“Let Everything that Breathes Praise the Lord!”

(Psalm 150) I watered the plants this morning before the sun was up. Because of the ninety degree days, half of my plants were not only wilted, but scorched. I sort of hate the foreboding of deep summer humidity in the morning because the mosquitoes are agitated, and you know the humidity will only increase when the sun comes up.Sometimes I do yard work in my nightgown if I can get away with it. At this hour only an occasional school bus passes the house, which from the kids' … [Read more...]

Singing From the Grave

It was the seven-year-old's birthday. At religious ed the night before, I willed myself to look forward to the prayer time, since it would be in the Sanctuary where Jesus is, and sometimes we say the Rosary or have Benediction. But unfortunately the prayer turned out to be "Praise singing."I'd been hankering for something solemn and silent, but our music minister usually does praise singing at a tempo too fast and a key too high for my voice, and sometimes she steps away from the piano in an … [Read more...]

Change and Surrender

The Feast of the Queenship of the Blessed Virgin Mary: "In her it is always Jesus we meet..." (Father Maurice Zundel)  I'm sad. Our Religious Education program on Wednesday nights no longer serves dinner. "It was always the same people every week… a big waste of money…" someone explained about the reasons why the dinner was ditched.I hadn't realized dinner was canceled. Our DRE offered it as a courtesy to families trying to get to class on time, because she knew it was c … [Read more...]

Quick Takes: Fights, Flies, and the Sleep of all Sleeps

1.My daughter is sitting on the couch eating a popsicle. She has bed head and her glasses on the end of her nose while she reads a book. She looks just a tiny bit like an old woman in her loud floral printed culottes (where did those come from?) and a shadow of dirt on the soles of her feet.She has cultivated a severely eclectic summer style of dressing, like the royal blue Justice shirt with an attached sequined vest that she bought with her own money at Goodwill. Her brothers have been … [Read more...]

Making Friends, Loving Enemies

*It was thirty degrees at the soccer fields on Saturday morning, and after a couple of hours in the wind, I retreated to the car to wait out the end of the games. I was parked next to an extended passenger van, with three or four kids in it, who had removed their shoes and were doing flips over the seats. They were presided over by a short, freckled fifth grader, whom I've seen around town, occasionally with his mother or father and several siblings. I've often thought I should make friends … [Read more...]

Strength for loving

Beside me this morning is a child at the breakfast table vigorously chewing a Fuji apple and explaining to me the mutative abilities of a small vehicle based on the particular placement of a certain lego brick. Sometimes the vehicle is a plow, sometimes a combine, depending on whether that brick is before it, behind it, or occasionally, totally removed. He is absolutely enthralled by the powers of his own creation, as he sends the vehicle making tracks through a mungy brown field of mixed up … [Read more...]

I don’t trust the weather.

It's April, and in Indiana there is not a spot of green on any tree in sight. I'm guessing that any minute now, Spring is going to come on hard and fast, and then it will be over in the blink of an eye like a virgin's wedding night. Of course last year, Spring was precocious and that worried me too.Here's a post I wrote at about this time last year, just for kicks: * Nine a.m., and I was walking around the dew-shot yard in my pajamas, with bed-head, a cup of coffee in one hand and an … [Read more...]