Wednesday, December 7, 2016

MSE Day 10

The mornings of late have been cloudy, overcast; with the sun trying to squeeze through where it can. I enjoy my morning rides in to work as a time of prayer and reflection. I keep the radio off, and try to keep my mind on our Father - with adoration, confession, thanksgiving, and supplication.
Some days I would rather listen to the radio or think about all that was waiting for me at work. ('Some' days? Probably most days.) But I'm never sorry I prayed. I have never ever thought 'Dagnabbit why the heck did I spend all that time in prayer?!?'

Father God, You are all good, all loving. Thank You for this new day. Guide me, change my heart, make me more like You.

Tuesday, December 6, 2016

MSE Day 9

I am still gorging myself although it has been a full week including all my 'special' times that I looked forward to: tuesday after work, wednesday after work with survivor, thursday after work, friday after work, saturday in the kitchen cooking and watching football/basketball, sunday in the kitchen cooking and what not, &c.

My swelling has diminished and I have been nicer, i think. I am getting encouragement from people who care, thank you, Father.

A three minute retreat, from Loyola Press



http://www.loyolapress.com/retreats/worth-the-risk?utm_source=SacredAdvent&utm_medium=email&utm_content=20161206&utm_campaign=Advent2016


Saturday, December 3, 2016

David...

“That is the wonder of all wonders, that God loves the lowly…. God is not ashamed of the lowliness of human beings. God marches right in. He chooses people as his instruments and performs his wonders where one would least expect them. God is near to lowliness; he loves the lost, the neglected, the unseemly, the excluded, the weak and broken.”   
 
- Dietrich Bonhoeffer
 

Ode to Zachary Smith

I began writing this in 1989 or so, and it is still a work in progress.

The narrator's voice so familiar to me
Tells of John, Maureen, Don, Will, Penny, Ju-dy
Whose ship, which was bound for Alpha Centaur-i
Was sabotaged by our good friend, Zachary

From suspended animation the Robinsons woke to find
The Jupiter II having a terrible time
Pounded by meteors, being tossed like a toy
And the Robot's only words were 'DESTROY'.

John finally stabilized the Jupiter II
The Robot's power pack was removed
But we all wanted to slap Zachary's face
Because the Jupiter was now Lost in Space

Chorus:

Oh Zachary Smith, Zachary Smith,
The stowaway from hell...
A nightmare for the Robinsons 
We remember you well.

The Robinsons traveled throughout the stars
But they never got home, they never found Mars
Many adventures were theirs to be had
Some were quite scary, and some were quite sad:

 John wrestled Gromak, the Robot got large;
The Jupiter landed upon a fuel barge.

In an early adventure, we heard the Bubble Creatures hiss
So Zachary fired, and said: 'They'll read this!'

They met the Chicken Monster, the man who was gold,
They visited a planet where no one was old;
Will kissed the princess, and doomed the whole world,
But he played his guitar, and ...







MSE Day 6

It is well with my soul, and it is much better with my ankles without much of the swelling that has come on in recent years. That's what I need, Lord, something I can see. Not just 'knowing' I'll be better of for it.
Thank you for that visual reminder; blessed be God forever!

Per my prediction, I gorged myself last night to the point of feeling nauseous. This will pass, I know. I have taken already my psyllium fiber drink and am looking forward to tonight's small portion of shepherd's pie and the salad we have planned. 

Thursday, December 1, 2016

Do not neglect hospitality, for through it some have unknowingly entertained angels

'Hello'
'Well how are you?'
'Good, good; I'm Sam, I've seen you around town.'
'Yes for sure. My name is David - like the lying, murderous king.'
'David, like the man God describes as a man after HIS own heart.'
...
'Yes, Sam; thank you.'
'God bless you, David.'
...

Oh, He does; He surely does

Wednesday, November 30, 2016

Hope

Copied from Vinita Hampton Wright, an author and editor at Loyola Press:
http://www.ignatianspirituality.com/24783/how-does-hope-shape-us?utm_source=SacredAdvent&utm_medium=email&utm_content=20161130&utm_campaign=Advent2016

A driving dynamic of Advent is hope. If we had nothing to hope for, there would be no point to this season. The original hope was for a child to be born who would bring justice and peace to the world and who would heal the rift between humanity and God. But that larger hope is filled with smaller ones—daily hopes that can shape us as people.

Some hopes will shape our relationships. The Christ Child grew to be a man who embodied forgiveness and generosity. A life of hope sees the good in others, is patient with their shortcomings, and tenaciously envisions them at their best.

Some hopes will shape our life work. The promised Messiah proclaimed God’s realm of justice and mercy. No matter what jobs we do or work positions we hold, as hopeful people we maintain fairness and integrity as short-term and long-term goals. We make our work matter for the common good.

Some hopes will shape our character. Jesus exemplified hope that cultivates true interior freedom. A hopeful person cannot continue in anxiety, grasping, need for control, and habitual anger.

How is hope visible in your life? Where has it faded?

Tuesday, November 22, 2016

God is good

Thanksgiving was a special day at mom and dad's with all my sisters kids there and my brother and his boy also came in from Urbana. We ate and sang and played Scattergories and laughed much.








TerrificTuesday

The radio in our office at work is struggling these days to play something clear and listenable, but I have found an almost crystal clear W-4 country station for our 9-5 listening pleasure.

Working on Bradville, McMinor, Balsner, Wilhurtz, Robertland, HannaBarbara, Hartz, and O'Tipsy. LeFarnsworth we are hoping we can finish up soon.

Have not heard from Amanda at CVS about my part time gig - kind of hoping I don't until after Thanksgiving weekend anyway. We have no television so I watched 1951 Scrooge last night and still cried when the reformed title character repented to his overjoyed nephews wife. Good stuff.

I am thankful for my job.


David! Are you listening?!?!?!



The Lord took his wounds with him to eternity. He is a wounded God; He let himself be injured through his love for us. His wounds are a sign that he understands and allows himself to be wounded out of love for us. These wounds of his: how tangible they are to us in the history of our time! Indeed, time and again, he allows himself to be wounded for our sake. What certainty of his mercy, what consolation do his wounds mean for us! ... And what a duty they are for us, the duty to allow ourselves in turn to be wounded for him!
 
 
—  Pope Benedict XVI, Homily on Divine Mercy Sunday, April 15, 2007

Monday, November 21, 2016

David, are you listening???



We think sometimes that poverty is only being hungry, naked and homeless. The poverty of being unwanted, unloved and uncared for is the greatest poverty. We must start in our own homes to remedy this kind of poverty. 

- St. Teresa of Calcutta