Monthly Archives: August 2012

Exhale

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Laundry list of life things…
My head hurts – I’m pretty sure I need glasses. At first I couldn’t clearly see things far away. Then it was the close up things. Sigh…
Hurricane Isaac may pay a visit. Whatevs.
I just fed the cat, grabbed a Stella, and left the kitchen in a pretty good state of disarray. I have yet, after all these years, to find the proper balance of spreading out my daily energy to last till the end of the day. My workouts have changed, understandably. It’s as if at a certain time, my energy just ends, “Done for the day!!! Goodnight!”
Okay – my eyebrows?!? Hideous. Wax. Tomorrow. Hair? Same. How do homeschooling moms do it? I have 1 child in homeschooling and I love it – Absolutely love it. But I am quickly seeing that planning time is for real! For the whole shebang! Groceries, dry cleaners, exercise, doctors, hygiene, etc. wow! I am not beating myself up – I know changes like this need time to settle. My daily goals these days involve clean, well-prepared children, prepared meals, fed cat, clean clothes, prayer, and lots of it, and the major subjects. A little exercise is sought after. I am not adhering to proper paragraphs as I type on my iPhone this late, but I must say, I am signed up for the Cajun man tri on a couple of weeks. Truly, at this point, I am viewing it as a 2-hour workout. I just have different priorities now since I signed up for it. It’s just enough of a workout to coax me out of my comfort zone. And really, the older I get, the bigger kick I get out of a big, hairy workout! I really need new goggles. Sigh.
Anywho…I thank God each and every day for allowing me the breath and ability to be the person He created. Left to my own devices, I shudder to think what I would be, but in His hands?! Well, there is no place else I would rather be. On the very few occasions that I can’t sleep, I imagine myself curled up in God’s amazing, all-good hands…does the trick every time. I wasn’t raised with protective hands around me, but I know they are there now. His hands give me the example of the protective shield I must be for my children. And, like all relationships, the more I nurture what I have with our Holy Family, the more I am guided in the way I should go…which is also the way I should lead my children.

Okay, it’s getting late & Jim cantore is building this storm up more than I can stand.

Lemme just say this – parents, pray for your children. Pray with your children. Place your hands on your children and pray for them. Hubs & I were at Mass this morning with 4 of our children…we were all pretty much crammed into one pew. It was great! I prayed for each of them and put my hand on each of them. I think a parent’s hands-on, pure prayer, is quite powerful…pray for God’s blessing to pour over your child in all that they do. Pray for your child to do God’s will no matter what.

Okay. That’s it for now. I didn’t even get to tell you about the race Friday evening! 🙂

May the peace of Our Lord, Jesus, be with each of you!!!

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Really?

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Homeschool. I love it. She is smart. Glad tomorrow is Friday.

Had to squeeze in a doctors appt this am – running + abundant Louisiana sunshine – adequate sunscreen = a coupla weird spot thingies – she “shaved” them. I saw getting pricked & poked mid-morning as a chance to recline. Aaaaahhhh…:-/

No swimming today! See above. Truly doctor’s orders…And no running – I’m doing the run thru the jungle 5k tomorrow evening. So I guess I’m feeling just yuck. And I haven’t raced in awhile. Like since may. With my son. Festival international – I’m tired. I just want to be outside for a long time. Maybe Saturday….

Oh, Lord, help me. I can’t. You must.

Peace.

Your Son, Jesus…

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Okay, so i checked it out and, alas, it did not work.  Just find 3 minute retreat on sadlier.com…. ;-\

WOW.  dude.  seriously, WOW.  on so many fronts.  i just don’t know where to begin.  let’s start with the now, shall we?  well, i love Sadlier – i use it for Religion & Vocabulary Workshop.  LOVE it.  there are all these little extras you can sign up for and i signed up for the 3-minute retreat, which, God willing, i was able to ’embed’ and share.  i think that’s the first time i ever used that word.  anywho.  i did the 3 minute retreat and sometimes words can just hit right.  you know?  those words did.  when i read the part that was actually a prayer/convo with God, part of it said, ‘thank You for sharing Your Son, Jesus with me,’ it was very strong and moving.  i know.  it’s a link from a website, but either way, it still got me. to consider the enormity of what God did for each of us, whether we know it, not know it, accept it, or not accept it, He STILL did it.  i thought immediately about my own son, and how deeply i love him.  i can’t even wrap my mind around the bigness of God’s love.  i feel all-loved by Him, but to consider how much He loves Jesus, well…sigh…it’s a retreat just thinkin’ about  THAT.

it was great.

first day of home school.  we loved it.  we had half a day, just like 7th grade sister.  she read a chapter of her novel, we did math, english, and geography.  even had lunch in the park.  it has been a great day.

i am grateful.

You CAN get there from here.

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Where?  Why, Heaven, of course!  Bear with me, all sinners.  That includes me, you, and everyone alive & breathing on God’s green Earth.  For reals, yo.  The coconut is full today.  First of all, God will take you JUST LIKE YOU ARE.  Just invite Him into your life.  You don’t even have to make a change…just tell Him you are ready to accept Him through His beautiful Son, Our Lord Jesus Christ.  You don’t have to make a change, but things…well, they’ll be a-changin’, so get ready y’all who take the plunge.  And it’s goooooood stuff, too.  So, yes, you CAN get to Heaven from here.  But you have to do the work.  It’s easy bein’ a sinner, ain’t it?  Just stop caring.  Do what feeeeeeeels good, dude.  teehee.

Here’s what I was thinking about this morning, in a quiet house being beautifully drenched in rain…I was a huge sinner.  Abysmally bad.  Without airing my dirty duds, let’s just say, I was a teenager without guidance.  My big sister said to me, point-blank, “You need Jesus in your life, girl.”  I can still remember the horrible queasy feeling inside, almost 30 years ago – it was as if a snake recoiled inside me.  I was horrified that she would suggest that.  You see, I was already in the grips of someone.  But it wasn’t Jesus.  I was being fooled by the devil and the mere mention of Jesus’ name caused nausea.  I remember wanting to run out of the room.  I was just disgusted.  No happy ending yet.  Oh, no.  I didn’t need JESUS!!!!  Like, realllly?  psssh.

YEARS went by.  BAD choices went by.  HATE went by.  INDIFFERENCE went by.  SELF-LOATHING went by.  my LIFE went by.  i was swayed by everything that seemed bad.  i simply didn’t care about myself.  my mom had turned into an alcoholic between 5 & 9, and then she turned into a zombie for the rest of the night thanks to valium swallowed in a mouthful of ten high.  no one was minding the store, y’all.  it was bad.

God can use bad situations and wring them out & when He shakes them out, there is something beautiful and different.  That was MY life.  Little by little, even through the right-side-of-the-curve-of-bad-choices, He was leading me out of the mine field of a life i had created for myself.  with the help of the devil himself.

NOW.  my life is GOOD.  MY LIFE HAS MEANING.  I LOVE MYSELF.  I LOVE THE PEOPLE CLOSE TO ME.  I LOVE GOD MOST OF ALL AND DESIRE TO PLEASE HIM IN ALL THAT I DO.  I turn to my family in Heaven, who is ALWAYS ready to help.

It pains me to see people surrounded by the self-created hell.  I know I will never live there again.  I know I have a place in Heaven.  Once you get a taste of something THIS GOOD, you won’t let it go.  GOD is minding MY STORE NOW.  i am just the apprentice.  i just want to make Him happy….

I am so glad I found THE WAY.

Peace.

Holy Family of Nazareth

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killer workout in pool this morning…LOVED. NEEDED. alternated weights & cardio. i can do things in a pool to workout that people might find unorthodox, but i assure you: you will know you have had a workout! my daughters joined me intermittently. it was a 2 hour plus workout. i never thought i could get all my weights done over the weekend & that would carry me through the week, but i’m quietly thinkng this may be the case.

Mass this afternoon! we have yet another bird leaving the nest tomorrow…he is checking into his dorm at college at noon. hence, Mass today…i’m happy for him. he’s innately a good person. i know he will do great.

Father Mouton talked about how Holy Communion sustains us – through everything – sin, good, bad, indifference. I loved his reference to the Holy Family of Nazareth…the Nazareth reference brings home the fact that they were – in amazing circumstances – a family – I would love to know what a day was like for them!!!

Sunday-Chapter 1 religion started with my sweet girl. Cleaning house, swimming (aka weights;) and finally a hot 2.8 mile run. Feels like temp was 99. Sticky, painful almost…then I thought of the double amputee flying around the track to secure a spot in the men’s 400 & I was humbled. And thankful to be out there in that blistering, burning, sticky air…

Kids are playing Kinnect & I am observing…and enjoying the fatigued quads…I always view workout fatigue as a positive sign that I exerted myself past my comfort zone…I’m 44 & I’ve been running for a long time – I relish in it.

Beer is still off limits – still in my 30 day beer & nacho fast…it isn’t so bad.

Sweet son is in L.A. with his dad…he set me a great picture of Steve Prefontaine’s 1969 track shoe!!! Sweet!!!

Peace…