"You will keep in perfect peace those whose minds are steadfast, because they trust in you." Isaiah 26:3

I love this picture so much!

Mary and Elizabeth are so real in this picture! So alive! So human! I love how much joy the artist captured.

"Love transforms one into what one loves." -St. Catherine of Siena

Now this is my kind of workout...

http://www.thepostgame.com/blog/training-day/201106/three-ab-exercises-you-can-do-without-leaving-your-couch

Yes, Amen.

“Love is never defeated.” -Bl. John Paul II

Dream

“The hardest thing to do is leaving your comfort zone. But you have to let go of the life you’re familiar with and take the risk to live the life you dream about."

- T. Arigo

“Trust yourself. Create the kind of self that you will be happy to live with all your life. Make the most of yourself by fanning the tiny, inner sparks of possibility into flames of achievement.”
-golda meir.

Beauty

"The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair. The beauty of a woman must be seen from in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart, the place where love resides."
-Audrey Hepburn





"I am beautiful because I love."
-Our Lady of Medjugorje

"The things that we love tell us what we are." -St. Thomas Aquinas

I spend a lot of time wondering who I am.

Am I who I'm supposed to be?
Am I doing it right?
Am I getting an A in this thing called life?

Is there a "right" or "wrong" way to do it?
Can I ever really be anyone who is someone other than myself?
What does it mean to say I am who I'm supposed to be?
How do I know who I'm supposed to be?

I think myself around in circles; like a dog chasing its tail. I get dizzy sometimes. I can't seem to come to an answer.

I don't know.

Is that it? Do I just have to accept that I simply do not know and just live my life?
I want so badly to be doing it right.

My Friend, Therese

Every day when I feel myself getting down or frustrated about my work (or lack thereof) I try to be like St. Therese. I try to remember the importance of little acts of love. I try to make everything a prayer- whether it's doing the dishes or working on a spread sheet. Anything can be an act of love, you just have to put your heart into it.

This is how I feel today.

Tired.
Spacey.
Melancholic.
Thoughtful.

Waiting.

Love.

I’m learning more and more that love is in the little things.

It’s doing the dishes when no one’s watching.

It’s offering up your loneliness for those you love who are far away.

It’s a comforting smile.

It’s a wink that silently says, “I sympathize with you.”

It’s taking the time to get to know someone without letting your preconceived notions of them get in the way.

It’s forgiving.

It’s listening.

It’s offering yourself, in every moment, for something greater than yourself.

That’s love.

Isn't It Ironic?

Isn’t it ironic that the same birth control pill that is supposed to give women “sexual freedom” has been known to reduce their sex drive?

Isn’t it ironic that the same doctor who warns women about the dangers of osteoporosis may also prescribe a woman the birth control shot, Depo-Provera, which has received a “black box warning” from the FDA because it weakens and thins women’s bones and can lead to osteoporosis?

Isn’t it ironic that in the same appointment a doctor may remind his female patient to get screened for breast cancer and prescribe her a birth control pill which has been proven to increase a woman’s risk of breast cancer?

Isn’t it ironic?