Eve asked Adam, “Do you love me?”

“Who else?” He replied

The priest we have when we go to the cabin always has a funny story or joke. This weekend was no different. Our large family took up an entire pew at this little church and we tried hard not to be a spectacle, but completely failed. It seems it is inevitable that we get stares and do some entertaining during mass. Not in a disrespectful way but just naturally by having so many children. It seems it should be the one place where we shouldn’t get stares for having a large family. Unfortunately there are not a lot of young families at mass. I wonder if God is asking these missing families, “Do you love me?” I wonder if he is asking the families that are there, “Do you love me enough to share me with others?”  What if we told people about the love Jesus has for them?  If they really understood I don’t think they could stay away, even if they have a gaggle of children to tend to during mass.

I love the rosary almost as much as I love the mass. It gives me a peace that can only be from Jesus. However, I have always struggled with the mystery of the ascension. Why would Jesus leave? I’m sure the apostles struggled with this too.  They must have felt abandoned, lonely, confused, and maybe even unloved. We heard this past Sunday from the gospel of John chapter 14 verse 28; “If you loved me you would rejoice that I am going to the Father; for the father is greater than I.” We are reminded in this to love Jesus. To rejoice in the fact that He is ascending to heaven. The very place He died to open for us. He has gone to be there with His father who is The Almighty. There is no question about His love for us. He even asks his father to send us an advocate, the Holy Spirit, so that we can be reminded of Jesus’ love for us and not use the fleeting feelings we as humans experience as an excuse to forget what He has taught us.

His love for us cannot be denied, it is our love for Him that falters. So as we prepare to celebrate Pentecost, the great gift of the Holy Spirit,  in just a couple of weeks I will be praying;

“Come Holy Spirit fill me with your love so I can trust in You.  So I can spread your love to others and encourage them boldly to love you back.  So we are all strengthened by your love and have no choice but to live in it and share it.”

 

My Cup Overflows

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Parenting is um, I can’t actually think of one single word that describes it.  It is a spectrum of the purest joy to the most painful agony. You can quickly be humiliated and just as quickly swell with pride. You have little control and yet everything you do makes a difference in the well-being of your children’s lives. It holds very little status, especially when you have gone way past the perfect number of two children yet the benefits of multiple children far out weigh societies negative outlook on a large family.  Daily  there are positive character building events that take place in parenting.

I love my children second only to God and their father.  Love is a funny thing though. I have this habit of loving them to the point of overflowing when they are being kind and treating each other respectfully or when I don’t actually have to directly deal with their messes, tantrums, complaining, whining ….

For example they were all out of the house and I quietly delivered clean folded laundry into each of their rooms. I paused a moment in each room and wrote a quick note specifically for that child.  My heart actually spilled over with love for each of them as I did this.  A smile crossed my lips and I remembered sweet moments I had shared with each of them.

Then the entry door busted open.  They came piling in.  Spreading like a spilling pool of water onto the kitchen floor.   Along with them came the mud on their boots, coats and bags flying like a dust cloud. One had tears, one angrily snuck off down stairs, two were proclaiming their death because of starvation, and the oldest one was moaning about something not going his way. Oh, and the littlest one was still in the car because she had been forgotten. As I rushed out to retrieve her I thought, “Where did my swelling heart go?” My anxiety was rising and my heart was growing very irritated and I was now focusing on the mess and discontent that had entered my home along with my children.

Bedtime rolled around and they were all fed and somewhat quiet, and happy. I had the house straightened up again and I was feeling like my heart was swelling with love for my blessings. I paused and smiled. Was it that I made it through another day? Or was it that all seemed to be back in its place? Maybe partially but the truth is it just feels good to have some control in the chaos. This is where the problem lies.  Love is not to be trusted when it’s just a feeling. If I only loved my children when my heart felt full I would quickly lose sight of the treasures that they are and only see the footprints and dirt they leave behind.

The key to mastering these chaotic parenting moments is that God is in control and He gave me these children to love and lead towards Him. When I feel the irritation and the loss of control I need to ask for God to give me His view of these needy, messy, beautiful, children and He will remind me that they along with everything they bring are blessings that fill my cup.

My love for God has a comparable tendency. When I have quiet time to pray I feel so in love with my faith. Yet when life is crazy or even catastrophic I have to remind myself to let God help me.  Sometimes I almost forget He is there and begin to “fix” the situation my own way. But He is there even when my heart is pounding and my checks are flushing and my irritation or my stress is hitting record heights. He is there and ready to show me the blessings that surround me and fill my heart.  He is there reminding me that He has given me many precious gifts that I should be thankful for and love even when it is hard to do.

Parenting is a beautiful, fragile, challenging, loving gift from God.  So each day I will ask Him for His help to remind me that even if my cup is overflowing onto my clean kitchen floor it is because it is full of His blessings.

“…My cup overflows.

-Psalm 23:5 New American Bible

God Guides Us

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My husband and I are always looking for ways to get our kids to learn about their faith, read the bible, and to pray.  They all seem to have a decent start.  The little ones love to hear bible stories and talk about Jesus and pray for their friends. The older ones enjoy our nightly prayers and hearing bible stories too but they are at the age where they really need to make it their own.  They have to want it.  We struggle or at least I do wondering if I’m doing enough or maybe pushing too hard.

I have bought them copies of the YouCat (Youth Catechism), they each have a bible and there are many children’s versions all throughout our house, I send them colorful notes with scripture written on them, I even write scripture quotes on the bathroom mirror some days.  We pray together daily, we read them bible stories,  and we attend mass every Sunday.  We are doing our doing our best to raise holy children but they are in a world that doesn’t always support their faith so daily we have to find the energy to fight for their souls. It can be exhausting. Sometimes we put so much of this pressure on ourselves we forget that God can not only help us but that He is in charge.  God wants to help us get our children to heaven one day.

Getting overwhelmed with parenting six children happens here.  I bring it to prayer often.  During my prayer time last week I was reading the book of Tobit.  It is a great story full of adventure!  When I came to chapter 4 I paused and read it again.  It is titled “A Father’s Instruction”  because it is Tobit’s instruction for his son Tobiah.  As with much of the bible it is also instruction for the reader from our heavenly Father.  I thought it would be a great read for my older kids. I tucked it away in my mind and moved on with the days activities.

That night after bedtime prayers I mentioned to my older kids to read chapter 4 of Tobit because it was very much something we would want them to follow.  I know at this moment many of you who are parents of teenagers are thinking something like, “your kids must be saints to actually go read the bible.”  Trust me they are regular kids who do not always make the best decisions but this time they were left with just enough interest and a reason they didn’t have to go to bed immediately that they all went and read it.  I did have to give some explanation; No we do not have money hidden in another town or country,  No your father and I are not praying for death, and No you don’t need to marry someone in our family.  However we could take that last one to mean it is best to marry someone with like values and religion as you.  After those short caveats the chapter really made sense to them and is filled with Godly advice for their lives.  I am so in awe of the Bible and how we can relate it to our lives today.  What a gift to let me see it that way but also for my children to see it as relevant to their lives.

I love it when God is so clearly working in our parenting! It is a difficult job and we need Him as our guide. When we look we find Him helping us at every twist and turn.  If it was just my husband and I doing this gig alone we would surely falter more than we already do.  Thank God for all the gifts little and big that He sets before us, may we always see them clearly!

Here is Chapter 4 of Tobit from The New American Bible from http://www.USCCB.org:

A Father’s Instruction.1That same day Tobit remembered the money he had deposited in trust with Gabael at Rages in Media.2He thought to himself, “Now that I have asked for death, why should I not call my son Tobiah and let him know about this money before I die?”3So he called his son Tobiah; and when he came, he said to him:* “Son, when I die, give me a decent burial. Honor your mother, and do not abandon her as long as she lives. Do whatever pleases her, and do not grieve her spirit in any way.a4Remember, son, how she went through many dangers for you while you were in her womb. When she dies, bury her in the same grave with me.

5“Through all your days, son, keep the Lord in mind, and do not seek to sin or to transgress the commandments. Perform righteous deeds all the days of your life, and do not tread the paths of wickedness.6b For those who act with fidelity, all who practice righteousness, will prosper in their affairs.*

7“Give alms from your possessions. Do not turn your face away from any of the poor, so that God’s face will not be turned away from you.c8Give in proportion to what you own. If you have great wealth, give alms out of your abundance; if you have but little, do not be afraid to give alms even of that little.9You will be storing up a goodly treasure for yourself against the day of adversity.d10For almsgiving delivers from death and keeps one from entering into Darkness.11Almsgiving is a worthy offering in the sight of the Most High for all who practice it.e

12“Be on your guard, son, against every kind of fornication, and above all, marry a woman of your own ancestral family. Do not marry a foreign woman, one who is not of your father’s tribe, because we are descendants of the prophets, who were the first to speak the truth. Noah prophesied first, then Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob, our ancestors from the beginning of time. Son, remember that all of them took wives from among their own kindred and were blessed in their children, and that their posterity would inherit the land.f13Therefore, son, love your kindred. Do not act arrogantly toward any of them, the sons and daughters of your people, by refusing to take a wife for yourself from among them. For in arrogance there is ruin and great instability. In idleness there is loss and dire poverty, for idleness is the mother of famine.

14“Do not keep with you overnight the wages of those who have worked for you, but pay them at once. If you serve God thus, you will receive your reward. Be on your guard, son, in everything you do; be wise in all that you say and discipline yourself in all your conduct.g15Do to no one what you yourself hate. Do not drink wine till you become drunk or let drunkenness accompany you on your way.h

16i “Give to the hungry some of your food, and to the naked some of your clothing. Whatever you have left over, give away as alms; and do not let your eye begrudge the alms that you give.17j Pour out your wine and your bread on the grave of the righteous, but do not share them with sinners.*

18“Seek counsel from every wise person, and do not think lightly of any useful advice.19k At all times bless the Lord, your God, and ask him that all your paths may be straight and all your endeavors and plans may prosper. For no other nation possesses good counsel, but it is the Lord who gives all good things. Whomever the Lord chooses to raise is raised; and whomever the Lord chooses to cast down is cast down to the recesses of Hades. So now, son, keep in mind these my commandments, and never let them be erased from your heart.

20“Now, I must tell you, son, that I have deposited in trust ten talents of silver with Gabael, the son of Gabri, at Rages in Media.21Do not fear, son, that we have lived in poverty. You will have great wealth, if you fear God, avoid all sin, and do what is good before the Lord your God.”l

* [4:319] A collection of maxims that parallel those in the wisdom literature, especially Proverbs and Sirach (see Introduction): duties toward parents (vv. 34; cf. also 14:13); perseverance in virtue and avoidance of evil (vv. 5614b); necessity and value of almsgiving and charity (vv. 7111617); marriage within the clan (vv. 1213a); industry (v. 13b); prompt payment of wages (v. 14a); the golden rule (v. 15a); temperance (v. 15b); docility (v. 18); prayer (v. 19).

* [4:6] It was commonly thought in the Old Testament that virtue guaranteed earthly prosperity, and sin earthly disaster (Prv 10:2; cf. Dt 28).

* [4:17] Tobit counsels his son to give alms in honor of the dead or, more probably, to give the “bread of consolation” to the family of the deceased. Cf. Jer 16:7Ez 24:17.

 

Is My Heart Drowsy?

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Advent is fast approaching.  It is a time to reflect and prepare for the coming of Christ.  We were reminded last weekend that He is our king.  How do we sufficiently prepare for the king of the universe? It sounds quite overwhelming.  I’m sure it’s something like preparing our homes for the Christmas holiday but in a way that bears our true self not just the neat and tidy version.  This coming Sunday we will hear “Beware that your hearts do not become drowsy from carousing and drunkenness and the anxieties of daily life…” Luke 21:34

Carousing and drunkenness do not seem to be issues I struggle with.  Usually when reading this passage of scripture I just skim it over and arrogantly think,  “I don’t become drowsy from those things, so I’m okay.”   I am not a naturally anxious person, even so the anxieties of everyday life can take over my mind. Thank God for this month of Advent to remind me to take a step back and slow down.  Not a time to worry about the perfect gifts to get, the perfect photos for the Christmas card, what we will all wear for Christmas dinner, or the most beautiful Christmas decorations, but a time to pray through each of these “anxieties”.  My trust needs to be in the Lord.

One word caught me off guard as I read this passage.  The word “heart”.  I am somewhat relieved it does not say do not let your eyes become drowsy because I often feel like closing them and catching a nap!  My heart though, what does it mean for it to get drowsy?  I’m sure it isn’t in the sense of it’s beating, as we can not control that.  It could mean in the sense of getting tired of loving.  There are people who are difficult to love.  I need to remind myself that the lord himself loves every human and although I may become irritated or frustrated by them my heart should desire their good.  It is time to prepare my heart for the coming of our king by not allowing it to get drowsy.  So while my focus may seem to be on preparing my home, my children’s gifts, and the annual Christmas letter I need to beware of the state of my heart!

Things to do to protect your heart from drowsiness:

Pray and read the Bible, strengthen your relationship with Jesus.

Receive the sacraments.

See everyone you come in contact with as a child of God.

Seek wisdom and knowledge from people whose faith is strong.

Give time, talent, and treasure.

Share Jesus with others!

His Will

I feel like God is nudging me to get out of my comfy prayer corner and get my hands dirty.  My mind is like a mess of spaghetti, ideas flowing all over and around each other.  I would love to take my family on a mission trip to some far away country.  I would like to head down to the border and help care for the thousands of South American people that are coming to the US.  I would like to go to Minneapolis and help out at Sharing and Caring Hands.  I’d like to serve Him by tutoring the kids and adults.  I’d like to teach CCD. I’d like to take in foster kids.   I’d like to sell all my belongings and just serve people. These are lofty ideas when you have six kids to care for and three businesses to run.  Thank God some people are called to serve in these ways.  As much as I would love to do something huge and impactful like Mother Theresa or Mary Jo Copeland it isn’t what God is calling me to right now.

When I pray about His will in my life I keep hearing Mother Teresa’s words, “Go home and love your family.”  Sometimes I just want an adventure! I know in my heart I am doing important work by supporting and working with my husband and raising our children.  Yet I still feel a call to get out of my comfortable prayer chair and do something.  Maybe He is calling me to be more joyful in the sometimes monotonous duties of raising a family.  This thought makes me think of the Little Flower, St. Terese of Lisieux who never did anything “huge” yet served our Lord with her whole heart.

I was reminded at mass this weekend that Jesus is coming again and we don’t know when. It could be today. It could be tomorrow. I need to be ready. I need to be doing what the Lord wants me to be doing.  For now I will continue to pray for His guidance and  serve my family, the family that God himself has blessed me with.

Give Until It Hurts

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It’s not a new thing for me to give away old clothes.  I often, ok maybe every few years, will stuff a bag or a box full of old things I don’t wear anymore and drop them off at a second-hand shop or a women’s shelter.  It is not usually very difficult.  I don’t really like the stuff anymore and that is why it goes.

This box of clothes is different.  It is filled with clothes that belonged to my mom.  Things she wore.  Things that touched her and absorbed her warmth.  Things that protected her from the chill and the rain.  She has been gone for a little over a year and these clothes at first sat in my dresser or in my closet.  I wore some of them and plan to keep a couple of things but the truth is they don’t fit me and so keeping them is keeping them away from someone who might really use them.  Her scent is gone from them.  They now smell like anything thing else in my house.  Looking at them doesn’t bring her back.  She doesn’t magically fill them up and talk to me when I hold them up.  Why then is it so hard to put them in the car and take them away?

I think of the two women we heard about in church this past Sunday.  One is ready to prepare her last meal for herself and her son when the Lord asks her to share with Elijah.  Knowing it is all the food she has left she chooses to trust the Lord.  He does not disappoint as her flour and oil replenish until the drought ends giving her, her son, and Elijah enough food to survive.  The other women gives all she has to the church.  Just two small coins.  They gave it all and I am merely struggling with giving from my surplus.  It helps to put my dilemma into perspective.  I am not even close to giving all that I have.  It isn’t even all that I have left of my mom, just her clothes.  Which she has no need for because she is now clothed in God’s love for all eternity.

It is difficult to part with things, because it hurts.  It’s not the things I will miss it’s the memories they conjure up.  It puts lump in my chest and bring tears to the corners of my eyes to even think about giving her things away.  However it is November and Thanksgiving is approaching.  I spent almost 40 Thanksgivings with my mom and this will be the second one that I can’t spend with her.  We always shared what we were grateful for at the Thanksgiving table.  I clearly remember that last Thanksgiving I spent with her.  We thought her cancer was in remission and with tears in our eyes and big smiles on our lips we all said how grateful we were to be there together.  Not knowing for sure it was our last but knowing that it was a possibility that it would be the last Thanksgiving we would spend together.  In this world of violence, division, and lack of love I am grateful that I grew up in a family where love for me was plenty!  I am going to take a deep breath and have my husband take this box to a local women’s shelter where these clothes can give a little bit of dignity and love to women in need.  Even though it hurts my mom would be grateful to be a part of this gift.

The Journey Begins

Well here it is the first post.  The journey begins with the first step so they say. Actually this is about my fourth step. I have created and deleted about three blogs in the past 10 years.  This one is a bit more focused but promises to be messy as no journey ever goes exactly according to plan.  I like to write. I’m working on a book. The goal is to finish it. Ok so the ultimate goal is to get to heaven, but there are little goals along the way.  I want to glorify God in my writing and this happens by searching for him in everyday situations. I found my first grey hair this past weekend. I think it may be a sign that I am in fact getting closer to heaven than I want to admit or at least closer to old age.  Whoever said having kids keeps you young most likely was a very optimistic person. I think having 3 teenagers, 2 elementary age kids, and a toddler may have given me my first grey hair.  Quite a miracle really that I only have one.  I do hope I earn the beautiful grey hair that is so in fashion right now. Although for those of you that know me fashion and hair really aren’t my thing. I enjoy my tennis shoes and T-shirt’s way too much. So anyway as I share my journey towards heaven I do pray that you will join me in trying to make sense of Gods call for us all to join Him for eternity.  As Paul writes to the Philippians: “their minds are occupied with earthly things. But our citizenship is in heaven.” Phil 3: 19-20 let us not be the ones whose minds are occupied with earthly things like grey hairs!

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