Monday, August 31, 2009


I was distressed at my want of courage, and Soeur Therese said to me:
"You are complaining of what should be your greatest happiness. If you
fought only when you felt eagerness, where would be your merit? What
does it matter, even if you are devoid of courage, provided you act as
though you possessed it? If you feel too lazy to pick up a bit of
thread, and yet do so for love of Jesus, you acquire more merit than
for a much nobler action done in a moment of fervor. Instead of
grieving, be glad that, by allowing you to feel your own weakness, Our
Lord is furnishing you with an opportunity of saving a greater number
of souls."
St. Therese: The Little Flower

Sunday, August 30, 2009

The Lowest Place

"The one thing which is not open to envy is the lowest place. Here
alone, therefore, there is neither vanity nor affliction of spirit.
Yet, 'the way of a man is not his own,' [172] and sometimes we find
ourselves wishing for what dazzles. In that hour let us in all humility
take our place among the imperfect, and look upon ourselves as little
souls who at every instant need to be upheld by the goodness of God.
From the moment He sees us fully convinced of our nothingness, and
hears us cry out: 'My foot stumbles, Lord, but Thy Mercy is my
strength,' [173] He reaches out His Hand to us. But, should we attempt
great things, even under pretext of zeal, He deserts us. It suffices,
therefore, to humble ourselves, to bear with meekness our
imperfections. Herein lies--for us--true holiness."
St. Therese the Little Flower

Saturday, August 29, 2009

It is a Mystery!

All this rain! I have no idea how it got into the back seat floor of my car.

Any suggestions? Windows and doors are tightly closed but I have a flood.
I also forgot about my friend's house warming party today. Kiara will be
soon because my daughter and her husband are going on one of those murder
mystery shows while they eat dinner. They also pick people in the audience
to play parts. It was part of her Birthday present. My part is watching Kiara
overnight so they can enjoy the evening.

Can you really tell I have no words of wisdom today? Nothing, empty, Nada!

Have an awesome evening!

Thursday, August 27, 2009

To My Son: I miss you on your Birthday

To My Son


Somewhere under all the pain,
within all those walls
Is my beautiful son!

Remember the Rain?
Remember how good it feels
as it pours down on you?

Refreshing the soul
Refreshing the innermost of our being.

I carried you with human cords
The cords were severed.
They can be repaired,
Perhaps they will never be the same.
So true! But they can be healed.

Deep within, the real Self is hidden.
scared, broken, filled with grief
and sorrow.

Each beat of your heart
Each tear from your eyes
I was there!
The beating of my heart was with you
The tears that I shed was with you.

Yes, I remember the times you
reached out and noone was there for you?
I was there, deep within calling your

"For when you are weak, I am strong"
I love you!

A funny email I received Today

Let me get this straight.

Obama's health care plan will be
written by a committee whose head says he
doesn't understand it,
passed by a Congress that hasn't read it,
signed by a president who smokes,
funded by a treasury chief who did not pay his taxes,
overseen by a surgeon general who is obese, and
financed by a country that is nearly broke.

What could possibly go wrong?

Thursday, August 20, 2009

Marians of the Immaculate Conception

My friend John Luth:
Made his First Vows as an MIC.
John was a member of Our Third Order of Carmelites. He is now Brother John and will someday be a priest.

The Marian Fathers of the Immaculate Conception welcomed four new members into the Congregation during a Mass celebrating the Solemnity of the Assumption of the Blessed Virgin Mary on Saturday, Aug. 15. Eight Marian brothers also renewed their vows.

May Our Lord and Our Lady of the Immaculate conception bless them!

Saturday, August 1, 2009

God In Basic Training!

Humorous story of my first day in boot camp.

Sister on another blog said to me the other day that life is like bootcamp for Jesus. It got me thinking of a my first day in basic training for the U.S.A.F. But before I can tell the story I have to back up a little to what was going on in my life before basic training.

Life was what seemed like a standstill. I was working 2 jobs, broke up the my boyfriend *again*, no car, could not go to college because I had no money. My job in the house was to clean the bathroom every Saturday morning. This one particular day while cleaning the bathroom, my dad came in to do his weekly white glove check. Seriously he did do this. Then he told me to put the toilet seat up in the bathroom because I was complaining about the boys (my brothers) peeing on the seats and floor. So I did something really stupid.... I argued with my dad. I took some toilet paper from the toilet paper holder and wiped off the pee on the floor and threw it at my dad; and told him that I am not going to lift the seat for those lazy boys. Now if you knew my dad you would realize that I am in for a beating of my life. But this time my dad stood there in amazement or something and tears came from his eyes. Oh No, I am in big trouble now, so I did the next best thing..... I ran out of the house for dear life.

So now what am I going to do? I can't go home because I will be dead. I jump on the city bus which I never took before and headed downtown Providence. I had no clue what I was going to do there and it was not a good place to be going at only 17 and alone. I saw a Dunkin Donuts and grabbed a coffee and went for a walk. There was this amazing world that I never knew. Then I start to think about and pray to God what am I going to do? I pass this sign in a window that says, Aim High the Air Force! God is this where you want me? But I felt courageous and free at this moment, peace filled my heart, so I walked in. It was so easy, sign a few papers and left.

Then I realize and fear came upon me.... I still have to go home. I walk through the door with my head down trying to avoid eye contact with my dad. Nothing happened when I got home; all was quiet and then I give my parents the good news!

Now let us go forward to my first day in Basic Training. So many feelings come over you when you realize that you are now owned by the Government. You are only a Social Security number and you don't know what is going to happen next. We meet our Training Instructors and they show us around, get our teeth checked, etc. etc. Finally back to the barracks and our TI's give us our new chores to do and get settled.

So here I am headed with a few other woman and the TI who enters the Latrine. My job you ask for the next 6 weeks you may ask? You guessed it; clean the bathrooms! This gets even better if you are still with me here.....
drum roll please.......... *Put the toilet seats up at Attention*. You are reading correctly we had to put the toilet seats up after each use. Call it what you will, but I burst out laughing so loud and I could not hold it in, tears are running down my face, everyone is looking at me; and I look up to God and think, "God DOES have a sense of humor" and he answered me back interiorly, He said, "Next time listen to your father". O my gosh! I was so paying for my sins that day but also God was telling me that he was with me then, he is with me now and will be all my days.

I have so many stories of God with me in basic training. But one thing is for sure, I learned obedience and discipline from the service; we also have to work together as a team!

Update on Little Matthew

Little baby Matthew is with Our Heavenly Father.
See God's Canvas blog. My prayers go out to the family of this blessed little angel.