No lasting city

Our new home in Omaha, Nebraska.


For here we have no lasting city, but we seek the city which is to come” (Heb 13:14).

Some of my readers must be wondering where I have gone. I’ll tell you: to Omaha. Let me explain…

Just before Lent, my husband lost his job and we were left without an income (except a bit coming in from my books). We knew we would likely have to move, because New Ulm had few employment opportunities (although we did seriously consider an opportunity in nearby Mankato). Our hope was to return to the Twin Cities to be nearer our parents as they age. But God’s plan was otherwise. Dan was unemployed for two months. Others were surprised that he found a job “so quickly.” It did not seem quick when we were living it!

The Diocese of Omaha was seeking an Editor and General Manager for The Catholic Voice. Diocesan communications has been Dan’s field almost our entire marriage. He applied for the job, traveling to meet Archbishop Lucas and others, while the kids and I put school on hold to start packing. When he was offered the job with a start date of June 1, we began house hunting online. We did not want to be separated while he worked.

The Lord was good. (He always is!) We visited Omaha for one weekend. In that time we viewed four houses, put an offer on one, and it was accepted. Since the owners had already moved out, we were able to move in on June 5.

Since our marriage in 2001, we have lived in Minneapolis; West St. Paul; Lacrosse, Wisconsin; New Ulm in southern Minnesota; and now Omaha. We are settling in. Our new school year started this week.

Omaha is a very Catholic city. My new doctor (whom I picked at random) goes to weekly Adoration. I have been seeing a lot of doctors this year. My health has been somewhat… troublesome.

Nothing but Your will

God has been teaching me something. A lot, actually.

He has been teaching me to say, “Not my will, but thine be done.” And mean it.

A Facebook friend said something striking the other day. I had commented about detachment growing when God “takes things away from you.” She replied that if you embrace God’s will, He has not taken anything from you. You have given it up willingly. Our Lord said:

For this reason the Father loves me, because I lay down my life, that I may take it again.  No one takes it from me, but I lay it down of my own accord. I have power to lay it down, and I have power to take it again; this charge I have received from my Father.” (John 10:17 – 18)

He lay it down, because His Father’s will came first.

God’s will is often at odds with what we think is best. But His will is better. We are in this for eternity, not just for today, or this year, or until retirement. When we keep our eyes and our hearts fixed on Him, everything else pales. When He leads us a direction we find distasteful, but we follow anyway because we love Him, we realize more and more how trivial everything is besides love and obedience.

We are Abraham’s children

My health concerns are not serious, but they are chronic and make daily life interesting. I have had to reduce my diet to mostly fruits, vegetables, eggs, nuts, and cheese. Cooking for my family is more of a service now than something I do because I love to try exotic foods. Most of the things I cook I cannot even sample. But, then, I have always wanted to be thin. And God knows best.

He knows that food does not matter, as long as it keeps us alive. That if we cling to Him, we always have our Father with us. That neither health nor the lack of it means anything on its own.

As time goes on, I feel more of an affinity with Abraham, just as my dad has, and for the same reasons:

By faith Abraham obeyed when he was called to go out to a place which he was to receive as an inheritance; and he went out, not knowing where he was to go. By faith he sojourned in the land of promise, as in a foreign land, living in tents with Isaac and Jacob, heirs with him of the same promise. For he looked forward to the city which has foundations, whose builder and maker is God.” (Heb 11:8 – 10)

The Rossini family is not living in tents. In fact, our house is huge and much nicer than anything we have owned before. We could not have afforded it elsewhere. I try to remind myself constantly that it is only a temporary dwelling. God may ask us to move again. He may ask other things I do not particularly like. No doubt, He will.

I lay it down, Lord. Your will be done.

Connie Rossini

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8 Responses


    Connie, hello! Love this article, as I do all you write. Had to comment: I fell asleep last night and woke up this morning praying about doing God’s will. I’m fully (?) aware of the need to and benefits of doing so, and cherish the quote, “In His will, our peace” ( Dante, right?). Still, it really hit me last night, as I lay in bed still aching after yet another long day’s bout with a terrible migraine, that perhaps I’m only paying lip service to offering these sufferings to Him, and in particular the sufferings of my sons’ separation from Holy Mother Church. I need to pray much about whether or not I’ve truly abandoned myself, to His will in this regard… if I continue to suffer daily with these and ongoing stomach and esophageal issues ( I can so relate to you… sorry!) as an act of will, of abandonbonment or of love… or duty?

    Sorry, this is getting too long– this just resonated, especially here in the wee hours ( up at 4:15 again [yeah, insomnia, too]). If today’s migraine breaks enough I’ll be able to go to my Veritatas Splendor Institute (VSI) class, which is our diocese’s graduate level course in catechesis, with courses taught by our incredible Bishoo Gruss and many fine young and dedicated priests. ( PS We’ve got a new instructor on Mariology… methinks I’ll introduce him to your books!). Today we start year three of the three year program, which will soon be required for catechists and deacons in our diocese. Love it! Tons of work, but all big fun!

    Which reminds me that I still owe you a “report” on certain heretical books. I’ll spare you further abuse of your blog, and least for now, and PM you.

    God bless you and your most precious family.
    To Jesus through Mary,
    Mary I

    • Connie Rossini

      Hi, Mary! Always great to hear from you. Sorry you are still having those terrible migraines. It’s hard to determine if one is really accepting God’s will out of love or duty. For me, it seems that when I can sincerely say, “I will accept any suffering that will bring me closer to you, Lord,” or , “Do whatever is necessary for increasing my union with you” — while actually suffering (not while only recalling suffering) — that we are sincere. Wish I had time to take some classes, but that’s obviously not God’s will right now (so why am I wishing it? 😉 ). Thanks for sharing my books.


    PPS Be forewarned that I’ve additional thoughts on acceptance and abandonment versus detachment. Too much thinking for too early in the morning when I’m supposed to be lying down, getting rid (ha!) of a migraine, and preparing for class.

  3. Michelle

    It’s pretty simple really. God bless your willingness Connie and your new home! I’m with you on the health, but I’ve been lagging in the action department. Thankfully, His graces are new everyday.

    • Connie Rossini

      Good to hear from you, Michelle! Yes, we can always start over. Today is the day of salvation! My will does not make me happy. The more I see that, the easier it is to let it go. Prayers for you.

  4. Brian H. Gill

    Well-said. I suspect detachment seems easier when it’s someone else doing the detaching. First-hand, I’ve found it an – interesting – effort.

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