Seven introspective takes

                     
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1. Still asking for prayer! Several intentions. Family related. One I can share is that my son-in-law has an application in to Kellogg's. And Meghann had an interview for a new job -just today! It would be such a relief if they got these jobs! Another is that Corrie, who was almost a whole year seizure free, had one at work last week. There are more --just please remember my family--thanks.


  2. I was talking with a friend the other night, also a mom, about letting go of our kids. It is a lifelong process that, at least for me, does not get any easier with time! If something happens to them, I feel it! But we have to learn how to love by letting them live and learn, even the rough stuff. Ow.

                                                                                    

  3. In thinking about detachment, I see that it goes hand in hand with trust. How can I detach from a situation or person, unless I am trusting God? I have to be releasing them TO someone's care other than my own, not just to the "universe," or to karma, or even to their own devices. So my trust in-God meter needs to be up in the "total" zone.

as you can see, this one is not quite there.

4. Are you hard on yourself? I know I am. So many shoulds and oughts. Do you think this is how God wants us to think about ourselves? That He would hold out a carrot promising peace only when you live up to gargantuan standards that always seem to move?  During the same conversation in #2, we talked about loving ourselves, and what that meant. I find that when I improve in one area, I beat myself up because I didn't improve in ALL the areas. I know I need to take care of my health, that of my family, physically and spiritually. And work, do laundry, go to mass and confession, and if I am very lucky, adoration,  clean, give the cat a manicure,

you know, the basics. If everything is not operating at the MAXIMUM level of efficiency at all times, do I think God is disappointed or peevish? Of course not. So why am I?

5. I am loving the fall-ish weather. No A/C or heat needed, windows open, blanket at night.  Downside -- living in the city means that open windows=hearing everything that is said or happens outside. And the man who walks his dog at the butt-crack of dawn and always manages to find somebody with which to have a nice boisterous chat.

 6. Fall means --people back on a schedule, school, work, practices, band-gigs, crossfit, (that's what Ben and Melissa are doing in the pictures),  AND that I get two whole days a week in which I (shhh, don't let this get around) have the house all to myself. I don't know where to start! I have multiple projects I either want to start or already underway. I always laugh when I remember a coworker at an old job saying to me that she always wanted to work, that she could never "just sit home."  I didn't even know being home involved sitting...

7.  Even with all the inner chaos, yes, I do trust God and am thankful like crazy for all the blessings and comfort He does provide. When I think about the world and oh Lord, our country (+JMJ+), I must always remember we are in the palm of His hand and our Blessed mother is interceding for us always. She has the mom-thing and while she may not worry exactly, as her trust is you know, perfect; she does grieve over us and rejoice over us. Both. At the same time.

Have a great weekend everyone! Despite the headlines.

+JMJ+

Kelly

my new favorite band

A music post for a Sunday night

Recently, I found an old Sonic Session CD my kids had from when there used to be a station called Y100 in the Philadelphia area. It has this song on it, and I played it enough so that they were getting a little irritated with me. What can I say, it sounded really good in the car. Also, it was making me think of something, but I couldn't put my finger on it. Besides the evocative lyrics and that I just like acoustic versions of things, there was something else.

Then I got it. Many love songs can be translated to the love God has for us and vice versa. This one goes back and forth, with God sometimes the speaker, sometimes us. When we forget Him, He is the one looking and waiting for us to come back and remember Him. He is the one saying, "If you want it, come and get it, for cryin' out loud. The love that I was givin' you was never in doubt."  And it is He that opened Himself up to jealously, bitterness and ridicule on our behalf.

Anyway. Can't you just see God saying, "for crying out loud!" 




Friday night I'm going nowhere
All the lights are changing green to red
Turning over tv stations
Situations running through my head

Looking back through time
You know it's clear that I've been blind
I've been a fool
To open up my heart
To all that jealousy that bitterness that ridicule


Saturday I'm running wild
And all the lights are changing red to green
Moving through the crowd
I'm pushing chemicals all rushing in my bloodstream

Only wish that you were here
You know I've seen it so clear
I've been afraid
To show you how I really feel
Admit to some of those bad mistakes I've made


And If you want it come and get it
(For) Crying out loud
The love that I was giving you was
Never in doubt

Let go your heart let go your head
And feel it now

Let go your heart let go your head
And feel it no...w

Babylon
Babylon
Babylon


Sunday all the lights in London
Shining sky is fading red to blue
When I'm kicking through the Autumn leaves
Am wondering where it is you might be going to

And am turning twirling back for home
You know I'm feeling so alone
I can't believe
Climbing on the stair I turn around
To see you smiling there in front of me

A corporal work of mercy on Labor Day.

Even though I am aware I don't have a gigantic following, I am humbly asking my readers to share this and/or donate what you are able to this sister in Christ who is indeed, fighting the good fight. Everything she does for her eleven children.

I am posting the direct link here. It has been promoted by Father Z and Mark Shea, the latter's comments having been hijacked by her ex, sadly.

Prayers to all involved. May we never forget that we all exist by His grace alone.

Father Corapi may have surfaced