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During Ash Wednesday Mass last week, a student told our priest that he was giving up pillows.
Beautiful. I’ve been thinking about it the past week that our observances don’t need to be complex and difficult just because we’re adults (or trying to hard to be!). Giving up something that we love like pillows at night would be great. What a simple way to always remember Christ’s 40 day fast in the desert. He went without pillows, too.
Kids’ faith amazes and surprises me to no end. I am glad I have decided to return to school Masses at my church.
My own Lenten observances are doing… OK.
Are we ever 100 percent satisfied with the way we do things? I rarely am.
I know that I am not asking other people to do things (“nagging”) as much as a few weeks ago. I am not complaining about something that I can change. (I’m cold… no, just grab a blanket, put on a sweater, easy.)
But there are also times I realize that I don’t pay attention enough… such as, in the car. It’s really, really hard for me to be a rational person while I’m driving to work.
The past few days, I skipped taking the highway and have taken a slower but saner route on a county road. No merging and no… well, there’s more rationality on this road.
I’m also seeing a whole other part of this area that I didn’t know about. Wonderful.
Tomorrow I’m going on a Steeple Chase with my Archdiocesan. I can’t wait!
I hope to have a ton of pictures to share with the blog.
I just read an OSV article about the American Cardinals going to the Vatican. God bless them.
I’m evaluating my eating again. I did the Whole 30 in January, which was a real blessing and challenge for me.
I like to eat Paleo. I like the way my body feels when I don’t eat grains (rice, wheat, oat, corn).
But I don’t eat 100 percent Paleo. I eat meat, veggies, fats… and some dairy.
Wait, wait, wait… dairy isn’t OK on the Paleo plan. True.
But I don’t drink a glass of milk with every meal. I put cream (just real cream) in my coffee in the morning.
And I have some cream cheese in my fridge that just wants to go in some creamy eggs… but I haven’t gone that far yet.
I put sour cream on my tacos… anyway, the point is, I eat what makes me feel good.
A half-gallon of ice cream over 2 days doesn’t make me feel good.
Yesterday’s breakfast of chorizo, eggs and broccoli makes me feel good all day.
Spinach meatloaf for lunch made me feel good. A slow cooked beef brisket made me feel good.
Sweet potatoes make me feel good… and they are good. Yum. I need to quick talking about food. I’m getting hungry.
I started reading Lolita. I don’t know why.
It’s horrible. Wait, no. It’s good writing. The descriptions are great and not boring though long.
But… it’s horrible. I quit reading about after the mother died. I don’t know why I got it from the library, and I don’t know why I haven’t returned it yet. It should not be in my apartment.
I don’t care if it’s a classic and if the end somehow makes it worth it. I can’t have that near me any longer.
There may not be official censored lists anymore, but that’s no reason that we need to see, read, hear, watch, experience everything that comes around. We can self-censor and that doesn’t make us bad people.
It will be a while before I read something out of the ordinary. I am not whole right now because of it.
In the mean time, I’ve been reading Inter Insigniores and Casti Connubii. They’re all online at the Vatican’s website. What a great resource for us Catholics, to get primary source documents like that.
Did you know that today is the feast of “The Chair of St. Peter the Apostle“?
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CRS rice bowls
I don’t know if they do these everywhere, but I see them everywhere I go to Mass during Lent.
You know, those paper/cardboard… piggy banks, I guess you could call them. I picked up two this morning: one to keep at work, one to keep at home.
Because I’m sticking with my abstention from complaining. So far, I have contributed 5¢. It’s a start.
I took this photo this weekend, the day after my birthday (I like to talk about my birthday).
The next day (Sunday), it rained like crazy and all the snowy woods are gone.
I’m so glad I stopped. It was one of those times where I didn’t really want to stop my car, didn’t really want to take the extra two minutes to get out of my car, adjust my lens, all of that. But look at what came out of it.
I find that I skip those little things a lot because I’m in a hurry, I don’t have time, it’s too far (not really, just out of the way). These little excuses make me miss taking photographs of beautiful things.
That road, that photo, so beautiful. Worth the 45 seconds. I swear.
This was that same day, out on the frozen lake. That is some man ice fishing. Or trying to.
Most liquids freeze from the bottom up because the colder material is denser. Not so with water and ice. The frozen water is less dense and is at the top. If this didn’t happen that way, fish would not survive.
God planned that. How amazing.
I was going to say something about the pope.
But I really have nothing to add.
I love Pope Benedict XVI, and I trust the College of Cardinals will choose another great leader for our faith.
I hope he’s in good health and that his faith isn’t wavering. God bless that man.
Lent so far
I know it’s only day 1, but I got up early and did a little personal prep time with the Lord.
I wrote down which Rosaries I’ll do on which days, which days I’ll go to a daily Mass, my Stations of the Cross schedule.
I am a compulsive scheduler like that, but now I know what I need to do and I’ll make time for it.
I went to Mass this morning. Beautiful.
The students were there, too.
Picked up the rice bowls and did a Rosary with the group. So far, so good. And it’ll stay that way, I hope.
How are your plans coming? What did you abstain from?
How’s the fast today?
God bless. Happy Lent.