This is bound to be a crazy busy week for us. I find some strange, small comfort in the idea that I am not alone in this. Happy Catholic has a fun post about busy times and counting your blessings that is worth reading.
Over at The Court Jester Jeff Miller writes : Some time ago I also started to pray for him as I try to do for the priests of the parishes I attend. A couple of months ago I was surprised to find how my attitude had changed towards Fr. Sullivan. Before seeing him with his idiosyncrasies and casual treatment of the Mass could cause me to get rather heated inside, but instead I started to become more aware of the positive things that he did and the negative ones made less of an impression on me or I could more easily ignore.
I find this is often the case for myself and one reason why I try to remind my children that if someone is really annoying you pray for them. Prayer helps put you in God’s frame where you can more easily see the good in your fellow human and be more forgiving of the bad. Christ loved that annoying person enough to die for them; there must be some good in there somewhere. Even if it is hard to find. So I try to be slow to give-up on people. But it is prayer that makes the most difference. It is very difficult to judge harshly someone for whom you are praying.
I am one of those people who is a compulsive planner and worrier. I really spend far too much time fretting about some things then it actually requires to do the thing I stress over. I found this small devotion written by Blessed John XXIII at Daughter of the Kingand I am copying it here for easy reference:
How Much More Will the Father Give
1) Only for today, I will seek to live the livelong day positively without wishing to solve the problems of my life all at once.
2) Only for today, I will take the greatest care of my appearance: I will dress modestly; I will not raise my voice; I will be courteous in my behavior; I will not criticize anyone except myself.
3) Only for today, I will be happy in the certainty that I was created to be happy, not only in the other world but also in this one.
4) Only for today, I will adapt to circumstances, without requiring all circumstances to be adapted to my own wishes.
5) Only for today, I will devote ten minutes of my time to some good reading, remembering that just as food is necessary to the life of the body, so good reading is necessary to the life of the soul.
6) Only for today, I will do one good deed and not tell anyone about it.
7) Only for today, I will do at least one thing I do not like doing; and if my feelings are hurt, I will make sure that no one notices.
8 ) Only for today, I will make a plan for myself: I may not follow it to the letter, but I will make it. And I will be on guard against two evils: hastiness and indecision.
9) Only for today, I will firmly believe, despite appearances, that the good Providence of God cares for me as no one else who exists in this world.
10) Only for today, I will have no fears. In particular, I will not be afraid to enjoy what is beautiful and to believe in goodness. Indeed, for twelve hours I can certainly do what might cause me consternation were I to believe I had to do it all my life.
~Blessed John XXIII
My plan is to reference this for the month of November each day. Each day is its own, its troubles and its graces and I really need to get better about keeping that in mind. We will see how this goes.
Well, here I start my Christmas Alliance posting. I told the Random Yak that I might be able to come up with a few simple-minded Christmas reflections and I will attempt to be good to my word.
I love Christmas. But it usually sneaks up on me and stresses me out in about mid December. So this is a good thing that I am working on something to remind me that it is coming… with all its joy and tinsel and such.
One thing I was considering this year was forgoing poinsettias. Why you might ask? Well here is an article that just made me go ick. I can not think of a single thing that would be more of an affront to our Lord than spending money where I know part of it will go to support
Planned Parenthood the murder of unborn children on the celebration of His birth. But.. I think I may go hog wild now because of this:
Down Home Ranch from their site
Down Home Ranch seeks to be faithful to the Christian mission to provide for those in need.
The mission of Down Home Ranch is to build a rural, self-reliant community for adults with mental retardation, offering training, housing, recreation, and dignified employment, as well as opportunities for growth in mind, body, and spirit.
Some of my readers may remember that I have a daughter who is severely autistic and while her issues are more profound than the issues that the Down Home Ranch supports I can’t help but feel good to see these young people here in such a lovely place.
(nod to Kint Tigether in Love)
I found this rather by accident while searching for a good version of “This is my song” with the following lyrics.
- This is my song, Oh God of all the nations,
- A song of peace for lands afar and mine.
- This is my home, the country where my heart is;
- Here are my hopes, my dreams, my sacred shrine.
- But other hearts in other lands are beating,
- With hopes and dreams as true and high as mine.
- My country’s skies are bluer than the ocean,
- And sunlight beams on cloverleaf and pine.
- But other lands have sunlight too and clover,
- And skies are everywhere as blue as mine.
- Oh hear my song, oh God of all the nations,
- A song of peace for their land and for mine.
Being that I love boys’ choral music I was then swept away into youtube music ecstasy and spent way way too much time listening to the various pieces. So I thought I would share the joy.
On Called by Name Fr. Kyle Schnippel shares a story from Whispers in the Loggia . This is on of those stories that made my heart happy while bringing tears to my eyes. Msgr Ed Petty passed away last week. From the Homily at his funeral mass there was this:
For Ed, Catholicism was thoroughly fun. And real fun is being a part of something greater than yourself. Belonging to the church is fun because it expands beyond the limits of this world. Ed knew the thrill of being a part of something that brings us together with all the angels and saints—the worship of almighty God in spirit and in truth….
I love that thought. The joy of being part of something so wonderful and magnificent. We are made for sacrifice and love. Hope, joy, faith and love.
It is one of those incredible “proofs” of the inate human inclination to sin that the second responsibility is removed from a right we sink inevitably to the lowest level.
In case you missed the first time I linked to them: http://www.reparationsisters.org
Soul of Christ, sanctify me.
Body of Christ, save me.
Blood of Christ, inebriate me.
Water from the side of Christ, wash me.
Passion of Christ, strengthen me.
O good Jesus, hear me.
Within Thy Wounds, hide me.
Permit me not to be separated from Thee.
From the malignant enemy, defend me.
At the hour of my death, call me
and bid me come to Thee,
that with Thy saints I may praise Thee
forever and ever. Amen.
I was reading around today and noted a British survey which says that the first year of motherhood is often the most lonely year for woman. Such a sad commentary. I often wonder what the long term inpact of our overly mobile society is going to be. I think we are seeing this everyday more and more. The fallout of the lack of connection between people. Community takes effort now and lack of community is creating a great deal of societial problems for us. (I am planning more on this later)
For now a few prayer requests
My husband had a round one interview today for a company that he would love.
I really need some patience this weekend as the ex is visiting and I am just not in the mood to deal with him.
My oldest is preparing for confirmation, may her mind and heart be fully open to God at this time.
Too often Catholics, Christians, people with any moral standards are seen a humorless, sticks-in-the-mud that have no pleasure in anything other than pointing fingers at other people and tutting in between their bouts of hand-ringing and tsking. No… not at all. Catholics, Christians and people with high moral standards can be the funniest and most legitimately fun people to be around. We laugh, we love and we do so in a way that isn’t dependant on putting others down to make the point.
When I was in college there was a bit of burhaha about humor, jokes and “laughter”. Some ignoramus with a PhD had suppose that all humor, yes all, was at the expense of someone else. That all laughter was in essence a put-down. This always seemed so very wrong to me… after all babies laugh at silly things and babies make people laugh. No put down, no laughing at other’s expense just joy. And the other half of this quite simply… we laugh at each other. It is natural. It is like the quote from Jane Austin’s Pride and Prejudice : ?For what do we live, but to make sport for our neighbors, and laugh at them in our turn?”. We all have our turn. So laugh at me when I fall, but offer me a hand up and do not take offense when I laugh at you on occasion… for I am really only laughing at your humanity in which I share.