as a funeral shroud. That includes wearing a habit Rosary.

  • It's beautiful.

  • Your rosary is quite beautiful.

  • J2

    Such a lovely idea!My rosary was made by Discalced Carmelites in Peru. They used the 400 year old timbers from a chapel to carve the beads. So beautiful and a wonderful way to support their community.

  • Libera Me posted his account, a beautiful story, inspired by your post. left my own story as a comment on his post.Thanks so much for the opportunity to share.

  • I don't have a picture of the rosary, but I have a story. I came into the Church in 1994, after 23 years of reading, thinking, praying, etc. However, I believe the rosary is what got me the final years of that period. Being a Southern girl, Catholicism was largely an unknown to me. Even so, I loved to go to the local Catholic book store a lot. One day, in 1987, I decided to buy a rosary and a booklet so I could teach myself how to pray this beloved prayer. I wanted to see what it was all about. I locked myself into my room and prayed the pray, along with the intention that I get a job. You know the outcome. I got the job, and even better, I came into the Church less than 10 years later. I will always believe the Blessed Mother took that simple little act of faith and led me to the Church.

  • is my story. I need to get some pictures up. Before I rebuilt my computer, the camera's memory card wouldn't work, though…Thanks for the idea. 😀

  • I would never take a picture of my rosary–it's currently a very cheap plastic blue one, with a string not a chain.I break my rosaries very regularly.My first Rosary was made for me by a Franciscan Friar, who gave me instructions when I became Catholic. I carried that rosary on all my jumps, and through things like jungle school, etc. When it finally broke, and went away, i quite carrying one. Then I started getting hurt on jumps, etc. Finally, not carrying my rosary, I quit saying my rosary. Then I fell away, and my life turned to sh*t. It wasn't until I returned to the Church, and startedpraying the rosary, that my life become ordered, and I was able to reconcile with my family.

  • I posted mine on my campus ministry blog: forward to reading other peoples' rosary stories…peace,marika

  • I returned to the Faith this past Lent: the only rosary I had was a wooden one with Our Lady of Guadelupe image. I had kept it all the while I was lost, having given the others away. I still have it, it was blessed recently by my priest. I guess Our Lady knew I would return, so she made sure I would have it.

  • My rosary comes from Rome in 1978 when Jhn Paul II was made ePope .it is all black and siver Our Father an duniture bells of the five Decades.The Crucifix is a bent Cross like his Crosier he carried, I received frm a Secular Franiscan Order as I am too member

  • I have several rosaries, two from Rome, one blessed by Pope John XXIII, another by Pope Paul VI. My favorite is one brought back from Our Lady of Knock, Ireland, by my son. Neither my mother who brought me the ones from Rome, or my son, are practicing Catholics. They saw my love of the rosary anyway.

  • I published a short write up about mine here on the Back Pew: rosary is happily connected to the Irish punk band Flogging Molly

  • I would happily send pictures, except that most of my rosaries are broken. My husband has the bad habit of borrowing mine, and then keeping them in his pockets where he fidgets with them, or falling asleep still holding them, or sending them through the washing machine. The upshot of this is that they're all broken except the ugly plastic ones which are indestructible but not as nice to use.

  • I have four special rosaries. My all-time favorite was part of my first Holy Communion gift set. I think they still give these to kids. I haven't used it for many years but I preserve it carefully. About 15 years ago, a Navy chaplain who said Mass at our weekend Air Guard drills had received transfer orders, and as a farewell gift gave me a handful of handmade rosaries he brought back from a pilgrimage to the Holy Land. They were the wooden-beads-strung-on-knotted-parachute-cord style; he said the vendor told him the beads, centerpiece and crucifix were carved from olive wood from trees growing around Jerusalem. The "Hail Mary" beads are oval and the "Our Father" beads are tiny Greek (equal-armed) crosses. Father asked me to keep one for myself, and give the rest away.Over time my name has gotten onto the mailing lists of all sorts of Catholic religious orders and organizations who keep sending endless fundraiser mailings, some with free rosaries enclosed. Most of these rosaries are the mass-produced sort, with flimsy chains, plastic beads and crude cast metal crucifixes and centerpieces. I don't like to throw away any rosary, so I set them aside and eventually give them away. One of these "promo" rosaries was however strikingly beautiful, with laquered wooden beads and nicely detailed metal pieces. I kept that one and it became the one I used regularly until I received my current favorite…Summer 2009, I went to visit a dear friend in Wisconsin, whose mother was slowly dying from advanced COPD. Both my friend and her mom are fallen-away Catholics, but at an opportune moment I asked "Mom" if she would be willing to have a priest come out and administer Anointing of the Sick. Somewhat to my surprise, she agreed to receive a priest and be anointed, so I went to the local parish and explained the situation to the pastor. He agreed to go the next day (there is a rosary in this tale, trust me). As it happened, the pastor took his associate priest along on the call, and they "double-teamed" the visit. I never learned whether "Mom" was reconciled that day or not, but I do know she received both priests cordially and was anointed. I spoke with Father after morning Mass the next day, and to my surprise he was very emotionally moved by his encounter with "Mom" and thanked me profusely for arranging the visit. He asked me to wait, he had something in his quarters he wanted to give me. He returned shortly and gave me a little flapped plastic pouch, half white and half yellow, with B16's papal arms printed on it. Inside was a miniature rosary, about half the size of a normal one, very simple with tiny black plastic beads, tiny wire chain links, and shiny metal crucifix and centerpiece. Father said he had received it on a recent trip to Rome, that it had been personally blessed by the Pope, and he wanted me to have it. I was blown away at his generosity, and I've been praying with it ever since."Mom" died last April. I don't know, but I hope she reconciled to the Church before she died and received the all the final sacraments. I'm very glad I took the opportunity to arrange her anointing; that priestly sick call established a connection with her local pastor, and opened long-closed channels of grace. We never know when and how we will be called upon to serve as channels of God's grace in someone's life. We must seize every opportunity when it presents itself.Sorry, long-winded post. Peace and Good to all.

  • Per your request, personal posts about experiences related to the Rosary. – family practice of praying the Rosary started this month with kids ages 3, 7, 8 & 10. Successful and will continue every night. – grandma's first wage in US silver dollars forged into a Rosary.