Thursday, May 24, 2012
Monday, May 21, 2012
Fulteen Sheen quotes never cease to ease my mind
"You are not tempted because you are evil; you are tempted because you are human." -Archbishop Fulton Sheen
Friday, May 18, 2012
A call to the laity
“Who is going to save our Church? Not our bishops, not our priests and religious. It is up to you, the people. You have the minds, the eyes, the ears to save the Church. Your mission is to see that your priests act like priests, your bishops, like bishops, and your religious act like religious.” Archbishop Fulton Sheen
Wednesday, May 16, 2012
Saturday, May 5, 2012
DONE.
Wednesday, May 2, 2012
Little Joys
Sunshine.
Breakfast with sisters.
New shampoo.
Knowing that today is my last day of classes for the foreseeable future.
Monday, April 23, 2012
Saturday, April 21, 2012
Tuesday, April 17, 2012
Daily Dose of Truth
I saw this status on Facebook today:
"i will hold myself to a standard of grace and not perfection"
Truth.
Sunday, April 15, 2012
Divine Mercy Sunday
Divine Mercy Sunday
Afraid to show You my wounds
I cower,
Hiding faults and failures,
Unable to meet your gaze.
Afraid of being too much and too little
all at once,
I build my wall,
Brick after brick—excuses, pious prayers and what I think I’m supposed to say to You,
All the while hiding how I really feel, what I really think, who I really am—
my heart.
But You too were broken once.
You show me Yourself—Your Body, broken, for me.
“Here is My side, the wound cuts deep.
Behold My heart,
beating for you,
pouring out blood and water—
mercy, for you.
Take and drink, be washed clean.
Here are my hands,
pierced,
nailed down so that you may be set free.
Place you hands in My wounds,
My hands and My side.
See My love, My mercy,
Doubt no more.”
I see Your wounds, Your hands, Your side.
I reach out my hand
Slowly, cautiously,
Afraid You might change Your mind.
I touch Your wounds
Your hands, Your side.
Mercy,
Love,
Beyond compare flow from Your wounds
over my heart.
Your wounds heal mine.
Jesus I trust in You.
Afraid to show You my wounds
I cower,
Hiding faults and failures,
Unable to meet your gaze.
Afraid of being too much and too little
all at once,
I build my wall,
Brick after brick—excuses, pious prayers and what I think I’m supposed to say to You,
All the while hiding how I really feel, what I really think, who I really am—
my heart.
But You too were broken once.
You show me Yourself—Your Body, broken, for me.
“Here is My side, the wound cuts deep.
Behold My heart,
beating for you,
pouring out blood and water—
mercy, for you.
Take and drink, be washed clean.
Here are my hands,
pierced,
nailed down so that you may be set free.
Place you hands in My wounds,
My hands and My side.
See My love, My mercy,
Doubt no more.”
I see Your wounds, Your hands, Your side.
I reach out my hand
Slowly, cautiously,
Afraid You might change Your mind.
I touch Your wounds
Your hands, Your side.
Mercy,
Love,
Beyond compare flow from Your wounds
over my heart.
Your wounds heal mine.
Jesus I trust in You.
Thursday, April 12, 2012
Celebrate Being Alive
Happy Birthday to me!
I thought that by now I would be over excitedly awaiting my birthday, but this year was like the 21 years before it, I got more and more excited as April 13th came closer and closer and I even counted down the minutes until midnight so I could watch my birthday roll in. On the one hand, this all seems childish and maybe even a little self-centered....but I think there's a better way of looking at it. I think it's more childlike than childish. I think birthdays are a great chance to reflect on the past year of one's life and to think about things to look forward to in the coming year and ways to grow more and more into the person God created you to be, kind of like a personal New Year. For me this birthday is about hope and trust-- hopefully looking forward to the blessings and joys to come and trusting in God's plan for me this year.
Henri Nouwen writes:
"Birthdays are so important. On our birthdays we celebrate being alive. On our birthdays people can say to us, “Thank you for being!” Birthday presents are signs of our families’ and friends’ joy that we are part of their lives. Little children often look forward to their birthdays for months. Their birthdays are their big days, when they are the center of attention and all their friends come to celebrate.
We should never forget our birthdays or the birthdays of those who are close to us. Birthdays keep us childlike. They remind us that what is important is not what we do or accomplish, not what we have or who we know, but that we are, here and now. On birthdays let us be grateful for the gift of life."
I'm eagerly looking forward to this next year of my life...bring it on!
Monday, April 9, 2012
Easter Monday and e.e. cummings
i thank You God for most this amazing
day:for the leaping greenly spirits of trees
and a blue true dream of sky; and for everything
which is natural which is infinite which is yes
(i who have died am alive again today,
and this is the sun's birthday; this is the birth
day of life and of love and wings: and of the gay
great happening illimitably earth)
how should tasting touching hearing seeing
breathing any--lifted from the no
of all nothing--human merely being
doubt unimaginable You?
(now the ears of my ears awake and
now the eyes of my eyes are opened)
-e.e. cummings
day:for the leaping greenly spirits of trees
and a blue true dream of sky; and for everything
which is natural which is infinite which is yes
(i who have died am alive again today,
and this is the sun's birthday; this is the birth
day of life and of love and wings: and of the gay
great happening illimitably earth)
how should tasting touching hearing seeing
breathing any--lifted from the no
of all nothing--human merely being
doubt unimaginable You?
(now the ears of my ears awake and
now the eyes of my eyes are opened)
-e.e. cummings
Tuesday, March 27, 2012
everyday sanctity
"The Christian vocation consists of making heroic verse out of the prose of each day. Heaven and earth seem to merge, my sons and daughters, on the horizon. But where they really meet is in your hearts, when you sanctify your everyday lives"
--St. Josemaria Escriva
Sunday, March 25, 2012
5th Sunday of Lent
"Amen, amen, I say to you,
unless a grain of wheat falls to the ground and dies,
it remains just a grain of wheat;
but if it dies, it produces much fruit.
Whoever loves his life loses it,
and whoever hates his life in this world
will preserve it for eternal life." John 12:24
unless a grain of wheat falls to the ground and dies,
it remains just a grain of wheat;
but if it dies, it produces much fruit.
Whoever loves his life loses it,
and whoever hates his life in this world
will preserve it for eternal life." John 12:24
I love finding incredible pieces of Truth in the most unexpected places. Here's a real gem from the lovely actress, Zooey Deschanel:
"Being tender and open is beautiful. As a woman, I feel continually shhh’ed. Too sensitive. Too mushy. Too wishy washy. Blah blah. Don’t let someone steal your tenderness. Don’t allow the coldness and fear of others to tarnish your perfectly vulnerable beating heart. Nothing is more powerful than allowing yourself to truly be affected by things. Whether it’s a song, a stranger, a mountain, a rain drop, a tea kettle, an article, a sentence, a footstep, feel it all – look around you. All of this is for you. Take it and have gratitude. Give it and feel love."
"Being tender and open is beautiful. As a woman, I feel continually shhh’ed. Too sensitive. Too mushy. Too wishy washy. Blah blah. Don’t let someone steal your tenderness. Don’t allow the coldness and fear of others to tarnish your perfectly vulnerable beating heart. Nothing is more powerful than allowing yourself to truly be affected by things. Whether it’s a song, a stranger, a mountain, a rain drop, a tea kettle, an article, a sentence, a footstep, feel it all – look around you. All of this is for you. Take it and have gratitude. Give it and feel love."
Friday, March 16, 2012
Last [single, OH, child] Taxes
Thursday, March 15, 2012
I'll tell you what I want, what I really, really, want.
After meeting with the florist for the wedding today my mom complimented me on how I really seemed to know what I wanted. Now, I know this kind of sounds like a strange compliment, but it was a really significant affirmation for me to receive. You see, I am miss indecisive, or at least, I was. Honestly, about a year ago, if you asked me to tell you with complete certainty what I wanted or to make a even a small decision, I probably would have shied away from it saying, "I don't even know what I want."Not anymore.
Ok, so I'm still not the first one in a group to make a suggestion or offer an opinion about an activity, and decisions, especially big ones, still stress me out; but I think I've learned a lot in the past year, heck, in the past 2 months, about what I really want. I've also learned how to effectively convey my opinion and to own it and not apologize for having an opinion.
This is one of the amazing things wedding planning has taught me: that I do know myself, I do know what I hope and wish for, and if I dig deep down into myself I can discover it and even work to make it a reality.
Tuesday, March 13, 2012
Courage, Confidence, and Creativity

This is probably one of the most important lessons I've learned from my painting class so far. I came into the class wanting so badly to be good at art, to be able to create art that really means something, that is worth looking at and most of all that I could be proud of. However, I also came into the class as a pretty timid artist. I have always been really concerned with doing things "the right way." I am often afraid to move forward unless I know for sure that I am doing it the right way. I guess I'm more afraid of failure than I would like to think. Sometimes I wont even try things I think I wont be good at. A good painting requires a certain amount of confidence on the part of the painter. I couldn't wait to make every brush stroke until I had gotten the "ok" from my instructor. So I had a to take the chance that I might not be doing it just right and just paint. I quickly learned a few things from painting this way:
1. Painting is actually fun when you just go for it and don't stress out about each brushstroke.
2. the magic of acrylic paint: if you paint something that doesn't look quite right- let it dry and then paint over it.
As I grew more and more confident and had more fun while I was painting, I realized that I'm actually pretty good at it. I've painted a few things that I am truly proud of. But more than that, I' proud of the way my confidence in myself has grown. I've learned to stick up for my own opinions and what I like, my own interpretation of things. I've learned to really look at something and to represent it in my own way.
I think I'm learning about real creativity.
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