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Sunday Sermon and Some More Family Fun

19 Jul

“The single most important factor in our long-term happiness is the relationships we have with our family and close friends.”

— Clayton M. Christensen

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An early morning walk with Joe and Belle to St. Norbert’s for morning Mass. It’s exactly a 1/2 brisk mile walk each way, and a quick prayer was said on the way that we didn’t catch a freight train crossing on our way. Yesterday when we walked to the park that way, there was a very long train that impeding our progress. No train.

Today’s Gospel was the story of Jesus telling the apostles that they needed to get away and rest. They had been preaching so long that they had no time to even eat or rest. But, people continued to come and follow them.

“So as he stepped ashore he saw a large crowd; and he took pity on them because they were like sheep without a shepherd, and he set himself to teach them at some length.”

My take on it…. a good shepherd, a good parent, or a good leader of any kind, always puts his flock or followers first.

St. Norbert’s is a beautiful parish in Northbrook. I’m very pleased that we were able to attend Mass today. We lit a candle and said a prayer for family and friends.

The rest of the day was busy with chasing, changing diapers, snacks, constant feedings, playing and fun.

Dr. Sophie attended to her patients, her puppy assisted her in her art project, and after her bath, she was transformed into a colorful unicorn.

I sat outside for a few minutes before dusk, and a cute bunny scampered by for a photo op.

Life is good! Happy Sunday, my friends.

Sunday Sermon and Some Other Stuff

5 Jul

“America was built on courage, on imagination and an unbeatable determination.”

~Harry S. Truman

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Happy 4th of July. It’s been a wonderful day, and a good day to reflect on our freedom as well as our blessings. An early morning Mass, prayers, and a candle lit. This tradition for one purpose, covered in two words…”Thank you.”

Today’s Gospel was the story of Jesus teaching in the synagogue in His hometown. They questioned His words because they thought He was just a carpenter, son of Mary. He replied…

”And Jesus said to them, ‘A prophet is despised only in his own country, among his own relations and in his own house’;5 and he could work no miracle there, except that he cured a few sick people by laying his hands on them.6 He was amazed at their lack of faith. He made a tour round the villages, teaching.”

My take on it… sometimes those closest to you are often the first ones to question your ability, to deny you, and even hurt you. Sad.

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On a brighter note, today is the 4th of July, and we celebrate our Independence. I’m feeling pretty independent. Feeling blessed. How about you?

Here’s one of my favorite photos and why I feel so blessed. There are many, many more.
May the Fourth be with you, (And with your spirit.)

Sunday Sermon and Some Other Stuff

28 Jun

“I believe that miracles happen every day. Every person is a miracle. Every moment is a miracle. If only we can open our eyes, we’ll see God’s love everywhere.”

Bo Sanchez

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A lovely Sunday morning. Well really, it was hot, steamy, and I didn’t sleep well, but I was more than happy to jump out of bed at 7 to get ready for church. Actually, I didn’t jump. You know, old bones, arthritis, osteoporosis, a sore knee, my ankle is swollen, and my back has been acting up. I’ll rephrase that…I gingerly limped and hobbled out of bed.

I arrived at church around 8:30, lit a candle and proceeded to my pew. Mr. Jerry was saving my seat, and I scooted over to save two more seats for Helene and Bonita. I started out kneeling and saying a few prayers before Mass started. One of the fervent prayers was a petition that my knee wouldn’t hurt so much when I’m kneeling. 🤦‍♀️ I kneel to pray, and pray to kneel.

Today’s Gospel Was the story of Jesus being asked to heal the daughter of one of the rulers in the synagogue. On His way there, a woman in the crowd approached Jesus…

27She had heard the reports about Jesus, and came up behind him in the crowd and touched his garment. 28For she said, “If I touch even his garments, I shall be made well.” 29And immediately the hemorrhage ceased; and she felt in her body that she was healed of her disease. 30And Jesus, perceiving in himself that power had gone forth from him, immediately turned about in the crowd, and said, “Who touched my garments?”

The cured woman was afraid that what she had done would make Jesus angry. Instead … 34And he said to her, “Daughter, your faith has made you well; go in peace, and be healed of your disease.”

While in transit, the ruler received word that his daughter had died. Jesus insisted on going anyway, “But ignoring what they said, Jesus said to the ruler of the synagogue, “Do not fear, only believe.” When they arrived, people were mourning and weeping. Jesus went in, took her by the hand and said, “Little Girl, I say to you arise.” The little girl got up, and Jesus told them to get her something to eat.

My take on it… just like the sick woman who believed that touching the Lord’s garment would heal her, she believed it, so it came to pass. The ruler believed that Jesus had miraculous powers, so the little girl was given life. The power of faith is a very miraculous force.

So, what else did I do this weekend. I was pretty lazy. Yesterday, I decided to clean out my fridge. I had spilled some iced tea and there were other spills and possible creatures growing in my fridge. That took quite a while. I didn’t want to leave the fridge door open too long. So I emptied one shelf at a time, setting items on the counter and washing and drying each scuzzy shelf.

Of course, I had to taste a few things to see if they were still good. I didn’t taste the jar of pasta sauce that had fluffy green and grey stuff floating inside. Then, there were a few items that I remember putting in there during the Lincoln Administration. Those got tossed. So, I did a pretty good job of cleaning and organizing.
See, all neat and tidy. And there’s even a little room. (That won’t last long.🤦‍♀️)

Happy Sunday, my friends. And like the group JOURNEY sang, “Don’t Stop Believin’ “

Sunday Sermon and Some Other Stuff

21 Jun

Billy Graham

“A good father is one of the most unsung, unpraised, unnoticed, and yet one of the most valuable assets in our society.” (The key word here is “good.)

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A beautiful Sunday and a fine day for Father’s Day. I woke even before the 7 am alarm, looking forward to 9am Mass at St. Gabriel.

Father Dankasa celebrated the Mass and began by wishing all the fathers a happy Father’s Day. And added, “And Happy Father’s Day to me too.” We all laughed, but really… our priests are fathers, aren’t they?

Today’s Gospel was the story of Jesus calming the storm that terrified the disciples. He questioned their faith and they were in awe of His power.

Mk 4:35-41

On that day, as evening drew on, Jesus said to his disciples:
“Let us cross to the other side.”
Leaving the crowd, they took Jesus with them in the boat just as he was.
And other boats were with him.
A violent squall came up and waves were breaking over the boat,
so that it was already filling up.
Jesus was in the stern, asleep on a cushion.
They woke him and said to him,
“Teacher, do you not care that we are perishing?”
He woke up,
rebuked the wind, and said to the sea, “Quiet! Be still!”
The wind ceased and there was great calm.
Then he asked them, “Why are you terrified?
Do you not yet have faith?”
They were filled with great awe and said to one another,
“Who then is this whom even wind and sea obey?”

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After Mass, Helene, Jerry and I stopped for coffee and a quick happy birthday toast. Friday was Jerry’s birthday, but he was out of town with family.

Jerry opening his cards and gifts and enjoying a special world famous homemade “bad ass brownie” made by yours truly.
And now, a special Happy Fathers Day to my Awesome Son, Joe. (The best Father I’ve ever known.) I’m very proud of the great dad you’ve become.

Happy Father’s Day to one and all. ❤️

Sunday Sermon and Some Other Stuff

14 Jun

“So never lose an opportunity of urging a practical beginning, however small, for it is wonderful how often in such matters the mustard-seed germinates and roots itself.”

~Florence Nightingale

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Well, the torrential rains have diminished for a while, but it’s toasty steamy hot outside. So, on this blessed Sunday, I thank God for air conditioning, iced tea and ice cream.

Today’s Gospel was the parable of the mustard seed, and the glorious mystery of how a seed is planted in the dirt and grows. Did you ever think about that? You plant a tiny seed in the ground, give it a little water, and it magically grows into something spectacular.

MARK 4:26-34

26And he said, “The kingdom of God is as if a man should scatter seed upon the ground,27and should sleep and rise night and day, and the seed should sprout and grow, he knows not how. 28The earth produces of itself, first the blade, then the ear, then the full grain in the ear. 29But when the grain is ripe, at once he puts in the sickle, because the harvest has come.” 30And he said, “With what can we compare the kingdom of God, or what parable shall we use for it? 31It is like a grain of mustard seed, which, when sown upon the ground, is the smallest of all the seeds on earth; 32yet when it is sown it grows up and becomes the greatest of all shrubs, and puts forth large branches, so that the birds of the air can make nests in its shade.” 33With many such parables he spoke the word to them, as they were able to hear it; 34he did not speak to them without a parable, but privately to his own disciples he explained everything.

My take on it…like the mustard seed, never underestimate the power of something that appears tiny and insignificant. The seed is planted in the dark barren soil and magically becomes an amazing plant. People are like that too. In their darkest hour, buried and struggling in the earth, they can blossom and flourish.

(I can relate to that.)

Happy Sunday, my friends.

Sunday Sermon and Some Other Stuff

7 Jun

“It’s what you choose to believe that makes you the person you are.”
― Karen Marie Moning

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Woa! We had more torrential rain all last night, with thunder and lightening. Forget about building the Ark. I need a canoe. Well, the weather forecast says more rain Monday and Tuesday, but after that, the rest of the week back to regular Texas weather. Sunny, hot, humid and in the 90’s. I’m not sure which is worse. 🤦‍♀️

Today’s Gospel tells the story of when Jesus was with the disciples and blessed the bread and wine, saying it was His body.

Gospel – Mark 14:12-16, 22-26

12 On the first day of the Feast of Unleavened Bread, when they sacrificed the Passover lamb, Jesus’ disciples said to him, “Where do you want us to go
and prepare for you to eat the Passover?”13 He sent two of his disciples and said to them, “Go into the city and a man will meet you, carrying a jar of water. Follow him.14 Wherever he enters, say to the master of the house, ‘The Teacher says, “Where is my guest room where I may eat the Passover with my disciples?”‘15 Then he will show you a large upper room furnished and ready. Make the preparations for us there.”16 The disciples then went off, entered the city, and found it just as he had told them; and they prepared the Passover.22 While they were eating, he took bread, said the blessing, broke it, gave it to them, and said, “Take it; this is my body.”23 Then he took a cup, gave thanks, and gave it to them, and they all drank from it.

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Father Danika’s had a very good analogy. Just as we need food to strengthen our bodies, we need the Eucharist to strengthen our souls. Every time we receive the Eucharist, Jesus becomes part of our spirit as well as our body.

My take on it… what we believe to be true is true. What a nice way to have Jesus become part of our spirit and daily lives.

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So, the other stuff is today is my beautiful angel mother’s birthday in heaven. She went to heaven in 2018, but she is with me every day, guiding me, smiling at me, and looking out for me. I know this to be true. She has sent me signs, so I know that there is a heaven and she’s there waiting for me.

Happy birthday Mom!

Sunday Sermon and Smiles Charity Event

31 May

“They say charity begins at home, and when a home is built for an amazing veteran through a community charity event, that’s the meaning of home.”

~Toni Armenta Andrukaitis

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It was a delightful Sunday morning, finally. No rain, partly cloudy, and a nice refreshing breeze. It was a pleasure to get up early and leave for Mass by 8:15.

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Sunday Sermon and Some Other Stuff

24 May

“Forgiveness has nothing to do with absolving a criminal of his crime. It has everything to do with relieving oneself of the burden of being a victim–letting go of the pain and transforming oneself from victim to survivor.”
― C.R. Strahan

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Another dreary drizzly morning, but I was delighted to pop out of bed at 7 and get ready for church. It’s so nice to be able to attend Mass in person again. We all received notice that the parishioners were no longer required to wear masks, but it was highly encouraged. They kept one large section of the church to remain distanced and masked for those who feel more comfortable that way. Most people still kept their masks on out of courtesy and respect for others. I like that. Hey, and if you’re a woman, you don’t have to put on all that messy makeup. (I wouldn’t know. Not my thing.)

Pentecost Sunday.

Today’s Gospel was the story of Jesus returning to visit the disciples after his resurrection. They were locked away in fear for their lives. Jesus appeared to them, blessed them and breathed on them, filling their hearts with the Holy Spirit.

Gospel, John 20:19-23

19 In the evening of that same day, the first day of the week, the doors were closed in the room where the disciples were, for fear of the Jews. Jesus came and stood among them. He said to them, ‘Peace be with you,’20 and, after saying this, he showed them his hands and his side. The disciples were filled with joy at seeing the Lord,21 and he said to them again, ‘Peace be with you. ‘As the Father sent me, so am I sending you.’22 After saying this he breathed on them and said: Receive the Holy Spirit.23 If you forgive anyone’s sins, they are forgiven; if you retain anyone’s sins, they are retained.

My take on it… Well, again, Jesus is showing the disciples His wounds, proving that He had indeed risen, but also filling them with the Holy Spirit so that they would not be afraid. He instructs them to spread His word, forgiving or retaining sins.

Now here’s the part that I’ve had many a discussion and debate with others. Jesus tells the disciples if they forgive someone they are forgiven, and if they retain their sins, they are retained. Is it just me, but I’ve heard SO many times that you MUST FORGIVE everyone, even if they don’t ask for forgiveness. What?

If God forgives everyone, no matter what, why were the disciples told that sins could be retained, why is there a heaven and hell, and why does it say “He will come again in glory to judge the living and the dead?” If one is genuinely penitent and pleads for forgiveness and changes their ways, then yes, forgiveness should be given. But, if someone is blatantly unapologetic and continues doing evil, no way José. My philosophy is… you don’t need to forgive, but you can release your heart from the pain, anger, and resentment and just step away, move forward, and move on. Sounds like a plan. Let God take care of the rest.

After Mass, Helene, Jerry, Bonita and I stopped for coffee at Tom Thumb’s Starbucks. We get in there and start laughing, telling stories and just cracking up. I always say, “They’re going to call security and say, old people causing a disturbance in aisle 4.” Always fun.

The rest of my day was AMAZING, as usual. Spending time at church, time with friends and loved ones, laughing, singing, and my favorite… FaceTime with the granddaughters.

Life is good! Feeling blessed. Happy Sunday, my friends.

Sunday Sermon and Some Other Stuff

17 May


“Sunday is the golden clasp that binds together the volume of the week.”
― Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

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An early morning, and up before the 7am alarm. Enough time to walk and feed the dog, and get ready for Mass. I usually scramble, but I was put the door by 8:15, arrived by 8:30, lit a candle and had time to say a few prayers before 9. (I always used to call Mom on my way to church and say, “On my way to church to pray for us sinners.”) We would giggle.

Today’s Gospel on this Ascension Sunday, Jesus was telling the disciples how to carry on His word and works after He ascended into heaven.

Gospel

MARK 16:15-20

15And he said to them, “Go into all the world and preach the gospel to the whole creation. 16He who believes and is baptized will be saved; but he who does not believe will be condemned. 17And these signs will accompany those who believe: in my name they will cast out demons; they will speak in new tongues; 18they will pick up serpents, and if they drink any deadly thing, it will not hurt them; they will lay their hands on the sick, and they will recover.” 19So then the Lord Jesus, after he had spoken to them, was taken up into heaven, and sat down at the right hand of God. 20And they went forth and preached everywhere, while the Lord worked with them and confirmed the message by the signs that attended it. Amen.

My take on it… we are all disciples of the Lord and are called to preach the gospel and share our faith. Well, you and I aren’t going to be casting out demons, drinking poison, or speaking in new tongues.(Although I speak a little Spanish. Not much.) But, we can preach through our example. Just a kind word, helping a stranger, giving to the poor, and just being kind and loving one another, these are all ways to preach the gospel.

The rest of my day was “amazing” as usual. Even though it was gloomy and rainy most of the day, starting off the day with a walk, church, the “good book”, good friends, and a warm heart, what more could you ask for?

Then, always a nice FaceTime with the cutest little girls on the planet.

Happy Sunday, my friends. Hope you had an awesome day too.

Sunday Sermon and a Very Special Mother’s Day Visit

10 May

“When you are looking at your mother, you are looking at the purest love you will ever know.” —Charley Benetto

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A beautiful Mother’s Day and awesome Sunday. I didn’t get over to church for Mass, but I watched it on my iPad. I was toooo tired to get up and moving at 7:30 am. I stayed up late to clean, wash linens and get ready for my youngest son’s visit. He was flying in from LA to visit me for Mother’s Day. Now, is that an awesome gift or what! I’m one lucky mommy. Then, the grandchildren called to FaceTime not once, but twice. The girls got to say hi to Uncle Matt, too.

Today’s Gospel is one of my favorites. My take on it… just love one another and keep the commandments. That’s it! God loves us, Jesus laid down His life for us, and chose us, and all we have to do is be good and love one another. Then, if we do that, He will answer our requests. (Within reason, of course.)


JOHN 15:9-17

9As the Father has loved me, so have I loved you; abide in my love.10If you keep my commandments, you will abide in my love, just as I have kept my Father’s commandments and abide in his love. 11These things I have spoken to you, that my joy may be in you, and that your joy may be full.12″This is my commandment, that you love one another as I have loved you. 13Greater love has no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends. 14You are my friends if you do what I command you. 15No longer do I call you servants, for the servant does not know what his master is doing; but I have called you friends, for all that I have heard from my Father I have made known to you. 16You did not choose me, but I chose you and appointed you that you should go and bear fruit and that your fruit should abide; so that whatever you ask the Father in my name, he may give it to you. 17This I command you, to love one another.

Now, for the most awesome part of my special Mother’s Day celebration. I drove to DFW airport to pick up my youngest son, Matt. And… I didn’t even get lost. Me and airports… not my best sport. His flight was on time, I waited at the curb a few minutes, and there he was. My baby! We stopped at Sprouts to get some special groceries for my vegan boy, then had an early dinner at Palio’s Italian Restaurant. I like that place because it’s usually empty. There was only one family of four on the other side in the atrium, and us. Cool!

We just walked in the door when my Chicago clan called for the second time. Belle wanted to show me the picture she was coloring for me. It was finished and ready to go in the mail.

Belle talking to Uncle Matt.
Sophie laughing at Grandma making silly faces.

Here’s the best present for Mother’s Day. My baby boy.

Happy Mother’s Day to me.

Happy Mother’s Day to you.❤️