Jen at the Conversion Diary hosts these 7 Quick Takes and has continued during Lent despite her blogging fast. Here are mine--
Spring came last weekend. The weather turned from winter to spring. Just like that. It will take a while for the flowers and trees to catch up. This has been one very hard winter. But we survived. I can't imagine that it will snow again, but anything is possible. On Tuesday evening when we got home I smelled the odor I describe as drowned earth worm. You know the smell? Acrid, earthy and sweet as springtime.
I love to go to Stations of the Cross at my church on Friday evenings in Lent. There is something familiar and deeply meaningful to me in saying stations. It seems that the younger set is never part of these sorts of things. I find that rather sad because perhaps these practices will eventually die off.
Today is the end of the book fair at my school and the beginning of my spring break. My mom is having gall bladder surgery next week so I will spend part of the week with her. I hope I survive and that she does. I am not a very good nursey type of person. I won't even have the blog to keep me company when I am up in Q. But, never fear, I have done scheduled posts.
One aspect of my life that I have been probing with my prayers has been why I am still sometimes brought to my knees in pain over losing a baby 21 years ago. It has come to me that I got upset this winter when someone promoting a Right to Life program where they had been went on and on about how the speaker had told them that babies who die before they are born can never fully know God. That took me to a place that hurt very deeply because I had so longed for annointing of the sick before I lost my baby. Even though I was in the hospital several days, no priest, even my own, visited and I was not able to receive that sacrament or even Eucharist. And even though I know that that speaker had no telescope to Heaven or sure knowledge that what he was saying was correct and although I know that the person who reported this may not have gotten the message correctly, it brought me to a place where I was unsure and where I hurt. It has been hard to shake this. I look forward to discussing this in spiritual direction this month. (Probably all this is Too Much Information)
I am not a big fish fry fan, at the church school cafeteria fish fry. I don't do fried for one thing. I do love fish, but I like it baked. But the thing is on Friday, after a long week at work, the very last thing I want to do is cook or clean up a fish fry. And it seems that the church is beating the bushes for fish fry volunteers because the regulars are getting older. I really don't want to do fish fry. I vote, no fish fry if I have to work at it. Cap'n Dees and Long J's works for me.
If you have a boring post join me tomorrow for Boring Posts for Saturday. (And if you have any post at all, you are invited tojoin in the fun.)
Carrying Christ out into the world, to every corner and backwoods, that is the challenge. Not to remain on top of the mountain with the glory, but holding onto the glory while facing the world and all of it's attacks and all of it's charms and all of it's temptations. Carrying Christ where Christ is needed by so many.