Katie Lubs in Indiana
Tell us your name, age and your state-in-life!
Katie Lubs. 28. Wife of 7 years to my husband Daniel. Stay at home momma to three beautiful boys. High school youth minister turned volunteer in various church ministries
Are you a cradle Catholic, convert or revert?
Cradle Catholic
What’s been the biggest game changer in your Catholic faith?
Thus far, it is four-fold, but who knows where my faith will take me in the future!
First how my parents raised me. Mass every week, the importance of prayer, and monthly confession. This also included a lifelong Catholic education for school (even college).
Second the National Catholic Youth Conference was where God called me to begin doing ministry in and for the Church. My first conference was in Atlanta, GA in 2005.
Third was becoming a wife and mother. Teaching my own children the faith and living for four other people has forever changed me and made me look at my own faith in a different way. My life goal is to raise saints and maybe even a priest!
Fourth has been a lifelong battle with anxiety and depression. I am blessed to have my faith, one in which promises so much hope. One in which my God will never abandon me. Learning to trust in His plan for my life is part of overcoming my anxiety and growing in my faith journey. I am still working on this one every day!
Name a saint you identify with and share why.
St. Monica and St. Augustine
St. Augustine because even though I never fell away from the faith in high school I gave my parents a hard time being a wild child and forgot to make God my top priority. St. Monica because God laughed and gave me three sons. I hope to gain strength and wisdom in raising boys, and follow her example and have patience and wisdom as she did raising her own wild child St. Augustine. Whenever I lose patience with my boys the prayer I say out loud is “Jesus, Mary, Joseph, and St. Monica pray for me!” I get lots of strange looks in the grocery store!
When have you felt most valued as a woman in the Church?
I never felt valued until I was pregnant with my first son. My son has a family name that isn't religious at all, Dean Allen. I was given a hard time he didn't have a saint or biblical name. A priest I worked for told me that perhaps I was raising the first saint with this name! He said sometimes our biggest contribution to the kingdom of God is not something we do but someone we raise. As a woman I have a huge responsibility raising the next generation of Catholics and passing down the faith.
What’s your favorite way to pray?
With my family! Every night we say prayers with our boys. Then before we go to bed for the night my husband and I pray out loud together! We list prayer requests, say an Angel of God or other memorized prayer, lift up any stresses and worries, and thank God for all our blessings.
Favorite liturgical holiday?
Easter
A practical reason is because there is less pressure and stress around this holiday. Also I love springtime. The main reason is because without the Resurrection there would be no hope. I live in the hope of one day meeting Christ face to face. Without the Resurrection there would be nothing to look forward to. Our faith would mean nothing. Also I get to celebrate a mini Easter every Sunday!
What do you do for fun?
I love to read, especially historical fiction. I have a passion for anything history, traveling to historic cities, visiting old graveyards, antiques and family heirlooms and researching my own family's genealogy. I enjoy traveling with my family and going on new adventures, our favorite place to go is Savannah, Georgia. Whenever we travel we love checking out new churches. I also relish being outside and spending time with our very large extended family. Sometimes my fun is as simple as aimlessly wandering the aisles of Target by myself while drinking a Starbucks.
Three words that describe you — go
Passionate, persevering , devoted
There’s a word in Welsh, “hiraeth,” that embodies what this new normal meant for me. The word hiraeth means a homesickness or nostalgia for a home that you can’t return to, or maybe never was. It is a deep longing for something that no longer exists. And that feeling – of a longing that can’t be fulfilled, a thirst that can’t be slaked – is exactly what it felt like, trying to “move on” from the grief, to find a new home.