Friday, October 21, 2016


If I didn't know the story of the ark, I'd be a little worried right now. I do, though, so this torrential-day-long-downpour isn't worrying me that much. Water in the basement is very much a first-world-problem. While I'm counting my blessings...

1. This dude

I've already gone on-and-on about how much I love him and how connected we are, being fifth-of-five and all. I love all my babies (even the big ones) but I am blessed, with no babies vying for attention, to be able to sit and stare at him sometimes...the beauty of God's creation in this tiny boy.

2. The unexpected kind

The big, yearly, homeschool "geography" trip is coming up. We are heading to Texas (among other places) to visit DH's great friend from graduate school and his wife and daughters. I arrived home this evening to find this in the mail...

It seems they went to Galveston to check it out (we're also heading there) and put together a travel packet better than any tourism bureau could manage. At the end of the long week, knowing that someone would go out of their way to help with our trip (they've not met 6 of us, btw) God's love in action.

3. All Wrapped Up

I am trying to read Archbishop Chaput's recent presentation, “Reclaiming the Church for the Catholic Imagination” in its entirety look it up, it's really good. In it, he refers to this manuscript illustration from the 13th century
Yes, that's the Blessed Mother punching the devil in the face
My afternoon blessing was extended prayer time in my favorite Marian chapel, where I knelt and meditated at, managing every possible ounce of strength I could from the work of this beautiful foot. 

 The original meaning of the term, "crushed it".
This is not to say that we shouldn't be on guard, always, for evil and just let Our Lady do it all. It does mean that she is an irreplaceable ally in the fight, and it is surely a fight, against sin overtaking our life. 

That and unexpected confession opportunity preceding afternoon Mass? Yep, I'm really, really blessed.

 Let's pray extra hard for all of those who are suffering, or continuing to suffer, the effects of the heavy rains. When you're asked to help, do it.

Wednesday, October 19, 2016

It still amazes me

Lately, as my tiny chub has become a fully-grown little boy (his feet are the same size as his next-two older sibs), I realize that time is passing. I see the gray in my hair getting thicker and when I see a picture like this...
I realize the two big people now look more fit to the grandparent role. Such is life.

That's why I have to stop and give thanks to my Creator for bringing this amazing man into my life.

Today, riding out to the car dealer to replace our 8-year-old, 7-passenger-van with the same but newer model, he wondered out loud..."So, I know you're almost 48 but you have been having stomach trouble for a few days and I just wanted to make sure before we buy a 7-passenger because, sometimes, God likes to kick me in the behind like that."

It would be funny, wouldn't it? and so like us. It only took until my arrival home, though, to realize that we had, indeed bought the right sized vehicle. When I called to check on his arrival back at work, I told him he would be happy to know that there was no new baby in our future. "No, " he said, "I'm not happy, we would both welcome new life."

Yeah, just wow. Still, so many years from that first little pink girl, so many days into the joys (many) and trials (many) of parenting, he is still open. There is no other way to say it...I am so very blessed!

An aside...In case you missed it, 40 Days for Life is still going on. If you're frustrated with the election and just want to go out and speak for people who have no voice (like babies in the womb), please look up your local vigil and go pray. If you can't go, fast and pray at home. If you're not a baby person, just fast and pray for this election. God is needed, no matter what the outcome (thankfully He is also in control!)

Sunday, October 16, 2016

Voting as a Catholic

I do my best to not get into the political arena around here, mainly because it depresses me these days. Is this really the best we can do? However, since I've had a few "for whom do we vote?" recently, and just today was sent this amazing homily (ahem) I thought it was imperative to pass on.
If you've heard something similar at your church recently, consider yourself blessed. If you're looking for a debate, check the Catechism.

We are blessed.

Tuesday, October 11, 2016


Life is like that, full of change. I'm striving to follow St. John Bosco's advice
It's hard sometimes, as a sinner, to be that close to Him as to hear clear instruction. Sometimes it's there but lately, not so much. There is great turmoil swirling around here and it's been difficult to determine whether it's His will or something from the dark one, meant to trip me up. No change has happened, even though I know the time is now upon us.

So, we continue what we know...we learn new things, live life together, and go to places where we can be quiet and listen. This weekend that was the diocesan pilgrimage to Washington D.C. The Basilica of the National Shrine of the Immaculate Conception is my third home (you know the Divine Mercy is my favorite ;0) ) If we ever live in DC, I will be there weekly. The time spent as a family, surrounded by other pilgrims, in view of Our Lady under all of her titles, led by loved members of the clergy, it was a very special day.

A new Holy Door is never a bad thing!

Are you surprised? DH looked and shook his head in agreement. It fits...completely.

She said "yes" throughout and to the end...what a great person to emulate.

Namesake and photo bomber

She has always been with me, her counsel is perfect.

I also like this place specifically because of "angry Jesus". After looking at Him through the choral concert and Mass, I wouldn't say it is anger, exactly, more like expectation. No fluffy friend Jesus here. For a not-my-opinion, look at what Msgr. Charles Pope has to say. Mercy and Justice. I like it.
It was a wonderful, much needed family weekend. We came home tired but filled with good things. We slept in, had a nice morning together then joined other parishioners for our time slot at 40 days for life. We had a great number in attendance and that is always a good thing, filling the street with prayer for all of those who will pass by or enter later in the week. I fasted while on pilgrimage and Planned Parenthood was closed unexpectedly that day! Our God is so good and so loving. He takes the most pitiful effort and uses them all for good. All we have to do is turn to Him with our offerings, great or small, and remember that everything flows from His love. It's never, ever all about us. What a good lesson to learn.

We are blessed.