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Sunday Sermon and Some Spectacular Sunsets

14 Aug

Without faith, nothing is possible. With it, nothing is impossible. 

~Mary McLeod Bethune


This morning, I had the pleasure of attending Mass at at St. Francis Xavier Church in Stillwater, OK. It’s a beautiful old church, and I hear they are nearly finished with construction of an even bigger and more charming church a few miles away.

I love the beautiful stained glass windows, and the alcoves where the candles are.

Today’s Gospel was the story of Jesus walking on the sea and calling Peter to walk out towards him.

“Jesus said, ‘Come.’ Then Peter got out of the boat and started walking towards Jesus across the water, but then noticing the wind, he took fright and began to sink. ‘Lord,’ he cried, ‘save me!’Jesus put out his hand at once and held him. ‘You have so little faith,’ he said, ‘why did you doubt?’ ”
My take on it…sometimes we get distracted or scared and lose faith that God will take care of us. But, when we call out and ask for help, He will “put out His hand at once” and save us. 

I guess we’re all guilty of losing faith once in a while. Fortunately, I have been blessed with a wonderful family and fine friends, and when I get scared or hurt or discouraged, there is always someone there to reach out with a hand to help me back up. I have helping hands here on earth and “upstairs”, whenever I call out. Lucky me!

Now, my spectacular sunset…

Boomer Lake at sunset. These three shots were taken just minutes apart.

Sunday Sermon and Other Stuff

7 Aug

“The transfiguration of matter occurs through wonder.”~James Hillman

It was another very warm Sunday. After missing last week’s  greeting at the door because I was at the CRHP retreat, it was wonderful to see a lot of my new CRHP sisters and friends. It was neat to see their families, too. Lots of hugs. 

Today is the Feast of  the Transfiguration Sunday. Today’s Gospel is story of when Jesus appeared to the three disciple and was transfigured. 


Jesus took Peter, James, and his brother, John, and led them up a high mountain by themselves. And he was transfigured before them; his face shone like the sun and his clothes became white as light……..

While he was still speaking, suddenly a bright cloud overshadowed them, and from the cloud a voice said, “This is my Son, the Beloved; with him I am well pleased; listen to him!” 


My take on it, Jesus wanted to show his disciples something miraculous so they might believe and keep their faith and share His word. We are asked to keep our faith and believe through the teachings of the disciples. Sometimes we can be transfigured and changed through faith alone.

In a way, our retreat last weekend, was kind of a transformation. Very appropriate for today’s Gospel. A nice Sunday.

After Mass, I stopped at Sprouts and bought a whole bunch of vegetables so I could roast them for dinner. I am trying to eat healthier, BUT, I also bought a couple of pounds of chocolate covered peanuts. So much for healthy. I came home, popped in the veggies, and went for a long walk. 

Oh yum! As soon as I post this, I’m eating. 

Have a great Sunday!

Sunday Sermon and Other Stuff

24 Jul

“The heartiest flowers thrive best amongst the weeds.”

~Toni Armenta Andrukaitis

“This garden is your life. Of course, there are the occasional weeds—but more than anything, this garden is filled with so much life!” 

― Seth Adam Smith


Sunday again, another hot steamy Sunday, but it’s always cool inside St. Gabriel’s, and a lot of cool people, too.

Today’s Gospel was the story of Jesus telling the parable of the the kingdom of heaven being like the man who sowed seeds in his wheat field, and his enemy sowed weeds. His servants asked if they should pull the weeds as they grew. 

“He replied, ‘No, if you pull up the weeds you might uproot the wheat along with them. Let them grow together until harvest; then at harvest time I will say to the harvesters, “First collect the weeds and tie them in bundles for burning; but gather the wheat into my barn.”‘”

My take on it…there are good and bad people in the world. In the end, God will separate the wheat from the weeds, the good from the bad. The weeds will burn, (bad people) the wheat will be safe in the barn.(good people) The heartiest flowers thrive best amongst the weeds.

A spectacular McKinney sunset.

Sunday Sermon and Other Stuff

16 Jul

“Don’t judge each day by the harvest you reap but by the seeds that you plant.”

~ Robert Louis Stevenson


How many beautiful Sunday mornings can there be? Let’s see…52. Another fine Texas day, already a little warm and muggy at 8:30, and the good news, St. GAbriel’s is air conditioned. Mary and I greeted at the door, opening and closing behind groups, trying to keep the cool air in and the hot air out.

I decided to hide one of my painted rocks on the bench outside the door before I went inside. Mass had already started, this way no one would see me. This was a cute one. A heart with Bluebonnets. (It was still there when I left. I’m sure it will find a good home.)

Today’s Gospel was about Jesus talking to the people through parables. He told the story of the sower. When the seed fell on the path, the stones, or among the thorns, nothing would grow. But, when the seeds fell on the rich soil, it produced fruit.

“But the seed sown on rich soil is the one who hears the word and understands it, who indeed bears fruit and yields a hundred or sixty or thirtyfold.”


My take on it… besides the old standard, you reap what you sow, I think it also means watch where you wander. If you walk on a stony path or among the thorns, nothing good comes of it, nothing can possibly grow. Plant your seeds in good rich soil. Choose the right path. That’s how you should lead your life and raise your children. Makes sense. Life is an echo.

Happy Sunday, y’all. (I just get a kick out of sayin’ y’all. It’s SO not me.)

Sunday Sermon and Saturday Night on the Square

10 Jul

“When the burden is too heavy on your heart. Cast the weight upon the Lord, for he cares that, you call out to his holy Name.” ― Lailah Gifty Akita


Sunday morning greeting at St. Gabriel was fun. Mary and I arrived around the same time, hugging at the door. As we said good morning to people, quite a few stopped to give Mary a hug. I said, “That must be the hug line over there on that side.” Hearing my comment, Mary’s friend came over and gave me a hug, too. That started the progression and procession of of shaking hands and hugging parishioners as they entered. Everyone smiled and laughed. It was hreat way to start the day.

Today’s Gospel according to Mathew was Jesus telling us about His Father and how we should relate to Him and how to live. 

My take on it…if you trust in God and lean on him, He will lighten your troubles and give you hope.
“Come to me, all you who labor and are burdened,

and I will give you rest.

Take my yoke upon you and learn from me,

for I am meek and humble of heart;

and you will find rest for yourselves.

For my yoke is easy, and my burden light.”


I wanted to tell you about my fun Saturday night on the Square. My neighbor, Diane, and I stopped at a few art galleries for Seconday Saturday. Renee Wrenwood was featured at the Cove.

Then, we went over to Orison’s Gallery. My friend Kim Guthrie wasn’t there, but I bought one of her prints. I couldn’t pass it up. The two little cowboys reminded me of my two boys.

We strolled over to The Last Gallery, and ran into my friend Karen. Her husband, Brad Donaldson, was one of the featured artists. He is a self taught artist who started experimenting with various resin techniques and now he creates amazing abstract paintings,

Then, off to dinner, drinks and music at the Celt. We walked upstairs where the band, Cleghorn, was starting to set up. It was noisy and packed. There was no where to sit. All the tables were taken. When we scoured the room, a muffled voice said, “Would you like to join us?” Two ladies motioned for us to sit with them, so we did. The noise level was deafening, so I really didn’t hear their names that well, but we spent a few hours together, enjoying the amazing and peppy Irish rock music.

Our neighbor, Kathy, joined us later at the Celt. A very nice Saturday evening on the Square.

GNO Girl’s Night Out…

Sunday Sermon, Smiles, and Some Other Stuff

25 Jun

“More smiling, less worrying. More compassion, less judgment. More blessed, less stressed. More love, less hate.” ― Roy T. Bennett, The Light in the Heart


A gorgeous Texas morning, not too hot, not too cold. It was great to be back at St. Gabriel’s again and greeting at the door with Ms. Mary. We hugged, talked in between our, “Good morning” salutations, and of course, I showed her some new grandbaby pictures. Actually, I showed a bunch of people. Mary has the sweetest smile and the sweetest heart to match. Selfie time.

Today’s sermon was about Jesus telling the apostles that God sees everything, knows everything, and watches over us all…

Jesus said to the Twelve: “Fear no one. Nothing is concealed that will not be revealed, nor secret that will not be known.

My take on it, it’s kinda like Santa Clause, “He knows when you are sleeping. He knows when you’re awake. He knows if you been bad or good, so be good for goodness sake.” Or something like that.

After Mass, a quick trip to Sprouts. Not again! A great sale on fruit and vegetables and nuts that I couldn’t pass up. I’ll share some with Miss Eleanor at Towne Creek and maybe others. Tomatoes 48 cents a pound! That’s crazy cheap! Can you O.D. On tomatoes? Peaches and nectarines and grapes 88 cents. Crazy!

Then, home to walk my little furry friend, Bella. Getting warmer outside. Well, it is Texas after all. Now, all I have to do on this beautiful Sunday is decide what to have for dinner. Maybe a fruit and tomato salad.

I’d rather have friends than wrinkles!

Sunday Sermon and Some Other Stuff

18 Jun

“There are people in the world so hungry, that God cannot appear to them except in the form of bread.” 

― Mahatma Gandhi


An early morning getting ready for 8 o’clock Mass at St. Mary of the Angels on Hermitage in Chicago. The church is only about a ten or fifteen minute walk from Matt’s apartment. The city streets are quiet early on a Sunday. St. Mary’s is a gorgeous traditional ornate church both inside and out.

The Gospel today was about “the bread of life,” celebrating Corpus Christi. A Communion we are called to share with God and each other, a symbol of nourishment for the body as well as the soul.

Jesus said to the Jewish crowds:”I am the living bread that came down from heaven; whoever eats this bread will live forever; and the bread that I will give is my flesh for the life of the world.”

My take on it… everyone needs nourishment for the body, bread to sustain us, BUT, we also need nourishment and food for the soul, a faith, a bread to feed our inner beings. The bread is a symbol, and Catholics believe that when the  Eucharist is consecrated, it indeed becomes the flesh of Christ. It is food for the soul.

I always light a candle and say a prayer for family and friends when I visit a different church. Today, I lit two different candles. It is such a huge beautiful church, I couldn’t decide.

When I walked outside after Mass, taking pictures, and looking at the vantage points, a couple of little white butterflies, or they could be moths, but I call them butterflies, fluttered around me, almost hidden by the matching white flowers. I have this thing about butterflies being a good sign, lucky symbol.

After Mass, Matt and I walked a few blocks and had breakfast at a nearby deli and sat up on the rooftop to enjoy the morning.

It’s been a great Sunday so far. I hope you are all having a good day AND 

HAPPY FATHER’S DAY to all the fathers out there.