A couple of things…

I have a few confessions I need to get off of my chest, so here I go.

1. I love Egg McMuffins. I have since I was a kid. I order them minus butter so I can ensure they are prepared fresh every time I order one.
2. This year I am finally the teacher I have always wanted to be. It has only taken 10 years to perfect my approach.
3. My kids are hilarious. Everything they do (well, mostly everything) make me laugh out loud.
4. I have baby fever…not for myself, but when I find out someone is pregnant I am over the moon.
5. This weekend I get to have dinner with some of my favorite people in the whole world (minus one) and I have been smiling from ear to ear since the plans have been set.
6. I have a new found love for the gym. I love the people there and I feel like I belong there.
7. I feel like I am a crossroads in my life. I am on the cusp of something big but I just don’t know what it is yet.
8. My husband and I are in a really great season in our marriage. I feel like I love him more today then I did when we said “I do.”
9. I love reading blogs and I spend a bit of time a lot of time on the Interwebs and the more time I spend the more skeptical I am of bloggers who claim that everything in their life is perfect…marriage, job, sex life, everything…come on people, no one has that great of a life.
10. Making lists is one of my favorite past times.

What confessions do you have ? Please write them in list form!

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love them!

Loving Church

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Tyler joined the fun at Megan’s check-up this week.

As a friend, sometimes we have to go through things to support our friends in good times and in bad. I have known all of my best girlfriends for over twenty years. In a way, I feel like they are my soul-mates. They have been my rock so many times and I have been though so much with them. My favorite memories a the good ones, of course. We have been on awesome trips and to concerts and to the corner bar on too many Saturday nights to count. We have also been to hell and back through loss of parents, loss of significant others, and generally just crappy times. I would never be where I am today without these awesome girls.

Sometimes, I have to be the face and voice of stability in an unstable time for my girls. I have to find hope when my friend doesn’t have any. I have to emotionally carry my friends when they need me. And, they do the same for me. Someday I will be able to put into words what my girls did for me during the most horrible time in my life. I will be able to perfectly express the true meaning of friendship and how my friends actually made me laugh on the worst day of my life…but that is for another time.

This week, I spent more time in prayer than I have in a long time. Each day my prayer was the same, “God, be with them in their hour of need.” I believe God was with them, and I believe there is still hope in the trenches…that during what is the worst time of your life somehow there is a glimmer of something…A speck of shine in a dismal world…A light at the end of the darkest tunnel that you think you will never get out of.

It was interesting to me that this week the reading for mass came from the Gospel of Mark again. Our suffering Messiah was talking to his friends about the selfless love that one needs to spread God’s message of love. The Apostles, just like us, had to learn to give up self-centeredness in order to be entrusted with God’s work. Isn’t that really what friendship is all about? Don’t we have to give up part of ourselves in order to give everything during the best of times and the worst of times?

I believe that there is hope in this time of heart-ache. I will carry my friend as long as she needs me to; not because I expect anything in return, but because I see the glimmer, the speck, and I know it is so much more beautiful then she can ever imagine.

Aside

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Another post lost by WordPress. I am not sure what I am doing wrong, but someday I will figure it out.

Lately! My little family is pretty darn perfect. I finally feel like I have gotten into somewhat of a rhythm and it feels darn good. It is amazing what both children sleeping through the night does to one’s psyche. I feel well rested in the morning (most days) which makes me want to live life to the fullest each day.

I know it is early in the school year, but this might be my best yet. I love all of my students so much. I think I am in a much better place than I have been for quite a while and it feels great. Everyday I feel a sense of accomplishment in my teaching and my student’s learning. It is almost like a dream. Now, I know the bottom couold fall out of my school year at any moment on any day, but for now, I am content and happy.

Oh, and I love fall!!!! I am a pool-summer girl at heart, but there is something awesome about starting a new season. Pumpkin picking might be one of my all time favorite activities and now that I have kids I love it even more. Megan went for the first time when she was a month old and I plan on continuing this tradition until they go to college and after!

One more random thought…I admire so many women who have joined the BlogHer publishing network. I am all for woman having a voice and a place to share it. However, the ads are starting to get so ANNOYING. I mean, all the pop-ups are super obnoxious, in my opinion. It is making it difficult for me to stalk read about all of my favorite people on the Internet.

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three going on thirteen..I mean, really?

Loving Church

Yesterday I had a wonderful morning going to my mom’s church. It was a great way to start the day, a gorgeous day I might add. We have hard a miserable summer (so hot!) which has brought us the most perfect fall. I spent more time ooutside this weekend than inside, and for that I am extremely thankful.

I have been going through a hard time. Nothing that I want to share on here just yet, but if you happen to come accross this blog and you are the praying type, I would like some prayers. Well, I do not necessarily need the prayers, but someone in my life does. So, pray for me and I will pray for this person and then a month from now I will tell you how awesome our God really is!

Anyway, that was a long entrance to what I want to talk about. I am going to focus on the Gospel of Mark today (Mark 8:27-38). If you study scripture at all, you already know that the Gospel of Mark focuses on the image of Jesus being a suffering servant. The priest today was a guest from Africa. His message was great and his mission was so interesting. I am always humbled by people who give up everything to follow the mission of Christ. I have done mission work in the past, but I gave up a day, a week or a summer, not my entire life.

Father John spoke about Jesus being our suffering Messiah. What a concept ~ our God is a suffering God. He felt pain, just a we do. He had friends betray him, just as we do. He suffered the ultimate, horrible, painful death in order to heal our transgressions and save us from our sins. God chose to come to our earth and spread His message in the most grity way possible. Although he was not flawed, he welcomed the sinners and the prisioners, and the marginalized in our society.

I guess the phrase “misery loves company” can be applied to our God as well. In verse 34 Jesus said, “If any want to become my followers, let them deny themselves and take up their cross and follow me.” Life is hard. Not everything is going to easy or comfortable. We will have to go through pain in life.

This message could not have come at a better time. I have pain and I have suffered, my suffering is real and my heartache, while managable, has been a tough pill to swallow. Sometimes I am overwhhelmed by the hurt in my life. I take comfort in knowing that my God suffers with me and feels my pain. By His wounds we are healed.

This week I am going to count my blessings. First and foremost I am thankful for a loving God that I can turn to in times of suffering.

 

Have a great week!

She’s Three

At 5:01 this morning I walked into her room and laid on her bed to watch her breathe. Her little face has changed so much yet so little in the last three years. I cradled her close to me just as I did that morning in 2009 when I held her so close, nestling her into my chest for the first time. It was the best best day of my life.

In three years Megan Elizabeth has exceeded every expectation I have had of motherhood. It has been the best roller coaster ride I have ever been on. She has helped my survive the most horrific two years of my life just by her presence. Everyday she brings a light to our family that is so bright you just want to soak it up. She is a lover and a fighter, the happiest kids on the block and the biggest drama queen I have even met. She plays hard and sleeps hard. She knows what she wants and will not stop until she gets it. Megan is a study in contradictions and I love it.

I love this little girl so much. I hope she is always as free spirited as she is right now. I hope her life is blessed just as she blesses us all by her simple presence. I hope she always says her mommy and daddy are her best friends. I hope that everyday she is aware of how much she is loved. I hope that she develops friendships that will last a lifetime. But, most of all, I hope she is happy even during hard times.

Here are 10 things about Megan right now:

1. She is obsessed with Toy Story and Toy Story 2.
2. She loves her pink blankie and has named it “Eat” (why? we do not know).
3. She would rather be playing outside than inside.
4. Her best friend is CeCe and she talks about her constantly.
5. She loves peanut butter and jelly, hot dogs, Mac and cheese, chicken nuggets and fries, fruit snacks, green beans, and mandarine oranges, and strawberries. But, she will eat almost anything.
6. She is an awesome swimmer and has not fear of the water or diving boards.
7. She started soccer this fall and loves it.
8. Megan will talk your ear off and then some…she cannot.be.quiet.
9. She loves to solve “mysteries.”
10. She wants to be everybody’s friend.

My little baby girl is not so little anymore.

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Where were you?

September 11, 2001 was not unlike any other weekday. I had just started my first “real job” after trying teaching for a couple of years after college. I loved my job. My workplace was filled with tons of young people who cared much more about happy hour than business hours. Hooking up after work was much more important than selling equipment during the day.

But on that day our lives were forever changed and everyone grew up a bit. I worked in inside sales with a very large customer in the heart of Manhattan. I remember thinking what if I never heard from all of those “friends” again. I sat in my cubicle and cried for all of the people who survived that day but had a loved one who did not. My hands were trembling when I thought of all the motherless and fatherless children who were left to pick up the pieces of such an unthinkable act. Not a year will go by when I will not stop and bow my head in prayer for all of the survivors of that day.

So, yes, Mr. Keith, I do remember where I was, and I will never forget.

Loving Church

I just wrote a really nice post (and long!) and it seems to be lost.  I hate when that happens.

My focus this week is going to be on the second reading from the book of James (2:1-5).  I love the New Testament, especially the Letters.  Talk about inspired wrting!  I wonder if these men had any idea of what impact that would make 2000 years after writing these letters?  Today’s reading especially hit home for me.

James was speaking to people about how God loves all people, whether rich or poor, and shows no partility between the two groups.   Our pastor spoke about this fact being especially important to Christians.  This is where the waters get a little muddy for me.  I do not think loving all people is particularly a Christian concept.  Yes, I am Catholic, and I try each day to love my neighbor. But isn’t love a concept for all people, not just Christians, but everyone?  Being loving towards one another is about being a good person no matter what faith you are or if you don’t have a faith at all.  Treating people with equality, whether man or woman, white or black, gay or straight, poor or rich, is what we all should be striving for everyday.

I can’t stand hypocrites.  I especially dislike when people do things in the name of “god” that are mean-spirited or nasty.  Like, when people bomb an abortion clinic in the name of pro-life.  Hello, you just tried to kill people!!!!!  Or when people spit on or are cruel to a person because of his/her sexual orientation.  When people judge others because they have tatoos or peircings or dress against the norm.   I personally love to see people how “march to the beat of a different drummer.”  I think it makes life so interesting when everyone is not the status quo.  This is what makes our world a wonderful place to be.

My God is a loving God, a welcoming God, a God who forgives.  We are all made in the image and likeness of God.  Each one of us has been called my name.  I have sort of went off on a tangent today, but it feels good to be honest about my beliefs.

Have a great week!