I meant to post this yesterday for my friend’s wedding, but got distracted by all the festivities. Anyway, ladies and gentlemen, here is the Best Marriage Advice I’ve Ever Received. It came from my folks, who’ve been married over 30 years.
“Your spouse always comes first. They are ahead of your career, ahead of your friends, ahead of your parents and siblings. They’re even ahead of your children. They are the foundation upon which the rest of your life is built. Marriages fall apart when people stop making their spouse a priority.”
7 posts in 7 days – can’t believe I managed it!
The next time I commit to writing 7 posts in 7 days, I will not do it on a weekend when a good friend who really likes to party is getting married. :)
I’ll have another post later today to make up for yesterday’s silence.
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The Big Truck That Went By: How the World Came to Save Haiti and Left Behind a Disaster by Johnathan Katz. Katz is an American reporter who was working in Port-au-Prince when the 2010 earthquake hit. I’m only halfway through the book so far but it’s been a riveting (albeit sad) read. As the title suggest, the book explains how well-meaning people can unwittingly create a mess when they rush in blindly.
On Heaven and Earth by Jorge Bergoglio (Pope Francis) and Abraham Skorka. This is a series of dialogues between then-Cardinal Bergoglio and Rabbi Skorka on various issues pertaining to faith and morality. A good read if you want to learn more about the pontiff.
The Girls of Atomic City: The Untold Story of the Women Who Helped Win World War II by Denise Kiernan. If you’re a WWII buff like me, you won’t want to miss this. The book discusses the settlement at Oak Ridge, Tennessee and its role in constructing the atomic bomb. The project was so secretive that no one who worked at Oak Ridge was allowed to discuss their job with anyone else, and no one knew precisely what the project was until after the war ended. It’s history that reads like a detective novel.
Pacific Rim: What’s summer without a fun monster movie? Go see this on the big screen, it’s worth it.
Quick post for Monday: what do you do if you’ve been hiding a green scapular somewhere and the person you’re hoping to affect finds it? Asking for a friend.
I’ve talked about why I grow specific plants, but I’ve never discussed why I garden in general. I’m not one of those lucky people who learned gardening from a parent; my dad only started gardening after he retired, and my mom would rather be inside with a good book than digging in the dirt.
I garden because it’s satisfying. I get a huge sense of accomplishment from watching a small plant grow into a large plant and then eating the fruit and vegetables that come from it.
I garden because it’s healthy. DH and I are more inclined to eat vegetables if they’re readily available.
I garden because it’s a good way to relieve stress. Whether I’m actually doing chores or just looking at my plants, I always feel refreshed after I come in from the garden.
I garden because I like the feeling of being self-sufficient. While I’ll never be Mother Earth News’ Homesteader of the Year, learning to make and can my own tomato sauce, salsa, or pickles makes me feel accomplished.
I garden because it make me feel close to God. It’s not a coincidence that so many of Jesus’ stories include gardening metaphors. I like being involved with the work of creation, of making my own small contributions to God’s work, and gaining a deeper appreciation for the Earth.
Why do you garden?
Sorry for all the silence lately; May 2013 was one of those months where I had noteworthy stuff going on but no time to write about it. I now have a few minutes to tell you about one of the more recent developments:
DH and I have been contemplating moving closer to his family for years. (They live about 700 miles away from us.) Last week, a job opened up in his parents’ town that seems to match my skill set. After a quick discussion, I sent in an application. I haven’t heard anything yet (not surprising since they’re still accepting applications).
I could be happy if I got the job. I could be happy if I didn’t. That’s in God’s hands, and that’s not what I’d like you all to pray for.
Instead, I’d like you to pray that I don’t let my overactive imagination run amok imagining all the ways that this potential move – or even going out there for an interview – would be difficult. I can’t drive myself crazy before I even get an interview!
“My husband and I tried to claim Larisa.They have lost track of her paper trail! It’s been a week since they told us. Rosaries UP!”
I spoke with Kate via email and learned that the Ukranian facilitators are looking for Larisa. Please pray that they find her, and soon!
Those of you who work in healthcare have probably heard the phrase “alert fatigue.” This is a malady associated with electronic medical records in which providers entering orders on a patient’s profile receive so many pop-up alerts about things that are unimportant (e.g. “Warning: This patient has two laxatives on his profile! This is duplicate therapy!”) that the alerts that are important (e.g. “Warning: The combination of these two drugs can cause an irregular heart rhythm and kill your patient!”) get ignored. It’s like the boy who cried wolf.
I sometimes find myself with Intention Fatigue – that is, I feel obligated to pray for everybody who asks for prayers on their blog, not to mention the Holy Father and his intentions, tragedies such as the Boston bombings, societal evils such as abortion and the death penalty… you get the idea. Often I worry that I’ve left out someone or something important.
Has this happened to anyone else? What have you done about it?
Adeye (No Greater Joy Mom) has asked all her readers to share the story of Sebastian, a young man who turns 16 (thus aging out of the system) in just nine days. Nine days to find a family for this young man before he’s cast out of the orphanage with little more than the clothes on his back.
Do you know Sebastian’s family? Maybe you do and you don’t realize it yet! Please, share this on your blogs, on Twitter, on Facebook.
Anyone wanting more information from someone who has met Sebastian, please contact Nicole at firstname.lastname@example.org. For all inquiries about his adoption and the legalities, please contact email@example.com. Serious inquiries only please!
As you’ve all heard by now, we have a new pope: Jorge Cardinal Bergoglio, now Pope Francis I. I am cautiously optimistic about this pope’s election. The new pope appears to be a man who is deeply modest and deeply spiritual, and that’s exactly what the Church needs these days.
Reading about the new pope, I feel much the way I did when I heard that Wayne LaPierre was holding a press conference the week after Newtown.
[The author pauses while you all wonder if she's lost her marbles. She assures you that yes, they've been gone for some time now.]
At his post-Newtown press conference, LaPierre had an excellent opportunity to admit his organization’s mistakes and failures, to apologize, and to begin to atone for them. As a gun owner, that was what I had hoped to hear and I believe that if he’d taken this tactic, he could have done a lot of good in the world.
Similarly, Pope Francis has an opportunity to excise the cancer from the Church, to admit and atone for her mistakes, and potentially do a great deal of good in the world.
LaPierre blew his opportunity; let’s pray that Pope Francis doesn’t blow his.