Wednesday, June 06, 2007
I'm still working on getting up earlier in the morning. It is so hard. So far I've only managed 15 minutes earlier but, it's a start. I've also been making a conscience effort to watch my caloric intake the past three days and I can really tell the difference. Of course, starting tomorrow night I'll be camping with my hubby for a few days and I'm afraid that all my work this week will go down the tubes! I just love my pie iron :) Can you say, pudgy pies? Oh well, with lots of water and the bike rides that we have planned maybe my Sunday night weigh in won't be so bad.
The challenge for the Carpe Diem team was to give up one food that you know is not good for you. I've been working on cutting the diet coke out of my life. I gave up smoking over 10 years ago and I swear that this is just as tough. I want my caffeine...whaaa
Sunday, June 03, 2007
This was posted on Catholic Critters Spark Team and I've felt compelled to share it here.
The Catholic Church is the Church of the poor. It is the Church of those who anguish and suffer, those who know loneliness, tears, blood, guilt and sin. She is the Church of those who cry. Her prayers are the prayers of men and women who fear and love God.
"It is not necessary my son, to know much in order to please me much; it is enough that you love me fervently. Speak here to me then as you would speak to your most intimate friend, to your mother, to your brother.
So, you want to ask me to do something for someone? Tell me his name. Is it your parents, your brothers, your friends? Tell me what you want me to do for them now. Ask much, very much: do not hesitate to ask. I love generous hearts who somehow can come to forget themselves to look after the needs of others. Speak sincerely to me then, of the poor you would console, of the sick you see suffering, of the strayed you yearn to see return to the right path, of those absent friends you want at your side again. Say at lest one word for each, the ardent word of a friend. Remind me that I have promised to listen to every petition that arises from the heart, and is not a prayer for those whom your heart especially loves such a prayer?
And for you: do you need a particular favor? Make a list, as it were, of your needs, and come and read it in my presence.
Tell me frankly that you are prone to anger, that you love sensuality and pleasure, that you are perhaps proud, variable, negligent...Ask me to come to the help of those efforts, many or few, which you undertake to free yourself from these faults.
Do not be ashamed, poor soul; there are in Heaven so many saints who had these same defects; but they prayed humbly, and little by little they saw themselves freed from them.
Do not hesitate to ask me for spiritual and material goods; for health, memory, success in your work, enterprises and studies; all these I can give -- and I do give -- as long as they do not hinder, but rather assist your sanctification. Precisely today, what do you need? What can I do for you? If only you knew how much I would like to help you!
Do you have, right now, some project in mind? Tell me everything in detail. What preoccupies you? What are you thinking? What do you want? What do you want me to do for your parents, your brothers, your children, your superiors? What would you want to do for them?
And for me, do you feel an attraction for my glory? Do you not want to do something for those friends whom you love much but who perhaps live separated from me?
Tell me what in particular attracts your attention today, what you desire most ardently and what means you have of obtaining it? Tell me if your plans are not working and I will tell you the causes of your difficulties. Do you not want to interest me in your quest? My son, I am the Lord of hearts and I move them, without violating their freedom, to wherever I please.
Are you perhaps sad, or in bad humor? Tell me, tell me, you inconsolable soul, tell me your sorrows in all their details. Who wounded you? Who hurt your pride? Who has mistreated you? Come close to my Heart, and find in it a refreshing balsam for the wounds in your hearts. Then, you will confess that, like me, you forgive everything, you forget everything. In appreciation, you will receive my consoling benediction.
Are you perhaps afraid? Do you feel in your soul those vague stirrings of sadness which, however unjustified, can so tearing? Throw yourself in the arms of my Providence, I am with you. I am at your side, I see everything, I hear everything. I shall not abandon you for one moment.
Do you feel ignored by persons who loved you once but who now have forgotten you without cause? Pray for them and I will bring them back to you if they are not obstacles to you salvation.
And don't you have, perhaps, some joy to communicate to me? Why don't you let me share it with you, like a friend?
Tell me what has consoled and gladdened your heart since yesterday, since you last visited me. Perhaps you have had an agreeable surprise; perhaps you have seen grave doubts dissipated, or you have received good news -- a letter, or perhaps a gesture of love. Maybe you have overcome some difficulty, or come out of a trying situation. All of this is my work. I have obtained this for you. Why not show me your gratitude and say, like a son to his father, "Thank you, my Father, thank you." Gratitude brings forth new gifts since benefactors,as you know, like to see themselves appreciated.
Do you not have a promise to make to me? I read, you know, the bottom of hearts. Men are easily deceived, but not God. Speak to me, then honestly; do you have firm intentions of avoiding th occasion of sin? Of denying yourself that object that harmed your soul? Of not reading again that book which excited your imagination? Of avoiding that person who disturbed the peace of your soul?
Will you be kind to that person who, because he offended you, you have regarded as an enemy?
And now, my son, return to your work, to your office, to your family, to your studies -- but do not forget these fifteen minutes of intimate conversation we have had in the privacy of the sanctuary. Keep as much as possible, silence, resignation, modesty, charity towards your neighbors. Love and honor my Mother, who is also your Mother. And please come again tomorrow with an even more fervent heart, to unite it to mine. In it you will find every day new love, new gifts, new consolation. Here I await you."
From: Association of Marian Helpers
Marian Fathers and Brothers
Stockbridge, Mass. 01262
Sunday, June 03, 2007
I'm trying to remain positive in everything that I do. But, with so many activities today, trying to eat healthy has gone right out the door. On a positive note, though, I did get my 8 glasses of water.
In Wisconsin we celebrate June Dairy Month and each county of the State will host a June Dairy Breakfast on a farm. Lots of good food but, definitely not heart healthy. Cheesy scrambled eggs, pancakes with real maple syrup and butter, ice cream, cheese, etc. All products that our wonderful state produces. My hubby and I went to that this morning, a graduation party in the afternoon and then stopped at our church's picnic. A wonderful day but, I did not concentrate on eating healthy. Oh well, tonight is another chance to do better. Did I mention that at least I got my water in for the day :)
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