Long live Christ the King!
Thursday, October 29, 2009
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
Last night, I heard Finnian crying and went to see what was wrong. I found him tied to a parking meter piggy bank in his room. His brothers were trying to untie him. He turned to me and cried, "Patrick tied me up." All I could think was, "He didn't do it without compliance from you."
His sister got some scissors and cut the yarn that had been used. I don't think that my little one will let his brother tie him up again. Just in case, the piggy bank has been removed from the bedroom.
Saturday, October 24, 2009
Two games that I have not seen mentioned elsewhere are Practice the Virtues like the Saints Race and Find the Keys for St. Peter. Both games are not my original ideas.
Practice the Works of Mercy like the Saints Race requires cards for various saints placed around a table. Each card has instructions, manipulatives, and sometimes pictures to complete an activity. Each child is timed as they go around the table completing the activities on the cards. The child who completes the race in the fastest amount of time receives a prize at the end of the evening. Each child's name needs to be written down, along with the time that it takes for them to complete the race. They can stand in line again and try to beat their previous time.
The works of mercy that are listed on individual cards are as follows:
- Feed the hungry like St. Elizabeth of Hungary. There is a basket with rolls. Each child needs to place the rolls in the basket.
- Help build the Church like St. Francis. There are blocks and a diagram in the shape of a church. Each child uses the blocks to build a church.
- Pray for the living and the dead like St. Cyprian. A picture of hands folded in prayer is on this card. Each child has to say a prayer.
Friday, October 23, 2009
Recently, a friend asked me how I got my oldest son to progress past short books. The key to my son reading chapter books was involving Dad in read alouds and finding books that grabbed my son's interest. Some of the books that Brendan really liked listening to his father read are:
Thursday, October 22, 2009
Our little princess is already one. I still remember how she surprised me with her slightly early entrance into this world and how thankful I was to be holding another baby in my arms. Her early days, weeks, and months seemed like such a dream. She was so quiet and peaceful, falling asleep every night around 8. She has continued to be an easy little girl, bringing us so much joy, love, and laughter.
Finnian used to laugh when he looked at her. Now, they both laugh when they look at each other. Love really does keep growing.
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
Friday, October 09, 2009
It's been a hard week. By the time yesterday rolled around, I was ready to hold up a white flag. As I worked on lesson plans, Finnian scattered flour all over the kitchen, the dining room, the hallway, and some of his siblings. No one said a thing. I knew something was wrong, when I said, "What is going on?" The only response I received was the sound of a certain two-year-old's feet scampering away. I spent a couple of hours vacuuming and cleaning the floors.
My husband knew that it had been a difficult week and joked with me, "Your walls are broken down. You have no defenses left and they know it... I can bring in the big guns if you want." I let him know the walls were not completely gone. I went to bed feeling optimistic, knowing that things could only get better. Then, today dawned.
This morning left me reeling and feeling completely sick to my stomach. Someone sent an email, letting me know that they were planning on jumping off a moral cliff. I responded out of love and let the person know that I could not support them in their decision. I received an eloquent email from someone else basically saying that I had no right to judge, only God can do so. I wanted to ask, "If someone were about to jump off of a cliff, would you let him do so or would you advise him against it?" My husband encouraged me to simply remain quiet. I am doing so and I am reminding myself of my mom's words, "God knows the truth and that is all that matters." The walls are broken down and I am on my knees, but I know that tomorrow is another day and I will take up my cross.
...After Cain had killed his brother Abel, our Lord came to him and inquired concerning the whereabouts of Abel. Cain replied: “I do not know; am I my brother’s keeper?” (Genesis 4:9).
6. Christ has supplied the definitive answer to Cain’s question in the Parable of the Good Samaritan (Luke 10:25-37) and ultimately, on Calvary, by giving Himself up to death for the salvation of the world (John 3:14-15; and 12:31-33). Yes, we are our “brother’s keeper.” We are responsible for the good of all our brothers and sisters in our nation and in the world, without boundaries. The Good Samaritan gave every possible care to the foreigner, a citizen of an enemy people, whom robbers had left along the roadside to die. His fellow countrymen, indeed religious leaders, saw him and “passed by on the other side” of the road, avoiding him and failing to help him. As followers of Christ, who is the Good Samaritan, we can never excuse ourselves from responsibility when there is something to be done to save the life of a brother or sister in great need. We are called to be “Christians Without Borders,” without boundaries to our love of neighbor.
~ Most Reverend Raymond L. Burke, D.D., J.C.D., Civic Responsibility for the Common Good ~
Monday, October 05, 2009
Finnian: "Mommy, I like going to Mass. I like going to the potluck and I like playing on the playground."
Me: "I am happy that you like going to Mass..."
Finnian (before I could finish): "I get to play with Charlotte."
Hopefully, in a year or two, it will be all about loving God.
Friday, October 02, 2009
The direct link to Gloria TV is http://gloria.tv/?media=34323 The video can also be seen here, http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d6S1GEh_xOwThis Solemn High Mass celebrated North American Martyrs' first patronal feast. Archbishop Brunett assisted with the Mass from the throne, a ceremony not seen in the Archdiocese of Seattle for over 40 years. The celebrant, Fr. Gerard Saguto, FSSP, was assisted by Fraternity of St. Peter priests Fr. Erik Deprey and Fr. Dan Geddes from Vancouver, BC, together with Fr. Matthew McNeely from Sacramento, CA and Fr. Gregory Pendergraft from Scranton, PA. Paul Grady directed the choir. The organist was Dr. Tom Joyce. http://www.northamericanmartyrs.org/