Friday, April 15, 2011

This morning's Mass was bittersweet. We all dressed in red. Red was Owen's favorite color. Father's homily was about the tough week that the kids have gone through. It was hard to look out at the little ones and know that a face was missing. After Mass, the students gathered in the parish hall. Each was given a red or white balloon. We all headed out to the courtyard. Father gave a short tribute and the balloons were released. This is something these kids will remember the rest of their lives. This afternoon the kids will go to the funeral home. Such a hard lesson for such young ones.

Tomorrow is the funeral. The school kids gave me suggestions for music. Those students who attend the funeral will be invited to sing with the cantor.
Tomorrow is going to be a hard day.

 As I usually do when I am feeling down, I made some soap. There is something soul-satisfying about doing things like making soap or baking bread. I made a soap that I will name Fairy Tales. It is swirled with pink and lavender, sprinkled with pink and lavender glitter, and decorated with candy pearls. I made 3 little cupcakes and our usual maple leaf sample sizes. It is so pretty. I can't wait to cut it.  I even had enough left to make a couple of flowers.  I still need to wait a little longer before piping the frosting, but I am getting there.

Late night update:   We were featured in an Artfire Collection!!

 
Word of the day:
Thursday of the Fifth week of Lent
Saint(s) of the day : St Peter Gonzales, Dominican Priest (1190-1246)
Holy Gospel of Jesus Christ according to Saint John 8:51-59.

Jesus said to the Jews: «Amen, amen, I say to you, whoever keeps my word will never see death.»
(So) the Jews said to him, "Now we are sure that you are possessed. Abraham died, as did the prophets, yet you say, 'Whoever keeps my word will never taste death.'
Are you greater than our father Abraham, who died? Or the prophets, who died? Who do you make yourself out to be?"
Jesus answered, "If I glorify myself, my glory is worth nothing; but it is my Father who glorifies me, of whom you say, 'He is our God.'
You do not know him, but I know him. And if I should say that I do not know him, I would be like you a liar. But I do know him and I keep his word.
Abraham your father rejoiced to see my day; he saw it and was glad.
So the Jews said to him, "You are not yet fifty years old and you have seen Abraham?"
Jesus said to them, "Amen, amen, I say to you, before Abraham came to be, I AM."
So they picked up stones to throw at him; but Jesus hid and went out of the temple area.

Tues. June 24, 2008

On the lowcarb front:
I got on the treadmill at 10:15 this morning - much later than I like to get my workout in. I have a hard time going to bed at a decent hour because I tend to be a night person - that's when my energy kicks in. I just did cardio while watching Biggest Loser. This should have been an outdoor day, but I was running late and I don't like to get out there once the sun is high in the sky.

Here are my stats for this morning:
Time: 30 minutes
Average heart rate: 117
Maximum heat rate: 132
Calories burned: 201
I am down 1 pound from last Tuesday.


I have been indulging in too many frankenfoods. The sugar free ice cream has to go - at least for now.


On the Flylady front:
I am finalizing my morning and evening routines. This week's zone is the Master bedroom. That's a bit of a challenge because I share the room with DH who has different standards for what constitutes neat. For this week I am just going to concentrate on my stuff and try to ignore the other.


Word of the day:

Luke 1:57-66
Now the time came for Elizabeth to give birth, and she bore a son. Her neighbors and relatives heard that the Lord had shown his great mercy to her, and they rejoiced with her. On the eighth day they came to circumcise the child, and they were going to name him Zechariah after his father. But his mother said, "No; he is to be called John." They said to her, "None of your relatives has this name." Then they began motioning to his father to find out what name he wanted to give him. He asked for a writing tablet and wrote, "His name is John." And all of them were amazed. Immediately his mouth was opened and his tongue freed, and he began to speak, praising God. Fear came over all their neighbors, and all these things were talked about throughout the entire hill country of Judea. All who heard them pondered them and said, "What then will this child become?" For, indeed, the hand of the Lord was with him.

Reflections from the Cornfield:
And of course the child of this passage is none other than John the Baptist. Today we celebrate the feast day of his birth. It is sometimes hard for us to remember that our children, though we give birth to them and raise them, do not really belong to us. They are only on loan so to speak. I think this passage makes that point very strongly. John, though born to Zechariah and Elizabeth, was sent by God for a greater mission than to simply be a descendant of his ancestors or a vehicle for carrying on the name of his father. God claimed him, and named him before his birth. Zechariah, upon recognizing this, was given back his speech. Immediately he began praising God. So too should we - because, yes, our children are a gift from God, but the gift is in the sharing of their lives, not in the ownership of their souls. They belong, not to us, but to the same God who claims us as his own. "What then will this child become?" That is what we should ask ourselves of the children put into our care.





God bless the troops!