Lots of Coffee, lots of kids. It's a peaceful life.
Yesterday, on the one-week anniversary of finding out I’d miscarried, I delivered our child into the world. God gave us the grace of seeing his perfect little body, unmarred by blood and entirely recognizable.I was in awe, truly.*After that, however, the rest of the miscarriage was more than a bit intense. As per my doctor’s instructions, I had to … [Read more...]
From today’s Gospel:“Let not your hearts be troubled; believe in God, believe also in me. In my Father's house are many rooms; if it were not so, would I have told you that I go to prepare a place for you? And when I go and prepare a place for you, I will come again and will take you to myself, that where I am you may be also. And you know the way … [Read more...]
Distracted as I’ve been by the events of the past few days, I hadn’t planned much for this week’s visit by Pope Benedict. Being a little late is not too late, however! Here are some of the activities that we plan to do today:Follow the coverage on EWTN, naturally. This is one of the times that I would have loved to have cable television! Oh well, … [Read more...]
This morning I went in for my usual shot of progesterone. When I saw my doctor in the hall, I smiled and said, “Are you hyper-busy today?” She immediately knew my meaning and said, “Would you like me to listen for a heartbeat? Not a problem!”And so even though I wasn’t scheduled for my first “official” appointment until a week from now, she ushered … [Read more...]
I don’t know what it’s like for other people who have a blog, but I think that I might ultimately measure the worth of a post by the insecurity I feel when first publishing it. I struggled with doubt throughout most of the day yesterday, worrying that my “Food for Thought” post was self-absorbed, self-indulgent, and in general, far too weighty … [Read more...]
After my big conversion when I was 23, (yes, I plan on returning to that story soon), I spent a half a year at an ultra-conservative Catholic college in Kansas. I was trying to find myself after having found myself, if you know what I mean.It was a major struggle.For one thing, I didn’t know anyone at this college. I enrolled at the recommendation … [Read more...]
The Story of My ConversionPart III: Ages 11 to 14“I turn to consider the boy I once was in order, finally, to describe the man I am now. I remember what was so grievously lost to define what was necessarily gained.”Richard Rodriguez in his autobiography Hunger of MemoryThis is the post that may peg me as a prude and an idealist. It’s true—I am … [Read more...]
Often the lofty plans we have for our sanctification are not at all what God ordains. We think we know how best to serve Him, and then He tells us, “No, that’s not it.”And so it has been with my Holy Week. My plans were to attend (with all five children) every service that my church offered. Last night, however, I fudged a bit. I left the two … [Read more...]
When I was a little girl growing up in Small Town, North Dakota, we had an event called Crazy Days. All the stores would set up tables out on the sidewalk (to sell their overstocked and out-of-season merchandise, basically) and there’d be vendors and other goings on at the park as well. Main Street was cordoned off and became a sea of pedestrians … [Read more...]
First of all, an apology to any of you who may have stopped by today looking for the next installment of my conversion story. Life has intervened this past week in surprising, sometimes wonderful ways and I was not able to finish it. Part III is three-quarters of the way finished and should be done by…I don’t know when.And I need to be okay with … [Read more...]
