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The "facebook" Birthday

2012-02-10T22:21:00.005-06:00

Isn't facebook great?? When it's your birthday, your friends...all 842, send you best wishes and greetings for your special day. You wake up to an onslaught of birthday posts and by the time you head for bed you feel like a king or queen. I mean, it IS your birthday...it's been a special day since you were born. When you arrived, your family was so happy. They probably gathered at the hospital just to wait for you to make your appearance. When you turned one, I'm sure there was a special party. Turning one is a BIG deal...you went from a helpless, crying infant to a smiling, babbling, slightly off-balance toddler! Then we have the years between 2 and 12; there's the Barney party, the moonbounce/inflatable slide party, the Barbie party, the Spiderman party, the Circus-Theme party, and the famous skating party, where your best friend fell and broke her wrist in 3 places!! And who can forget the infamous Chuckie-Cheese party? That's the party that made your mom take to the bed!! Then the teen years roll around...we have the boy/girl party, the Sweet Sixteen party and you get the picture. Birthdays are a big deal, because they celebrate, the one and only you! You're special and God made you that way. You're unique and with each year that passes there's something to celebrate. God sends you out into this world, with the intention of watching you grow and perfect, until you return to him. When I was pondering how great and wonderful birthdays are, it made me think of those who never get a chance to celebrate their greatness. How ironic, that a society who puts so much emphasis on birthdays, continues to devalue life. Our society spends millions of dollars to celebrate a persons special day, but remains heartless when it comes to the unborn. I find this very disturbing and sad. I hope one day, every future, unborn child gets a chance to have a facebook birthday!!

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New Year, Old Crayons

2012-01-02T15:14:00.012-06:00

Recently, I was helping clean out my grandmother's house. She passed away in 1995 and my uncle was living there until he passed last August. It's been about 16 years since I've spent any time in her house and being there for 3 days of cleaning, brought back a flood of memories. I spent many wonderful days and nights at her house as a child...doing as I pleased, because she let me do anything that wasn't too destructive and a few things that were!! She would let me sew all her washcloths together to make little purses, just for fun; and I suppose, she spent several minutes cutting them apart when I left. I was always welcome to make and create anything in her kitchen and one of the strongest memories is the aroma of her cooking. I miss her and my papa so much and being in their house without them, felt so sad. I found little evidence of my time there, except for a closet door with my autograph, and a box of crayons. The autograph was done with a marks-a-lot permanent marker, from which she saved me from an old-fashioned whoopin' from my mother! The box of crayons had long been forgotten, in a drawer in my papa's dresser. Seeing the crayons brought me back to my childhood immediately. I knew the box had last been touched by me, probably about 35 years ago. Crayola Crayons, in a little box, wrappers still intact. I inspected the crayons for wear and found that the colors I'm most fond of now, were the ones with the most wear. Purple, Green, Blue, and Red...they didn't have fancy names back then. Purple reminding me of family loyalty, and how the days of closeknit families are all but history. Green, reminding me of the once green pastures that surrounded her house and how the cattle would be grazing at dusk. Blue, to remind me of how I'm feeling as I clean out a lifetime of memories, and Red, that reminds me of our love for each other, and how nothing can take that from me! I so wish, I could spruce up that little house and bring it back to life and have my children experience those special times, when granny was in the kitchen and papa was in the yard, but I'll hold those moments, and that place in time, in my heart forever. As this new year begins, let's keep our families close and make special memories to treasure. So, here's to a box of crayons and my granny and papa! God bless us in 2012!

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Lady with a Baby...Make Room!

2011-12-14T22:12:00.006-06:00

Once, there was a young lady with a baby and that baby was born in a barn in Bethlehem. Sometimes, it's hard to relate to a story that's so far removed from this day and time, but we have to remember that God isn't bound by time. So, we can think of that young lady as a weary traveler today, looking for a place to lay her head and deliver her young child. And we can think of that dirty barn as our heart. A place that's not perfect, but one that will give shelter. We're not always at our best and don't always do the right thing, but God can still find a place to rest in us. If we only open the door to our hearts, that sweet baby, our Savior can be born in us. I'm sure on that night over 2,000 years ago, the sounds of his cries and the warmth of the animal witnesses, made that barn come to life. He can do the same thing for you!! Let Jesus be born in your heart this Christmas and you can be filled with his grace forever!

Jesus, as we await your birth, may you prepare our heart's to receive and welcome you. Amen

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The 24 Hour Prayer

2011-12-14T11:23:00.006-06:00

Being a Catholic Christian provides for such a wonderful and rich prayer life. We have so many varied ways to pray. We have all the rote prayers we've learned as a child, like The Lord's Prayer, which we affectionately call the Our Father, and the Hail Mary among many others. We have the beautiful meditation of the rosary, in which we join our Blessed Mother Mary, in recalling the life of Christ. We also have the spirit-driven, spontaneous prayer, in which I'm very fond. And of course, our ultimate prayer, is the Holy Sacrifice of the Mass, our highest form of worship. I feel so blessed to have so many opportunities to engage with our Heavenly Father.
One thing that often bothered me, was how to pray for family and friends in need. In my younger days, I would often agree to pray for someone and then soon forget, as I hurried through my day. I often felt like Jim Carrey in Bruce Almighty, when he was listening to all the prayer requests in his head. As I matured in my prayer life, I started keeping a record of those who had asked for prayer and family members I knew were in need. I still keep that same prayer list today and refer to it several times a week and sometimes on a daily basis. But, with even more maturity, I've come to realize that my whole day, all 24 hours, is a prayer in itself. When this dawned on me, it was such a beautiful revelation from God. I like to think of it as The 24 Hour Prayer. It works so well, especially for a busy life, and I know most people are very busy. I can usually remember my morning and evening prayer without to much effort, but if my day is really busy, it's hard to squeeze in prayer time. Once your start the 24 Hour Prayer, it gets easier and easier and the Holy Spirit will prompt you with thoughts of those in need. The Lord will work with you, not against you. I may be driving to work and someone comes to mind and I'm able to quickly give a word of prayer for them, or I may be typing at my desk and remember to lift a prayer for a friend in need. When discussing the economic and job climate with a co-worker, I find myself quietly thanking God for my job. I've even prayed in the bathroom. Hey, you have to make use of your quiet time! When you don't have 30 minutes during the day to pray for all your family and friends at one time, you give over to your harried, fast-paced, day and incorporate these prayers throughout the day. I've found this 24 Hour Prayer very rewarding and less stressful. I'm sure as time passes, the Lord will reveal more ways that I can spend time with Him. I enourage you to try this method and see if it works in your life. And don't forget about yourself...God loves you and wants to hear your needs and praises of thanks too!

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2011-12-01T18:08:00.003-06:00

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9/11 Revelation

2011-09-11T19:55:00.009-05:00

After watching so many specials, and documentaries on 9/11 over the past few days, I was amazed by the international aspect of the city and the rebuilding process. I've always known that New York was a city of immigrants, but seeing the different and unusual names on the memorial was so beautiful and inspiring. I also watched a special about the reconstruction at the site over the past 10 years. As they featured certain members of the rebuilding team, from designers to welders, I was intrigued by the names of those involved. They were, Italian, Irish, Hispanic, Middle-Eastern, Asian, and Native American; a multicultural team, all working for one purpose. I asked myself one question; if all these different people can get along and live together in one country, or one city, why can't the world get along? All these people have one thing in common, they are Americans. We're a civilized nation, with a civilized government. Our ideals can be found in our Declaration, our Preamble, our Pledge, and our Constitution. Beautiful words that unite us as a people...One nation, Under God. Even in this upcoming election year, with people choosing sides, we can still have a civil discourse. We should be so proud to be Americans. We should be proud to live in this beautiful, civil, and free society. The greatest, idealistic, experiment ever undertaken. We are a republic!! This "war" with the world is a battle for freedom, and a battle between the civilized world and the uncivilized world. Every person or group of people that have ever attacked America, can be found to be uncivilized in some way. Their countries, their backgrounds, their families have been uncivilized, dysfunctional, immoral, and corrupt. Let us pray for a world where civilized people can come together to work out their differences and compromise for the sake of peace. The way I see it, if New York can do it, the world can too! God bless America!

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Feast of the Blessed Trinity-A Father's Day Prayer

2011-06-19T18:18:00.011-05:00

Today is the Feast of the Blessed Trinity and it happens to also be Father's Day in the United States. It's fitting, that both celebrations fall on the same day. When I think of the word Father, Dad, or Daddy, so many things come to mind. Of course, there's the perfect father, but I think if we asked our earthly fathers if they were perfect, many would say they were far from it. Father is a word that can mean many different things for many people. If your father was absent or was never there for you, it can bring up feelings of sadness, anger, or disappointment. The feeling of what could have been, can be so painful. If your father tried to be the perfect husband and dad, then your memories may bring a smile to your face. Then, there are the many fathers in between, who just try to do their best everyday to provide for their children and families. No, most of our fathers aren't perfect, but most of them love us. They worry, and struggle with how they're going to take care of us and teach us all the things we need to know about life. They try to find their place in the family, and sometimes get lost behind mothers. They're in charge of the yucky stuff, like killing spiders and repairing the toliet. Sometimes they're the stern disciplinarian, and at other times, they're the place we land in times of trouble. They teach us about sports, but also learn how to tie bows. Being a father can be tough sometimes!! And if, we're truly blessed, then our earthly fathers take pride in modeling their lives after our Heavenly Father. When I think of the Blessed Trinity, I think of this beautiful mystery, 3 persons in 1 God. This is a truth that requires deep faith and a sense of wonder. Many fathers today could use the guidance of the Blessed Trinity to deepen their relationship with their children. Like the Heavenly Father, they've given us life and take pride in our accomplishments, but also discipline us and teach us when neccessary. Like the Son, they're there to save us and teach us how to treat others; and like the Spirit, they're there to guide us and lead us in the right direction. I would like to thank my earthly father for giving me life and being there for me, and while our path hasn't always been perfect or easy, I know he loves me. Thanks to my father-in-law, who gave me a wonderful husband and has always been kind to me. And my Godfather, who has loved me and my children as his own. And to my husband, who is a loving and caring father, who works long hours to provide for his family, and tries to be a good example to his children. I pray that the Blessed Trinity might protect and guide all fathers in every way.

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We're Making History, Today!

2011-02-09T22:09:00.016-06:00

Last night I had the privilege and honor of attending a leadership program for high school students with my son. The venue was the historic and famous 16th St. Baptist Church in downtown Birmingham, AL. The church was the site of a bombing in September of 1963, in which 4 young girls lost their lives in the battle for justice and equality. I've always wanted to visit the church, especially after visiting the Birmingham Civil Rights Institute and seeing the Spike Lee documentary, 4 Little Girls. The church was also the site for organizational gatherings by Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. during the Civil Rights Movement. This beautiful church did not disappoint. I was so excited to be there and could feel the presence of so many who've gathered within it's walls. The pulpit, the pews, the lights, and the windows sent chills upon me and made the hair on my arm stand at attention. This church demands to be noticed.

The leadership talk for the evening was given by Birmingham legend, Dr. Odessa Woolfolk. She is primarily an educator, but has garnered numerous titles and awards, locally, nationally, and internationally. She was also the drivng force and first director of the Birmingham Civil Rights Institute. She spoke about developing leadership and her speaking style was dynamic, informative, and concise. She was very inspiring and lifted my spirit. She told me things I've heard before, but her eloquence was motivating. Her words were just what I needed to hear, to fulfill the many goals on my agenda this year.

Here's a few things I learned:
The qualities of a leader are, courage, self-confidence, but not arrogance, vision, energy, discipline, empathy, patience, quick-thinking, a belief in others, and the ability to communicate.

She said, leaders don't just grow up saying, "I want to be a great leader", they develop and hone their skills and talents. When a certain situation arises, they step forward, when they see their skills and talents will benefit others. This is the same thing that happened to Dr. King. He didn't plan on being a great leader, but a situation brought forth the need and his talents and skills were at the ready. He had the courage to use them and changed the course of history. As we were listening to the speakers for the evening, the sound of sirens could be heard in the distance, growing ever closer as they loudly passed the church building. I couldn't help but be reminded of another day of sirens...September 15, 1963. On this day, 4 young girls didn't ask to be leaders. They didn't ask to be martyrs for a cause. They didn't ask to die. They only wanted to be girls with the same opportunities as all free people.

We're all making history, today. When we're called upon to come forward and use our talents and skills to benefit others, will we be courageous?

Keep on Dancing!!

Ignorance is Not an Option

2011-01-23T10:42:00.013-06:00

When it comes to being Pro-life, one is often considered crazy or zealously religious by those who see things from the opposite viewpoint. And, I guess I've been called both of those things. So I've decided to make my case against abortion in a scientific and thought-provoking manner. This is a conversation that could go on forever between opposing parties, so I'm going to try to use 3 short points and briefly back them up. Many of the beliefs we have about abortion are deeply rooted in history and centuries of dealng with this practice.

1. We can no longer claim ignorance...meaning, for centuries, and even well into the 20th century, one could say we didn't know when conception occurred or when life began. But, by the mid-20th century and especially today, we know the answer to this age-old question. Conception is the beginning of a new life. From that time forward, something new is living and growing. Many have said, an embryo or fetus is not a person, but we can no longer make that statement. We know that once concieved that embryo will continue to grow and form a completely new and unique individual. With the use of 4D imagery, we can see a clear picture of this new person, moving, smiling, grimacing, sucking, sleeping, awaking and interacting with his or her environment. Ignorance is no longer an option.

2. It's my body, I can do as I please...is it your body? That new and unique individual might be growing in your body, but it is NOT your body. Should a DNA sample be taken from the embryo, fetus, or infant after delivery, that baby will have it's own set of DNA, separate from the mother or father. It will have it's OWN body, unique only to him or herself. It's true, the intricacies of DNA weren't discovered until the 20th century and even more knowledge about DNA has come to light with the Human Genome Project. We continue to learn more about DNA and the make-up of each individual person even as we enter the 21st century. Ignorance is no longer an option.

3. A civil society...are we civil? We pride ourselves on the fact that our nation has come so far in the equal treatment of the person. We think the Civil Rights Movement of the 50's and 60's solved all our problems and we falsely pride ourselves in overcoming such predjudice. Those who weren't white, were considered less than, non-humans, and property. Their right's were denied, they suffered, and they died at the hands of an ignorant society. This form of treatment continues in many countries and cultures today. But, America thinks they're better than that...we've come beyond, and we look down on those beliefs. Have we? Do we?...have we moved beyond...do we look down on this type of belief or treatment? I say, until we treat the unborn child with the dignity and repect it's due, we're a failure at Civil Rights!! Just as the black man, woman, and child was treated as less than, non-human, and the property of...we treat the unborn child in the same exact manner. This is a living, breathing (yes, the lungs work in utero), human, equal to you, possessing it's own DNA, person. Yes, this person is weak, helpless, and has no voice, but does that mean he or she is less than?...NO!!

Those who fight for the rights of the unborn are speaking for each child who can't and like each person on this planet, pro-lifers are unique and varied. Even if you can't accept their religious agruments to the opposition of abortion, remember the scientific and reasonably humane points listed above. Ignorance is no longer an option!

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It "WAS" a Wonderful Life!!

2010-12-17T22:54:00.007-06:00

Tonight I had the pleasure of watching the Frank Capra classic, It's a Wonderful Life, on the big screen at Corner Theatre. While watching the movie, I was struck with the thought of a wonderful life that was lost this year, my mother. I thought of all the lives she touched over the years and how much she made a difference in this world. Of course, without her, there would be no me and my children would have never been born. I think of all the people she met and influenced through her work with the public and all the children she gave her time and talent to through the years. All the times she picked up little girls for cheerleading practice and how she gave time and attention to each one. And how they would come back to her and thank her for everything she had done for them. One of those young girls found herself expecting a child while she was just a teen. She came to tell my mother of her situation, because she was worried what my mother would think of her. But, my mother just held out her arms and gave her a big hug and told her that she loved her and gave her support and encouragement. I think of another little girl, who found herself on the wrong side of the law, later in her life, and how my mother never gave up on her and always gave her the benefit of the doubt. My mother always believed in and tried to help those whom the world turned away. She helped the alcoholic, the poor, the sick, the prisoner, and the widow. I can't count the times she gave her own money and food to her neighbors or how she organized to buy Christmas gifts for a needy family. She was once a poor little girl herself, and never forgot how that felt and how others had helped her. And when I think of all the children who were taught religious education by Miss Rose, it brings tears to my eyes. She led so many little souls to Jesus. She was a loving, giving, and devoted daughter, sister, wife, mother, grandmother, and friend. It goes without saying that my mother was always there for me and my children. She never missed a field trip, class party, or activity in which I was involved. And she adored her grandchildren the same way. I've never seen a more loving and giving mother and grandmother. That's why our hearts will always be broken. And while no life is perfect, our gifts and talents do not go unnoticed by God. I know without a doubt that my life and the lives of many others were forever changed for the better by the life of my mother. Rose Marie Allen Taylor, your life was definitely wonderful!! Thank You and Merry Christmas Mother!! I love you!!

Keep on Dancing!!!

A Letter to Myself

2010-09-27T10:40:00.011-05:00

Dear Lisa,
I am writing this letter to you from the past, but I want you to know and remember a few things in the future! Always remember your children will still be your children, even when they're grown. They'll still need your love and support for the rest of your life. Just because they're 20, 30 or 40 doesn't mean that they won't need their mama and daddy! God gave them to you and asked you to take care of them and there's no time limit on this responsibility. Sure, you hope they'll grow to be independent, well-adjusted, loving, and giving adults; but that doesn't change the fact, that sometimes...you just need your mother!! One day, life will hit them square in the face. They'll have troubles and hardships, be they physical, emotional, or spiritual. You should be the place they run to, you should be the first person they call!! They'll need a safe place, one where they know they can always return. Don't you always turn to your Heavenly Father?? So too, let your children return to you!! Always have open arms,large ears, and a small mouth!! Remember to give advice lovingly, knowing they may or may not take it. Remember, there'll be a time in life, where they think they don't need you. They'll push you away and refuse to take your advice. Remember, this is part of growing up and becoming independent. They're achieving a developmental milestone. Does this mean that you'll never be needed again? NO!! Will they ever take advantage of you?? YES!! Haven't we all taken advantage of our parents? They'll have to make their own mistakes, but when their world crashes, never say..."I told you so"!! They'll understand your wisdom as they get older. Lisa, I've made you a list of things that are important and you should try to follow them as your children grow into adults.

Always show up to events and functions for your children and grandchildren.
They'll never remember the things you came to, but will always remember the
things you didn't!!

Cook dinner for your children as often as time and location allows!!

When their funds are tight, help them with food, and clothes!!

Be generous with your grandchildren...help buy their clothes, school
supplies & lunches!!

Call your children, even if they don't call you!!

Tell your children you love them, even if they're 50!!

Always be available!!

Talk less and listen more!!

Remember you're still the mama, and they're the child. Always comfort their aches and pains!!

Never let anything separate you from your children!!

p.s. If I think of anything else, I'll let you know!!

Keep On Dancing!!

The Cross Without Christ

2010-09-16T10:44:00.004-05:00

On Tues., September 14th, we celebrated a special feast day, The Exaltation of the Holy Cross. In my church, you will find no shortage of crosses. In fact, they are usually crucifixes. A crucifix, is a cross with the body of our Savior, Jesus Christ upon it (Corpus Christi). I'm often asked by non-catholics, "Why do you only use crosses with Jesus on them"?, "Don't you know Jesus isn't on the cross anymore, He rose from the dead"? Yes, we do know he rose from the dead, and it's true that the cross without the Resurrection lacks meaning. But, likewise, there would be no need for the Resurrection without the sacrifice of Jesus Christ! When I see an empty cross, I don't see the whole picture. I want to remember what Jesus did for me!! The crucified Jesus helps me identify with my own sufferings and crosses in life. It reminds me that our God, became flesh and lived, loved, laughed, cried, suffered, and died. Our God has felt the same things we feel! He's not just sitting on a throne, looking down on our sufferings; he has lived them and understands our every pain and groan. Yes, I wear this intrument of torture around my neck and yes, it has the body of my Savior upon it; because for me...the Cross without Christ is nothing!

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Follow the Yellow Brick Road

2010-08-29T23:08:00.004-05:00

After watching The Wizard of Oz last friday night, I was inspired to write this commentary. Yes, the movie is strange; but as kids we were all drawn to it. That's still true for me and now my own kids. With all the talk of wizards and witches, I guess one could find evil lurking down the Yellow Brick Road. But, I found so many good metaphors there too. Just like Dorothy, we're all searching and yearning to find our way home and for the Christian, our home is with God. I find it amazing that God equips us to make this journey from the time we're born. Just like the "Oz" quartet, we have what we need inside us all along. God gives us a BRAIN and a HEART to know, love, and serve him and others. A BRAIN to know right from wrong...for knowledge, understanding, right judgement, and wisdom. A HEART that we might grow in love for Him and others. A HEART to see God as wonderous and awesome! We have the capacity for kindness, compassion, and empathy. And COURAGE, a gift of the Holy Spirit, to face the challenges of living everyday. COURAGE to stand up for what's right and fight that which is evil. All these virtues are innate and if cultivated by the Holy Spirit lead us to our ultimate destination...into the arms of the one who loves us most, our Heavenly Father. So when in doubt of your path in life, use these beautiful gifts from God to follow your own Yellow Brick Road.

Letter to Mother

2010-08-21T09:00:00.000-05:00

As many of my close friends and family know, I experienced the devastating loss of my mother on May 6th, 2010. I decided at that time, to take a break from writing. It wasn't for a lack of material, more like an overwhelming influx of thoughts and emotions. I sort of had to sleep on them, so to speak. I had so much to say and couldn't get all my thoughts organized. I loved writing on my blog though and knew that I wanted to return. I decided several weeks ago that I would make my return to the blogosphere on my mother's birthday. What would I write...how would I start off??? Then, it came to me, I would share the letter I wrote to my mother on the day before she passed. While sitting at her bedside, I composed a letter that I was going to read to her and at her wake service. It was one of the most difficult letters to write emotionally, but the words flowed easily from my heart onto the paper. I wrote the letter on May 5th, 2010 and after writing it, I read it to my mother. She was heavily sedated and breathing with the assistance of a ventilator, but I knew that God had allowed the words to penetrate her heart. I knew she could feel the overwhelming love and gratitude that I had for her. After she passed, I met with our priest, Fr. Vernon to go over the details of her wake and funeral service. I told him that I wanted to read the letter at her wake service. He cut his eyes in my direction and with a slight grin said, "Are you sure you're going to be able to do this?" Was I sure? No, not really, but I said "yes", because I knew I had to do it. Mother and I were more than just mother and daughter, we were like sisters and best friends. She told me everything, and I told her everything. I knew her better than anyone. I wanted the people present to know how much she meant to me and what she had taught me. Before the wake service concluded, I got up to read my letter. I remember being a little weak and I told myself not to even think about the people, just to think about mother and just read the words to her. I said, please God, don't let me get to emotional and be unable to finish and then I began to read...

5-5-10

Dear Mother,

I want to thank you for being the best mother any daughter could ever have. From the day I was born, you loved and protected me, and we have been best friends for almost 44 yrs. You were always there for me when I was little. If I was sick, you nursed me and slept right by my side. You were at every school function and even became involved in all my activities. There were cheerleading practices, football games, dance lessons, and recitals. Remember when I was a teenager and people thought we were sisters. You just loved that and I did too, because we were only 20 yrs. apart.

Mother, you have taught me so much in life. You taught me manners and respect for others. You taught me how to be caring, compassionate, and how to forgive. You taught me how to be a lady, a wife, and a mother. Even if I complained, I always listened to your advice.

You never held a grudge, and I was a pouter. You were smart, outgoing and outspoken. You had a great personality and you never met a stranger. You always believed in telling the truth. Sometimes, I or others didn’t want to hear it, but you were mostly right in what you had to say, and only said it to help, never to be mean. You never kept secrets, sometimes I wished you would have, but really I know why-you were so honest. I get my honesty from you. You loved telling your life story and sometimes we would just say…mother’s telling her life story again!!

You had so many talents, and I hope I have inherited a few of them. You were creative; and I got that one. You were a great talker; I got that one too, but you were better. You were a great dancer, but I think I’m better at that!! You were compassionate and caring to others, especially those that society looks down on. We would laugh, because we both had a knack for attracting “unusual” people, but we both liked it that way. Maybe God sent them to us, because he knew we wouldn’t judge them. You were a kind and giving daughter, sister, wife, mother, grandmother, and friend. I hope to be half as good as you. Sometimes, you were so kind to strangers that it left you open to being taken advantage of. I would fuss at you for letting others “use” you, but you would always say, they would have to answer for that. You could never be outdone in giving!!

Many times when I was younger and several times over the last few years, you have literally given Raleigh and I your last dollar. You were so unselfish!!

I don’t want to make you out to be perfect, but you always tried to improve and be a better person.

One thing I’ve always admired about you was your ability to overcome any obstacle and challenge. You fought so many battles in your life. You were born premature in 1946. Your mom was told you might not live, but you were a fighter. You suffered the divorce of your parents and poverty as a child. At five, you contracted polio. Your mother was told you might never walk again, but you proved the doctors wrong. You pedaled that little red fire engine through the pain and kept going. You survived abuse at the hands of a relative. You endured the separation from your sister at a very young age, and a step-father that denied you necessities and time with your mother. And you survived the heartbreak of divorce as an adult. You have suffered so much with your health in the past ten years, and it has been so tough to see your pain. But, you never let it stop you, you kept going. You always wanted to be there for me, Raleigh and the kids. I hope my family and I have brought you joy and love, because you deserve it!!

I always enjoyed our time together. I remember when I would sit in your lap and you would read me stories and teach me nursery rhymes. All the Christmases that you showered me with too many presents, because I was the only child and you spoiled me. I remember all the times you defended me when you thought I had been wronged by others. I remember all of our fun shopping trips to Parisian and how you couldn’t resist buying me the best of everything, even if it meant you did without. We had some great mother/daughter times. And, I’ll never forget our long talks and phone calls. That’s what I miss most right now.

You were an awesome grandmother too. You have been so loving and giving to my children. You always said that you were going to give to them while you were alive, because when you were gone, it would be too late. You have given them so much and I’m sure they will never forget.

One of my favorite verses is John 13:34-35. It says,

34"A new command I give you: Love one another. As I have loved you, so you must love one another. 35By this all men will know that you are my disciples, if you love one another."

Mother, I think you are known as a disciple in Heaven right now, because you have shown love to others.

Thank you for teaching me how to be a wife, mother, and friend. You are my role model and inspiration. For a simple, ordinary person who lived a simple life, you have made an extraordinary impact. You have touched the lives of so many people and I hope I can live up to that.

I know your flaws, shortcomings, and sins, because you never tried to hide them from me. And I know they are covered by the blood of Jesus and have been forgiven. You should have no regrets and right now, I know you’re enjoying your eternal reward- a life free of pain and suffering in the presence of God. I know you have been welcomed into the Father’s Kingdom!!

I love you mother and always will,
Your daughter,
Lisa Michelle Taylor Dougherty

NOTE: I read this letter to my mother and those present at her visitation and wake on Mon. May 10, 2010. I wrote the letter on Wed. May 5, 2010, while I was sitting at her bedside in the ICU. I knew our time was short and that her death could come at anytime. After I wrote the letter, I went up to her side and read the letter to her. She was heavily sedated on the ventilator and unresponsive, but I know God allowed her to her my words. I gave her permission to go, if she needed to go. And told her that I would be ok and Raleigh and my family would take care of me. She passed away the next day, on Thurs. May 6, 2010 at 8:15pm. At that moment, she arrived in her Heavenly home surrounded by Angels and loved ones who were waiting. To her, nothing else existed…only GOD in his glory! Since that day, I have received numerous signs of her care for me and her happiness. I have kept a journal and listed each one of them. I thank my mother and our Heavenly Father for giving this peace to me. And while I grieve her loss more deeply than anything I’ve ever experienced, I know she is happy and at peace. This gift is helping me survive my exile. I know one day we will be reunited and I will truly be home!

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I'll Be Back!!

2010-08-10T17:14:00.004-05:00

New post coming on August 21, 2010!

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Just a Coincidence?

2010-04-15T00:30:00.010-05:00

I guess I really don't believe in coincidences. I believe there is a design to our lives and that design is created by God. This applies to the good and the bad in our lives. Although God doesn't make bad things happen to us, he has given his highest creation (human beings), the gift of being made in his image (we can think, choose, and love); we have a freewill. When this awesome gift is set in motion, it can sometimes create good and sometimes bad. We also live in a fallen creation and bad things are part of our universe. When something good happens in my life, I have no trouble assigning the source of my happiness to God. And when I get a thought to call a friend or help a stranger, I always give credit to the Holy Spirit. But, when something goes wrong, it's harder to find any joy or meaning in that type of suffering. It takes work and maybe even many years to see what good could come from such a thing.

In high school, I often wondered why my teenage crush never gave me one glance. My heart always seemed to be broken. But, as I became an adult and started to date my husband-to-be, everything seemed to fall into place. There are so many times that I can see the workings of God's design in my life. I can see how some of the saddest times in my life have led to good.

On Feb. 17th, as I was preparing for Lent, I suddenly became very ill. I developed a high fever, chills and body aches. I felt as though I had the flu. After 10 days of the usual treatments, I was getting worse. I developed an inflamed liver and jaundice. I underwent ultrasounds, cat scans, and numerous lab tests. The fatigue was very debilitating and I was unable to work or take care of my family. After the doctor's testing, I was found to have Mononucleosis/Epstein-Barr Virus. Prior to getting sick, I had decided to take a fast from my addiction to Facebook. It was all kind of a joke among my family and friends. They were all saying, "You can't do it" and "You'll never make it". I was scared, but I knew I could do it. I had asked God to help me break my habit and to help me grow closer to him during this 6 week fast. Well, I had "0" energy and never even wanted to touch the computer or access Facebook. He made breaking my habit very easy. But, God took my illness and placed me in the desert with his son, Jesus. I was so tired, I couldn't even pray or read his word. But, he gave me silence, peace, and the gift of relying upon him totally. By doing this, he drew me closer to him, and that's exactly what I had asked from him. I often thought of Jesus and his 40 days in the desert. I know he must have felt confused and alone. He was tempted by Satan and must have been at his wits end, but those human emotions allowed him to refocus and accept his ultimate mission-the salvation of the world! I hope we can all learn to take our own personal deserts and learn to refocus and accept our own mission-to love and serve our Lord, Jesus Christ!

p.s. I made it 6 weeks without Facebook and I returned to work after a 4 week recovery. I'm still healing and seeing my doctor for follow-ups!

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Can I do it?? No Facebook for 6 weeks!!!

2010-02-14T22:14:00.021-06:00

Well, here comes the big question!!! Can Lisa give up Facebook for 6 weeks?? The scary thing is, I DON'T KNOW!?! It totally freaks me out that I'm so addicted to something, especially something I told my son less than a year ago, was stupid and that I would never do! But, let me sing the praises of FB (that's what we users call it). I think like any other thing in this world, that if used properly, Facebook is a wonderful thing. Since signing up for FB, I have reconnected with so many old friends, kept in touch with my neighbors, and even talk with people I've never met. I have been shown love, support, and kindness by so many people (and everyone seems to know my birthday, haha). As a communication tool...it rocks!! But, with the good comes the bad...it lacks physical presence and speaking via text doesn't always help some conversations. One cannot discern the tone and expression of others and that makes some people jumpy and defensive. I've had my share of family arguments via Facebook and it's not something of which I'm proud. It does have a touch of voyeurism too...I know what my neighbor is cooking and when one of my son's friends pierced her ears for the 3rd time without her mother's permission! It seems to swallow up whole hours and keep one from getting a good nights sleep. 15 minutes at 11pm, turns into 2 hrs., and before you know it...it's 1am!! I'm definitely not saying I'm giving it up forever!! LOL (that means laugh out loud)!! But, I am thinking that I might could do this for 6 weeks. Of course, I'll miss out on what all my friends are doing and when their next haircut occurs, but I'm going to try and devote a little more time to my family. And give more time to my Lord and Savior, who has given up so much for me. Turns out, after a Google search, I'm not the only person addicted to Facebook that plans to take a break for Lent!! Don't worry about it...I'll be back!! I get much joy out of being there for you, supporting you and praying for you. I feel honored to share in your joys and sorrows. And I thank all of you for being there for me too! God bless you my FB Friends!!

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Let's "Give it Up" for Lent!!

2010-02-09T16:31:00.007-06:00

The season of Lent, which begins with Ash Wednesday on Feb. 17th, is an awesome time to refocus our lives. As Catholic Christians, we take this 6 week period before Easter to peel away the layers, to look inside at what may be keeping us from having a closer relationship with Jesus. We evaluate our sinful nature and try to recommit our lives to Him. It's hard to look inside at the ugliness of sin...to really take responibility for the things we do...or don't do for that matter!! What's keeping me from Jesus and my ultimate goal of spending eternity with Him?? Is it a preoccupation with worldly possessions? Is it to much time on the computer or some other addiction? Is it a hatred for someone or an apathy for my job? To be honest, I often find it's the little things...like being late (for which I'm famous), or not giving time and attention to my spouse, or not giving 100% to the task at hand.

To get refocused and recharged we use certain practices to retrain ourselves. I'm often asked about the practice of fasting and abstaining. During Lent, we fast at certain times and abstain from eating meat on fridays. Most Catholics "give up" something as well. It maybe a certain food, or some habit of which we aren't proud. Some people give up watching TV or they may decide to give up sweets, or a favorite drink. Yes, these are trivial things, but it's not necessarily what your fasting from, but the ability to practice self-denial, obedience, and self-discipline. Our ultimate model, is Jesus himself...who was obedient to the Father and willing to sacrifice his own life for our sins. While practicing this self-denial we can relate in some small way to our Lord. It allows us to open the scripture and be more spiritually focused.

We try to take up habits and practices that are more pleasing to God. We can decide to help a neighbor with a task, or sponsor a young girl who is with child. We can donate clothing or food to the homeless shelter or spend more time with family in prayer and devotion. We're reminded that our lives are like waves which crash upon the sand, our mortal bodies are fleeting...we want to focus on what will last, and that's the soul!! We're preparing for our heavenly home which will be filled with richness, goodness, and abundance beyond compare!

So, let's be committed to "giving up" that which is keeping us from Christ! Let's turn away from sin and be faithful to God's message in the Gospel! Let us be cleansed from our sinful ways and open our hearts to what God is offering us!!

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Why do we Have to Choose Sides?

2010-01-18T13:18:00.004-06:00

As we celebrate the national Martin Luther King Jr. Holiday, I was thinking how far we've come from the 1960's...and how far we have to go as a human race. My question is, why do we have to choose sides? Why do we have to divide ourselves into black and white, rich and poor, this or that?? Why can't we be a part of the human race and why can't we respect each other in spite of our differences? Why do we even have to point out our differences? It seems that many national leaders, political pundits and activists are always pointing out our differences and things that separate us...never the things that unite us! It seems they are so far removed from the true picture, where most of us live and work with many different races and cultures. We seem to be doing ok with each other, but they are constantly telling us we are not. They are constantly pitting us against each other and wanting us to take sides. How fitting that as we celebrate this day, we as Americans are united behind the Haitian people. Disaster and tragedy know no color or station in life. It is simply humans in need of human kindness and I think Dr. King would like that!!

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There's Something About Mary

2009-12-08T11:08:00.014-06:00

Today is the Feast of the Immaculate Conception, a day to give honor to our Blessed Mother. She is the perfect model of a Christian. She said "yes" not even knowing what was happening to her or what her life would hold from that time forward. She is the model of true faith!! Many non-Catholics don't quite understand the reverence given to Mary, but it is quite simple...and Biblical! We are often scorned for saying the Hail Mary, but many do not know the prayer is scriptural. The first part of the prayer consist of scripture found in the first chapter of Luke.

Hail favored one! The Lord is with you. Luke 1:28

This was proclaimed by the Angel Gabriel...then...

Most blessed are you among women, and blessed is the fruit of your womb. Luke 1:42

These words were spoken by Mary's cousin Elizabeth, who was carrying John the Baptist at the time.

Now listen to the Hail Mary-
Hail Mary, full of grace. The Lord is with you.
Blessed are you among women and blessed is the fruit of your womb, Jesus.
Holy Mary, Mother of God.
Pray for us sinners now and at the hour of our death.
Amen

The last part of the prayer is a simple petition for Mary to pray for us. That's it, nothing more...so simple! Just as we ask each other for prayer, we can ask Mary and the Saints to pray and intercede for us at the throne of God. They are alive with him in Heaven!

Catholic Christians do not worship Mary. We only worship God, the Father, Son, and Holy Spirit, who are one. We honor Mary just as Christ honored Mary. As Mother Teresa said, "I only want to love Mary as much as Jesus did, no more, no less."
I think that was beautifully said.

Without even knowing it, Mary was the first Christian, the New Eve, and the Ark of the Covenant. Mary is our spiritual, heavenly, and Blessed Mother. As Mary herself put it in Luke 1:46-55, My soul glorifies the Lord. Mary glorifies Jesus, she brings us closer to Jesus. She only wants us to know him and serve him. Thank you Mother Mary for showing us how to love your Son, Jesus!

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It's NOT Christmas, it's Advent!!!

2009-12-01T17:03:00.010-06:00

As I keep telling my children, who have been bombarded by the commercialism of the season; it's NOT Christmas, it's Advent!!! For Catholic Christians, Christmas doesn't officially begin until Christmas day, hence the 12 days of Christmas that follow. Prior to Christmas, we celebrate Advent. This is a time of anticipation, waiting, and longing for our Savior to arrive. We try to prepare our hearts and minds for the awesome event that changed our lives forever. Therefore, at the Dougherty household, you will find no babe wrapped in swaddling clothes, lying in a manger until Christmas Day (well, I do put a Nativity in our yard). You will find no wise men hovering over the creche until their appointed time (Epiphany)!! And speaking of Advent, one of our favorite traditions is to keep the baby Jesus hidden until Christmas day. I usually hide him somewhere in the house and on Christmas morning, the kids run around trying to find him. The one who finds him gets to place him in his "SOFT" bed...yes, I said soft. All during the Advent season the kids place cotton balls in his straw bed for each nice thing they say or do...and by Christmas morning, hopefully we have made a cozy bed for our Savior! Yes, I even make Taylor participate and sometimes Mama and Daddy do too!! This is a special reminder, that the things we do and say everyday, do make a difference. When we hurt others, it hurts Christ, and when we help others we are helping Christ. Don't forget those who are sick, lonely, hungry, cold, and needy this season and ALL year long! One of my favorite Christmas songs is by Celine Dion and isn't a traditional carol, but I think the words say everything that need to be said..."Don't save it all for Christmas day, find a way, to give a little love everyday." God bless you during this Advent and Christmas season!

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Communion Scandal...Should a Bishop Withhold Communion?

2009-11-24T14:01:00.008-06:00

As many of you may have heard in the news, the Bishop of Rhode Island asked Representative Patrick Kennedy(D), to abstain from receiving Communion in the Catholic Church. He was asked to abstain several years ago, but Representative Kennedy felt the need to reveal this information this week.

As a Catholic Christian, Holy Communion(Eucharist) is sacred. It is the reason we come together in unity/communion with one another. The Eucharist is our spiritual food. Just as nutritional food nourishes our bodies, the Eucharist feeds our soul! As Catholic Christians, the Eucharist is not a symbol of the body and blood of Christ. We believe in the real presence of Jesus Christ in the Eucharist, just as Jesus described in John, Chapter 6. Jesus makes no bones about it. He says in verse 55, For my flesh is true food, and my blood is true drink. Verse 52 says, whoever eats this bread will live forever; and the bread that I will give is my flesh for the life of the world. Verses 53 and 54 say, unless you eat the flesh of the Son of Man and drink his blood, you do not have life within you. Whoever eats my flesh and drinks my blood has eternal life... Catholic Christians take these verses literally. But, the big kicker for Rep. Kennedy comes with 1 Corinth. 11:26-29;...Therefore, whoever eats the bread or drinks the cup of the Lord unworthily will have to answer for the body and blood of the Lord. A person should examine himself, and so eat the bread and drink the cup. For anyone who eats and drinks without discerning the body, eats and drinks judgement on himself.

This brings us to Bishop Thomas Tobin of Rhode Island. Normally the average person's Bishop doesn't know the conscience of every member under his care and therefore, usually doesn't demand such of his flock. But, Rep. Kennedy has made himself a public figure and made his will known through the public record. He has upheld and supported the killing of unborn babies through his public actions and voting record. His conscience has been made known to all and I believe his Bishop has the duty to ask Rep. Kennedy to abstain from eating and drinking judgement upon himself. This Bishop is one brave voice crying out in the wilderness. While other Bishops struggle to find their voice and remain speechless, this Bishop is a true leader.

Rep. Kennedy has several options. He can abstain from receiving Holy Communion...since he is NOT in communion with the Church, he can cease to be a Catholic Christian and continue on with his defective moral beliefs, or he can renounce abortion, ask God's forgiveness, and come forward to receive his Lord and maker. I hope he chooses the latter. The "rights" of some in society, do not justify the killing of others. Along with the accolades of being a congressman, and a Kennedy, come the responsibilites and duties of being a public figure, with a public record. As Rep. Kennedy's grandmother would say, "To whom much has been given, much is required."

The Last Things

2009-11-18T13:32:00.004-06:00

Wow...I can't believe it's been over 2 months since I've posted! Needless to say, I've had a busy few months, with school, work, children's activities, the Swine Flu, and keeping the Grandparents well!! Hopefully, I can post at least once a month until school is out...we'll see! I just love this time of year and I guess it got my creative juices flowing. I always like to slip something in here for my non-Catholic friends, to explain my crazy ways!! The Catholic Church runs on a liturgical calendar or cycle...and our lives as Catholic Christians revolve around the Church. For the Catholic Church, it's the end of the liturgical year. The beginning of the year starts with Advent on Nov. 29th of this year. But, the scripture readings for Mass and the focus at the end of the year, turns to death, judgement, Heaven, and hell! I know it sounds a little scary, but it gives us time as Christians to reflect upon our lives and how we are living them. Are we prepared to face death and judgement? Are we prepared to meet our Heavenly Father and give account of our daily choices? We also remember those who have gone before us to their Heavenly home. Our precious family members, who have been a witness and example to us. We must choose to model our lives after those who have loved and served the Lord. We recognize that we to are called to be Saints and bear witness to the Gospel. We have to be willing to see our faults and failures and sincerely want to change and grow closer to God! God gives us this great gift through the Church...as the leaves are changing colors, dying, and falling to the ground, as the chill of the Fall wind blows, we to must face our mortality. But, through the Grace of God and our Savior Jesus Christ, we are given a chance to be immortal...to live with him for all eternity.

WOW!! A Revelation From the Holy Spirit

2009-09-03T10:12:00.004-05:00

I was looking over my blog, thinking about what to write next and WOW, the Holy Spirit knocked me down!! I was reading over my last post, Pondering My Sainthood; and the Holy Spirit told me..."You are asked to die for me everyday"!!!!! Even if I never face a lion or the sword, I am asked to die to self and the world daily. I am asked to defend Christ through my words and actions and most often that makes me an outcast in the world's eyes. I'm someone different...that crazy Catholic woman, a freak, a radical!!! WOW, I love being radical for a good reason! I don't want to go along with what the world says, or what society says...I am being given a gift by God...to offer my life, just as the Saints did. Sure, it's not as dramatic and tragic, but it is sacrificial! My sacrifice is an unbloody martyrdom, but I give all the glory to God!

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Pondering My Sainthood...

2009-08-27T09:49:00.003-05:00

1 Thess.3:13
We're all called to be saints, I mean if you make it to heaven, then you're a saint...right?? (that's rhetorical)!! Even if the Pope hasn't formally declared your sainthood, you're in if St. Peter lets you through the gate!! But, sometimes I wonder if I'll make it, when I look at the resume of some of the greats. If I were called to stand up for Christ in a crisis would my courage and virtue prevail or would my human nature kick into overdrive? Could I face being stoned to death? Could I face being eaten by lions? Could I face being burned alive? I wonder! Then I reflect on the lesser known and less dramatic saints, those who lived quiet lives, but no less virtuous. Some of these saints were hardly heard of in their time. They were just as God made them...human, with human flaws, shortcomings, and failures. They were sinners who overcame! It takes a ordinary human being living an extraordinary life to be a saint. We can't say a few words and expect sainthood. If it were that easy then everyone could get in the gate! God wants us to grow, learn, develop, and show our love for him. Just saying you're a Christian is not enough, you have to BE a Christian. Christ wants us to participate, not be spectators. This is definitely a daily struggle. Today is the Feast Day of St. Monica, the ever vigilant mother of St. Augustine. He was a scoundrel and lacking in all virtue, but she prayed diligently for years for his conversion. For all those people who aren't perfect (everyone) and for all those parents who worry and pray for their own children, stay faithful, be persistant, pray and don't worry!

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Small Successes

2009-08-20T14:23:00.004-05:00

It’s important for moms to recognize that all the small successes in our days can add up to one big triumph. So on Thursday of each week, we do exactly that.

My Small Successes for the Week:

1. I started walking 3 times/week for exercise. I hope to increase my time/distance.
2. Sold one team sign.
3. Getting up early for school and work.
4. Finished a t-shirt project for one of Taylor's classes.
5. Kept up with all the weeks activities..so far!

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Here Comes the Son!

2009-08-20T13:09:00.009-05:00

I have found great encouragement in the following verses:

Simon Peter said in reply, "You are the Messiah, the Son of the living God." Jesus said to him in reply, "Blessed are you, Simon son of Jonah. For flesh and blood has not revealed this to you, but my heavenly Father. And so I say to you, you are Peter, and upon this rock I will build my church, and the gates of the netherworld shall not prevail against it."Matthew 16:16-18

There's so much to digest within these 2 verses, but what really caught my attention was "the gates of the netherworld" (hell). Yes, you see Simon and his acknowlegement that Jesus is the Messiah, you see where Jesus gives Simon a new name...Peter, meaning rock. And you see Jesus leaving his earthly kingdom in the hands of Peter. Those few things are enough to keep you talking for awhile. Plenty of books have been written on those subjects alone, but as I was reading the verses; I realized that I had always read the last verse backwards and had always misinterpreted the whole thing.

I always pictured the gates of Heaven, holding back Satan...I had given the power to the Devil and pictured Christ and his followers in a defensive position. Like as Christians, we along with Christ were keeping Satan at bay. When nothing could be further from the truth. Christ is speaking of the gates of hell...we're on the offensive...nothing can hold "US" back...we're on the Lord's team. Satan can build all the defenses he wants, but we're the Body of Christ...his Church. And with Jesus we have the power to defeat Satan. The gates of hell WILL NOT prevail against Christ and his Church!! This is so encouraging to me in the times we are now living. Whether we're struggling with disease, finances, addictions, relationships, or just the world itself; we can know the power of God. Nothing can stop our Savior, Jesus Christ. Here comes the Son!!

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God's Pantry...Trusting in the Lord

2009-07-27T17:29:00.008-05:00

"The eyes of all look hopefully to you, and you give them their food in due season." Ps.145:15

Money has been tight for the past six months, because my husband was laid-off from his job in January. But, through the generosity of friends, family and God we have never been without. Several people always seemed to show up with pantry supplies just at the right time. I was thinking to myself, it seems like our pantry shelves are never empty. I keep returning to the pantry and it seems as though there is always enough. How fitting that this Sunday's readings and our Priest's homily went down that same road. In the 2nd Book of Kings and in John's Gospel, we find that the Lord supplies not only enough food, but food left over. Just as the Lord supplied the Manna everyday, we may go to bed at night and wonder what will become of us, and what we will eat, but the Lord supplies our needs on a daily basis. "Give us "THIS DAY" our daily bread", I think the Lord just wants us to trust in him. If we can't trust him with the little things of life, then how can we trust him with bigger trials. With tough economic times, we might have to actually put that trust to the test. We need to turn our worries and cares over to him and trust him. Maybe I don't have enough trust in what he can do for me, maybe he wants me to trust him more. I know when I go to the pantry that I'm never disappointed, he has never let me down.

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p.s. My husband's back at work and NO, that's not my pantry!!

A Sunday Drive

2009-07-24T16:04:00.013-05:00

Jesus gives you his heart!

Several weeks ago, my family decided to take an old-fashioned sunday drive-the kind we used to take when we were kids. We've been limited on funds this summer, because my husband was furloughed from his job. Our original intent was to visit some nearby covered-bridges located about 40 miles from our home. But as we drove north on Interstate 65, I suddenly remembered that I wanted to visit The Shrine of the Most Blessed Sacrament, located in Hanceville, AL. Also located on the grounds, is Our Lady of the Angels Monastery, famous for being the home of Mother Angelica. Mother Angelica is the feisty, Italian nun famous for starting EWTN, a global Catholic television station. Her station is located in Irondale, AL, about 5 miles east of Birmingham. Several years ago, Mother decided that her nuns should be cloistered and removed from the trappings of the world. She had a vision of the Divine Child Jesus, who told her to build a Temple in his honor. Mother promptly went to work and 5 years later the Shrine was consecrated-built totally through private donations and the providence of God. She and her nuns left the television studio and stepped back in time. Of course, she is still the Foundress of EWTN and she left the studio in very capable hands. The Friars now handle the day-to-day operation of the studio.
Anyway, that's the background info....As we drove through the gates, we also stepped back in time. Except for the cars streaming in for the 5pm Benediction, it seemed like we were in another century. I was disappointed because we weren't in proper attire for Benediction, but we decided to wander around the grounds and enjoy just being in the presence of this beautiful Shrine. The sun was still shining and it wasn't to hot. What I noticed the most, was the silence and the sounds of nature. I could hear the birds chirping and the water flowing through a nearby creek. If we could only be quiet and still long enough, then God could speak to us! Needless to say, we're going back without our summer shorts! I can't believe something this wonderful is so close to my own home and I've never been. Two of my own non-Catholics friends have been to visit the Shrine. One family took a tour and the other family decided to go for Midnight Mass one Christmas. It was simply beautiful, at least on the outside. I hope to enjoy the inside on my next visit. Please enjoy the pictures and visit their website for more details.

http://www.olamshrine.com/
http://www.ewtn.com/

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My Personal Small Successes...for this week only!!

2009-07-23T14:22:00.002-05:00

It's important to note, that our daily small successes can add up to one BIG triumph!! Mine are simple and small!!

1. Managed to eliminate a ton of junk mail that was piled up.
2. Plan my teen-ager's "16th" Birthday celebration.
3. I also managed to pay my bills and feed my family on a limited budget!!

How's that for small and successful!

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The Demand for Signs...40th Anniversary of the First Moon Walk!

2009-07-20T13:52:00.005-05:00

Why do we demand signs from God? Just as Jesus performed miracles to prove who he was...it seems God still has to prove himself to mere mortals like ourselves. We often want grand and glorious...stunning miracles. But we only need look at our everyday lives to see signs of God.

It might be our children, it might be a dear friend who helps us cope with a tradegy in life, it might be a bird singing, it might be the sound of the ocean. I often marvel at the ability of the human mind, body, and heart! How can anyone say WE are here by random chance...a mere accident of nature? God and science can exist together. Looking at this picture, I see the design of God. This picture was taken Dec. 24, 1968 from Apollo 8, orbiting the moon. Seven months later Apollo 11 landed on the moon and 2 human beings walked on it's surface. In Buzz Aldrin's memoir, he tells of how he took a Communion kit on his famous trip. After landing on the moon's surface, he opened up the kit and received Communion. These facts were kept secret from the public, due to a pending lawsuit related to the reading of a Genesis passage during the Apollo 8 mission. Wow...the first meal on the moon was our Lord's meal! The Eucharist is a sign of God's wonderous love for his people. If you still need a sign, just look at this picture and contemplate the wonders of our God...the maker of heaven and earth!

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Michael Jackson & The God-Shaped Hole

2009-07-07T20:21:00.005-05:00

With all the hype over Michael Jackson's death and memorial, one truth remains. Whether or not you believe in God, a god, or no god, each person on this planet was created by the one, true God. Each person was made in the image of God. We've heard that phrase many times, but what does it mean? The human being is unlike any other creature ever created. We are different from the rocks, flowers, trees, or any other living thing. We were given the gifts, to think, to choose, and to love. No other creature alive on this planet can do those things with such great capacity as the human being. Why did God do this for us? He loves us and wants us to love him...it's that simple. We were each born with a God-shaped hole in our hearts, and nothing can fill that hole but God. No amount of money, fame, or man-made gift can fill that hole. No drug, no drink, no toxic relationship will complete us or make us whole. Our whole life is spent searching and yearning for something or someone to fill our hearts, when the simple answer is God...only God can complete us. Some of us find that answer quickly and others search forever and never find the truth. God is truth...God is love. If you are a Christian, it is your duty to tell others of this great gift. Why are we so hesitant to spread the message of Jesus Christ? Why can't we tell others of his great love for them? I'm not here to judge Mr. Jackson, only God knows his soul and his truth. But I know God loves him. God loves every saint and every sinner and I know God is merciful. God loves every person he has ever created, regardless of our ability to love him. It does seems like Mr. Jackson was in search of the ultimate high, whether it be through his music, his toys, his children, his fans, or drugs. He seems like he was searching to fill that God-shaped hole. As Saint Augustine said, "Our hearts are restless Lord, until they rest in thee." I do appreciate the gifts of Mr. Jackson. I enjoyed his music and talent. I've sang and danced many times to his songs. And I appreciate all the barriers he has knocked down, both racially and culturally. I totally get the pride that he brings to his race. I only wish that he could have been fulfilled in this life.

As another great boy songwriter once said,

"Put no trust in princes,
in mere mortals powerless to save.
When they breathe their last,
they return to the earth;
that day all their planning comes to nothing.
Happy those whose help is Jacob's God,
whose hope is in the Lord, their God,
the maker of heaven and earth,"

Written by David, the Psalmist
Ps. 146:3-6

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I Want To Sleep Through Life's Storms!

2009-06-30T10:00:00.005-05:00

We all have to endure life's storms. No one, not even our Savior was immune. All we need is complete trust & confidence in our Heavenly Father. In Matt. Chap.8:23-27, we see that Jesus had complete trust and confidence in his Father above to calm the storm. In fact, he had so much trust that he even slept through the storm, until the disciples awakened him. If we could only have that much faith in God. If we could only trust him to take care of us through life's storms. May God's Peace surround you now and always!

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Things I Miss...

2009-06-29T11:18:00.004-05:00

-my Granny & Poppie
-hugs from Grandma Alice
-being "9"
-my high school friends
-my old house (both of them)
-my pool
-being on stage performing
-jumping on the bed
-playing with barbies
-my Alpha Gam girls
-taking a nap on my Granny's couch with sports on the TV.
-cheering at football games
-pep-rallys at Minor
-the Carol Burnett Show
-camping on the Warrior River
-my Granny's biscuits and cornbread dressing
-my dogs, Pio & Muffin
-swimming at Green Acres
-being skinnier
-Mr. Saxon
-Taylor being "5"
-low gas prices
-summers at Aunt Edna's
-hiking to Big Rock
-the popsicle man
-playing outside til dark
-Miss Grayson & Miss Harris
-Christmas morning when I was "7"
-trick-or-treating in Westwood Gardens
-the Rucks
-Camping-On-The-Gulf

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Questions & Doubts

2009-06-27T11:20:00.005-05:00

It never fails, and I don't mind, but I'm always confronted with people who have questions and doubts about the Catholic Faith...my Christian Faith. Sometimes those people are part of my own family, other times they are curious friends or even strangers. No problem. I had one such encounter yesterday. Someone in my family said, they just don't like to confess to a priest. They much prefer to just talk to God in their heart, in the privacy of their bedroom. No problem, that's a good way to do it too, but I found myself once again defending the need for the Sacrament of Reconciliation, which was given to us by Christ.

Who wants to admit their faults, failings, and sins to anyone?? Who wants to publicly confess they have done wrong?? Who wants to actually take responsibility for the hurts they have caused?? Well, that answer is no one. But I'd like to review several scriptures that might help with the questions and doubts we all have from time-to-time.

First, Jesus teaches through the parable, "The Healing of the Paralytic", found in Matt. Chap.9, about forgiveness. The parable appears to be about the healing of a crippled man, but the point of the healing is to show the power to forgive sins and to demonstrate Christ's power to do so by demonstrating a visible miracle. Forgiving sins is something invisible, the crowd couldn't visualize how this could be done. First, Jesus tells the crippled man that his sins are forgiven. The crowd claims Jesus is blaspheming. Jesus says, Which is easier, to forgive sins or to say, rise and walk to a crippled man? Of course, it's easier to forgive sins!!! I know I'm not real good at healing the lame! But, to prove his power and what he was saying, he did something thought impossible...something no one could do...something visible that the crowd could see, he healed the paralyzed man!!

See, the Children of God, us and his ministers on earth (the priests) have been given this awesome power. We have the power to forgive one another and the priest has been given the sacramental power to forgive sins through Christ. In John, Chap.20, we see the actual gift being given. Imagine, your leader and savior has just been brutally murdered, buried in a borrowed tomb, and now his body has gone missing. You are frightened and scared...terrified that you will be next. You are hiding in a room, trying to decide your next move. You have locked all the doors, and suddenly your leader appears. His first words after such a tragic experience are..."How are you doing, got any fish?"...NO, he says, "Peace be with You", ...and then he breathed on them and said, "Receive the Holy Spirit, who's sins you forgive are forgiven, and who's sins you retain are retained." Now you can't get much clearer than that on taking the scriptures literally. And these were his first words to his disciples after his resurrection!! WOW!! I thought those Catholics didn't read the Bible!!

And because Catholics believe in Apostolic succession (also found in the Bible), we believe our Bishops and Priests literally have what Jesus said they have...the power to forgive sins!! Wow, what a concept, to believe something found in the Bible, and don't even get me started on John, Chap. 6!!! I'm going to stop with the cute sarcasm now, because this is meant to teach and inform.

Our personal sins, affect the Body of Christ, as a whole. The Sacrament of Reconciliation cleanses and perfects the Body of Christ, and holds us accountable for the sins we have commited against God and one another. On Good Friday, I left work and went to St. Paul's in downtown Birmingham, to go to confession. I thought, "this will be quick", cynically thinking, not many Catholics go to confession anymore...WRONG!!! The line snaked around the Cathedral, with only one priest on duty. Suddenly another priest arrived and then the Bishop. When they saw the line they immediately went into action, called by Christ to help his followers be reconciled to him. I loved seeing that long line, full of many ages, colors and nationalities...the Church of Christ. We were longing to be reconciled to him, to love him, to be one with him. It was moving and inspiring! The Holy Spirit was definitely in the room and I thank God for allowing me to witness it. And yes, there is some nervous tension while waiting to confess, it is called a "conscience" and it has been built lovingly into our being by God, our Father. We always want to love and please our Father.

To conclude, the Church has been given the ministry of reconciliation ( 2 Corinth.5;11-21 ). Paul says, We must be reconciled to God, and we must help others be reconciled to God. It is our ministry!!

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The Feet

2009-06-23T13:00:00.003-05:00

They are ugly, gnarled, and hard to look at…

They are the feet of Mother Teresa, a Saint, who did the work of Christ on earth. She took care of the poor, sick, and dying on
the streets of Calcutta, India.

The people she served weren’t even Christians and probably had never heard of Christ. But in her eyes, they were Christ.

Once, she was asked, “How do you keep taking care of the same people, who show up everyday, wanting something from you?”
She said, “Yesterday, I have forgotten, tomorrow is not here, I only have today to love and serve Christ.”

Looking at her feet, you know she must have been in pain, yet she continued to travel and seek Christ throughout the world.
Let us not be hindered by our physical or spiritual limitations, but strive to find and serve Christ wherever he may be found.

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After "10"...

2009-06-18T14:02:00.002-05:00

Ever notice after "10", nothing good happens & everything goes downhill...

After 10 years old, it's puberty & peer pressure!
After 10 shrimp (why do they give you 12?), you feel like you need to burp or worse!
After 10 pm, it's nothing but trouble!
After 10 songs, you just can't dance anymore!
After 10 hours in labor, you want to kill someone...you know who you are!
After 10 kids, you can't remember their names-or your's!
After 10 minutes on hold, you want to scream!
After 10 hours in the sun, well-you're pretty much fried!
After 10 beers, ( I wouldn't know, but I've seen it) nothing is quite clear & there is always a fight!

I guess from now on, I'll just stick with "9"!!!

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What Does God Want From Me???

2009-06-04T16:24:00.001-05:00

If you haven't heard, my husband is laid off from his job, for the 2nd time in 6 mos. Not to mention the last 2 years, when his business went down the drain with the housing industry!! But, even as I say these things, I know there are bigger problems in the world, and I wouldn't trade my problems for someone else's problems. The burning question for me is...What does God want from me??? The past 2 years have seen very limited funds in our house and my kids have been so spoiled, and always had everything they have ever wanted. Now we see that we can live without certain things, and that has been a good lesson for all of us. During the "Boom Years", I was financially able to give more to my Church, and now there is hardly anything to give. Sometimes, I feel like a failure when I can't give financially to my Church or others. Which brings me back to the burning question...What does God want from me??? I guess, it's just another lesson, that God doesn't always want us to throw money at everything or everyone...he wants us to show up. He wants us to be available, to give ourselves, and our time to others. Money is great and has its purpose too, but being there for someone is sometimes worth gold. We need to actively participate in caring for the Body of Christ!! What can I give?? What can I do for others?? It doesn't always involve money. Right now, my biggest gift to others, is through my prayers for them. God wants me to be faithful, loving, generous, kind, pure, compassionate, and forgiving. And with his help, maybe I can learn this lesson and make him proud.

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Thanks to Sgt. Lee

2009-05-26T11:17:00.001-05:00

I didn't know Sgt. Nicky Lee, but our paths crossed on Sat. May 23, 2009. I had briefly heard on the news that a soldier from Sandusky (an area close to where I grew up), had died in combat in Afghanistan. I remember saying a quick prayer for him and his family and thinking...wow, that was close to home, but then I really didn't think about it anymore. As the Memorial holiday approached, I kept the soldiers in my daily prayers and watched a few History Channel shows on the sacrifice our men and women have made throughout history. Then saturday afternoon came and my family and I were on the way to 4pm Mass at St. Patrick's. As we approached the local funeral home, I could see a huge crowd of cars and motorcycles. Then I saw a local firetruck displaying a giant American flag. The local police were blocking Hwy. 78 (a large 4-lane Hwy.), I grumbled for a minute and said..."We're going to be late for church." My husband said that this must be a funeral for a policeman or fireman in the community, due to the large crowd, numerous motorcyles, and the firetruck salute. We quietly stopped our vehicle along with many others doing the same. In a split second, everything changed. I think my mother said..."I bet this is the soldier who died this past week." I immediately went into tears, thinking of my selfish statement. I was filled with guilt and rightly so. The rain had started to fall along with my tears. I was put in my place by Sgt. Nicky Lee, a 23 year old soldier who gave his life on foreign soil, so that my family and my children could live in peace and freedom. Memorial Day meant even more to me than ever. I didn't know this soldier, but he taught me a lesson in humility and thankfulness. I pray that his family will be comforted in the days ahead. And I hope God nevers lets me forget the lesson of Sgt. Lee. Thank you soldier for your service and welcome home.

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I'm not going to hold back...I was disappointed

2009-05-19T14:34:00.001-05:00

Disclaimer: If you're a big fan of our current administration in Washington, read at your own risk!

I'm not going to hold back. I'm getting old now and I'm going to speak my mind with conviction. I was totally bummed and disappointed at the large welcome that President Obama received at Notre Dame on 5-17-09. He was awarded an honorary law degree and gave the commencement address at the well known Catholic University. I decided to watch the festivities on tv and to be honest was quite impressed (don't get mad, let me finish). Let me preface this by saying...I respect the office of the Presidency and think President Obama is due all the respect that holding that office entails. And I do think that some sort of dialogue about differing issues is needed, but I think dialogue and compromise are 2 different things. President Obama is so charismatic and can deliver a message with great persuasion, but I don't think this was the venue for such dialogue. During the address, I kept thinking of the millions of lives who have been lost to legalized abortion. I thought of those children who would have been born in 1987. Who would have become doctors, lawyers, teachers, mothers, fathers. Those children who were denied the right to life, denied the right to graduate from anywhere, even the womb. We truly have a lost generation, more than have died in many of our countries wars. We say, no more to war, but we say, it's ok to kill innocent children who have no voice. As President Obama said in his speech, "our differences may be irreconcilable." He is right. While dialogue is great, compromise is not. We may never solve this issue, we may be defeated in the world's eyes, but we must keep working to save lives. The world brands us as haters, but Christians are lovers. The world doesn't understand us, because it never understood Jesus, but that's ok; our goals are not of this world. If we say we are Christians, we better be ready to uphold those beliefs, even to death. I don't feel that Notre Dame gave witness to the Christianity it proclaims. I'm ashamed and embarassed of the scandal they have put upon not just their students and alumni, but all Catholic Christians.

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Just Getting Started

2009-05-18T14:06:00.001-05:00

Everybody has to get started somewhere. I'm going to try and post something new each week. It will mostly be reflections and commentary, but I may try my hand at some type of devotionals too. I'll just have to see how this evolves!! I just get random thoughts in my head, sometimes they're spiritual, political, or just reflections on life in general. But you will definitely see my faith. I view the whole world through the filter of my Catholic, Christian beliefs. I try not to make any decisions in life without praying or relying on my beliefs. This doesn't mean that everything I write will be sugary-sweet. Sometimes, I'll be mad and frustrated, not neccessarily with God, but with the world. I hope you'll enjoy this blog in the future.

"Let's start at the very beginning, it's a very fine place to start."
Julie Andrews as Maria VonTrapp from the Sound of Music