Monday, September 29, 2008

A little time in Kosovo

At just the point in time when you get tired of hearing people complain about the USCCB and the non-stop griping from some in the Catholic blogosphere, there comes a story which makes your heart leap for joy. I found one of those rare pearls this morning. It seems the Catholics in Kosovo are able to come out of hiding after centuries of life in the shadows. The men appeared to be good Muslims during the day (the women were hidden at home, I guess), but the families were Christian in private. I found this story this morning, and smiled at the joy of whole families being able to throw off the mantle of this "fake" Islam and be able to actually build a church and publicly be who they truly are.

I also smiled at the consternation of the Imam when he said
"No human brain can understand how a church should be build in the middle of 13 Muslim villages."
I can answer that question! It's because they weren't really Muslim villages. The problem with converting by the sword is that you force obedience but don't win hearts.

What joy there was in the statement of Beke Bytyci when he crossed himself upon entering the new church and said to the reporter, "I will be baptized next week."

I can't put into words the joy I feel for these people, these secret Christians, now able to stop pretending and live Truth. How beautiful that they were able to keep the Church alive through hundreds of years of oppression ready to spring free in an instant.

It makes one wonder about the whiners and complainers here in America. Would they be capable of such a feat? Would their faith be enough to sustain their families in Christ through generations? I wonder. If the misdeeds of a few bishops can rattle them, if a boring priest can keep them out of the pews, if bad music can keep them away then perhaps they need to make a pilgrimage to Kosovo. To Kosovo, where the people pray and work for a church and would be happy with a silly bishop and a boring priest and bad music as long as the Eucharist sat in the tabernacle and they could worship in public and declare to all that Jesus Christ is Lord without fear of reprisal....Perhaps we all need a little time in Kosovo to remind us what's really important.

May God bless the people of Kosovo. Amen.

Thursday, September 25, 2008

Awarded

by LarryD at Acts of the Apostasy because I totally deserve it!


Thanks, LarryD! I like your blog, too!

Now the conditions.

First: complete the One-Word Meme.
1. Where is your cell phone? desk
2. Where is your significant other? work
3. Your hair color? striped (brown and gray)
4. Your mother? devoted
5. Your father? bald
6. Your favorite thing? time
7. Your dream last night? non-existent (you try and sleep with a sick husband and 3 sick children)
8. Your dream/goal? politics
9. The room you're in? classroom
10. Your hobby? running
11. Your fear? dark
12. Where do you want to be in 6 years? here
13. Where were you last night? dance class
14. What you're not? graceful
15. One of your wish-list items? Karmann-Ghia
16. Where you grew up? Kingsville
17. The last thing you did? ate
18. What are you wearing? jeans
19. Your TV? off
20 Your pet? Grace (the crazy door-opening dog)
21. Your computer? old
22. Your mood? reflective
23. Missing someone? yes
24. Your car? big
25. Something you're not wearing? toupee
26. Favorite store? Target (sad but true)
27. Your summer? over
28. Love someone? passionately
29. Your favorite color? cobalt
30. When is the last time you laughed? morning
31. Last time you cried? last night

Second: Nominate and link to at least 7 other blogs.

And the lucky winners are....(drumroll please)

1. Sam from Thy Will Be Done
2. Imelda, my brother from another mother
3. feebeeglee because her name is fun to say
4. dadwithnoisykids
5. My good friend at Peace and Quiet
6. The Catholic Cavemen
7. anyone else who wants to play

The third step is for the recipients: display the award, link back to the person who showered you praise and adulation (that would be me), nominate and link to 7 more blogs, and leave a message on each of those blogs you've nominated, and send the person who awarded you $100 in small, unsequenced bills.

Wednesday, September 24, 2008

Thank You, Joe Biden

I would like to take this opportunity to thank Democratic Vice-Presidential nominee Joe Biden and TV new anchor Katie Couric for illustrating so perfectly what is wrong with the American educational system.

Biden was speaking to Katie Couric, that fair and balanced reporter, about the current financial situation when he said
"When the stock market crashed, Franklin Roosevelt got on the television and didn't just talk about the princes of greed," Biden told Couric. "He said, 'Look, here's what happened.'"
Somehow, sharp-as-a-tack Katie missed the fact that people in 1929 didn't own television sets, and Roosevelt was not the president yet.

Aren't we lucky to have such a brilliant man voting on bills relating to educating our children? Aren't we even luckier that the so-called Third Estate is honest and not in the bag for any particular party? Because I'm willing to bet that if Gov Palin had made the same mistake that Katie would have jumped all over her and it would be playing on an endless loop on all news programs for several weeks. Do you remember Dan Quayle and the spelling of "potatoe"? As it is, the story has been quietly ignored by all major media. Luckily nothing escapes the blogger who will make sure the world knows how dumb politicians really are without teleprompters and speechwriters.

Sunday, September 21, 2008

Quote Because I Like It

He felt that his whole life was some kind of dream and he sometimes wondered whose it was and whether they were enjoying it.

Douglas Adams, "The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy"

Friday, September 19, 2008

Brain Mush

This has been a long hard week, and I am so glad to see it end. We had company for a week, they're great, but it was exhausting trying not to debate my Evangelical minister in training brother. We go round and round and never convince each other. It wouldn't be a big deal except he believes I'm going to hell and that I'm a pagan, and tells me so. Even if he didn't say it, I'd know he felt that way. I ask him for prayers regularly; he and his wife never ask us. Why? We're not Christian, so ours don't count. We pray for him anyway. Often. Funny, because we agree on 99% of everything else. With that said, we loved having them here and hope to have them visit again. They are fun people with really nice children.

My beloved Computer Guy has worked late every night for the last two weeks. His company is growing rapidly and it is all he can do to keep up with the work load, never mind getting ahead of it. We miss him terribly and I know he misses us. He looks so exhausted when he finally comes through the door at night. I am so grateful that he is willing to work this hard for our family, and I thank God daily for finding me worthy of being this wonderful man's wife.

I injured myself moving 3 weeks ago. I don't know if it's serious, but it could be. I see the doctor on Monday. I may need surgery, or just rehabilitation. The doctor will let me know. I find it strange that I can call the doctor and say "I think a few major organs are no longer where they belong." Only to have the nurse say in a bored voice, "Yeah, that happens sometimes. It's no big deal. We can see you in 4 weeks." Are you kidding me? Would you think it was a big deal if your body decided to rearrange itself? I got a new doctor on Thursday. She's seeing me Monday. I hope it's because she's conscientious and not because she's no good and had no patients and that's why she had an opening so soon...

Budgeting with the new job is hard. It's more money, but every other week instead of one big check a month. I've budgeted monthly for 13 years. I keep over-shopping at the grocery store, buying a month's worth instead of enough for 2 weeks. This will take some getting used to. You can teach an old dog new tricks; it just takes a while.

Now you're caught up with everything except the unpacking. We have 13 boxes to go and then we are completely moved in. I predict that it will be done by this time two years from now. I only hope I can beat the estimate.

alright..alright


A Friday haiku
better late than not at all
a mental workout

Wednesday, September 17, 2008

Duh!

My 11 year old found her little sister pouting in their room yesterday. Said #1 to #4 "Are you sad today?"

Said #4, "Yes"

With sarcasm, "Are you feeling unloved?"

#4 sits upright and with a shocked tone retorts "I'm #4. Everybody loves me."

Well, duh.

Monday, September 15, 2008

Hiatus

Light blogging until Wednesday. My brother is here and has taken over my computer for the length of his stay. He claims he needs it for college work, something about papers. I know the truth. He's surfing ebay in search of that elusive velvet Elvis painting and a new hot pink pair of trousers. I don't know what he wants them for, and frankly I'm afraid to ask.

The long and the short of it is, unless I wrestle him to the ground and manage to hold him at bay long enough to type, this will be it until some time Wednesday. See you then, and if you know what he's doing with the velvet Elvis and the pink pants....please keep it to yourself.

Friday, September 12, 2008

What we call the news

Happy Friday, everyone! Here's a laugh to start your weekend off right.

My belated haiku for friday


Imelda asked me
"Where is your haiku today?"
It's really Friday?

It went way to fast
this week that just flew by me
Where has it gone to?

I swear it's Monday
It's Wednesday at the latest
Or is it Thursday?

It can't be Friday
I had way too much to do
to have done nothing

Thursday, September 11, 2008

Dear Mr. Obama

Made by an Okie soldier. I had to share it. Watch it and pass it on.

Tuesday, September 9, 2008

Welcome!


Welcome, Djibouti, to the sidebar! Thanks for stopping by, please come again!

Welcome!


Welcome, Egypt, to the sidebar! Thanks for stopping by, please come again!

Doofus Says What?

Barack Obama attempted to clarify his position on the beginning of human life. He freely admits that his "It's above my pay-grade" remark was a bit too glib for such a serious question. It may be that he also realized that if he became President of the United States it would be his pay-grade, so perhaps he needs an answer.

With the Senator's usual stunning ability to take a long time to talk in circles and still say absolutely nothing, his new statement is:
“What I intended to say is that, as a Christian, I have a lot of humility about understanding when does the soul enter into … It's a pretty tough question. And so, all I meant to communicate was that I don't presume to be able to answer these kinds of theological questions.”


Nice dodge on the issue, Mr. Obama. What he shows most clearly is his understanding of having painted himself into a corner on this issue, and that he has no real answer to give without offending some part of the electorate. The problem with dancing around this important issue is that he looks unsure of himself and unable to make a decision. This hurts his basic electability. People who can't make up their minds on questions they having been legislating on for years may not be ready to make other important decisions either.

He also fails to understand that, although the question was asked in a church, it is not a theological question. It is not even a scientific question. The question posed was not "Is an embryo alive?" I think that all reasonable people will agree that the zygote, bubbling and churning and dividing, is alive. The scientific question is not what is in debate. The zygote is alive; the embryo is alive; the fetus is alive.

Life is not the question. Humanity is. The truer question for Mr Obama to answer is: "At what point does humanity begin? What is the beginning of person-hood?" While this could be considered a theological question, it was not posed that way. Spinning it as theology is yet another dodge, an attempt to avoid having to answer it.

When Pastor Rick Warren asked about the beginnings of life at the Saddleback Forum, it was posed as an opinion question. When do you believe life begins? There are any number of answers the Senator could have come up with and reasonably been able to defend. Answers like: conception, implantation, at the first heart beat, at the first brain wave, at the first movement, at the first purposeful movement, at the beginning of higher levels of thinking, at the point of viability, at the moment of birth, at the first breath, two weeks later when the infant becomes aware of his surroundings, when he starts kindergarten, at age 18 when he is legally a separate entity from his parents. Pick one, that's all we ask.

The American people want and need leaders who are capable of making up their minds, especially on issues so familiar to them. It is insulting to our collective intelligence to look shocked at such a question when posed by an Evangelical minister who is a well known pro-life advocate and then stammer a dodgy answer about not being smart enough or responsible enough to answer it. It seems a bit disingenuous when he pretends to feel too uninformed to opine on the matter.

Make a freakin' decision already, Mr. Obama. Show us all that you have more substance than a speech written by someone else, a pretty wife and a nice smile. Show us all that you actually think about the issues you pontificate on and that you are willing to offend people on either side by stating your own personal opinion. Even if it is the cop-out your running mate gives about life beginning at conception, but he can't legislate that for everyone, it would at least show that you have thought about it. Because, the truth is, Senator, that answers like this:
I have a lot of humility about understanding when does the soul enter into … It's a pretty tough question.
are unworthy of you. You are a smart man and capable of so much more than this, and the truth is that the average American voter deserves better. He deserves the truth.

Wednesday, September 3, 2008

Still Purging

We are now a one car family. At some point that second car becomes a convenience and a status symbol rather than a true necessity. That realization, plus the master cylinder going out, helped us to make the leap and reduce to one car.

I have twinges of anxiety about losing my freedom of movement, moments of feeling caged in and a bit trapped. Then I calm down and force myself to get over it. I am trying to be logical and frugal and give up those things which are separating me from that which should be important. A car at my ready disposal does just that.

It is too easy for me to become bored with my routine and declare a spontaneous school holiday and unplanned field trip to the zoo. Or for me to become restless and decide that our shopping trip to the grocery store can't wait until the afternoon, or let my McDonald's french fry craving get the best of me. That convenient car in the driveway is a constant temptation to me. It is an addiction. "Hi, I'm the mom and I'm addicted to going anywhere I want anytime I want, and hang the consequences."

Today, I'm an addict in withdrawal. I can feel myself becoming a better mother and a better homemaker because of it. This lack of movement is forcing me to refocus my energies on my children and my home. I can't run in circles and spin my wheels for the fun of it. I have to be present here in this moment because there is nowhere else to go.

I am in the midst of trying to become the person God planned for me to become. It is a painful process in some ways, but I am narcissist enough to find it completely interesting. I am learning to be fully present in the place and time I am in, to be fully invested in whatever it is that I am doing and not allow my mind to run ahead of my day. As I continue to find, there is a peace to letting go of stuff, a freedom to not having possessions to care for and plan for and think about.

We are a one car family now, and I am becoming the kind of person who is in love with that.