“Please pray for me to Our Lord that, instead of merely writing something, I may be something, and indeed that I may so fully be what I ought to be that there may be no further necessity for me to write, since the mere fact of being what I ought to be would be more eloquent than many books.”
-Thomas Merton, Dialogues with Silence
I feel this way fairly often. Do you?
Courtesy of Taylor Newton, here are pics of her, the card Lucy made for her, and her lively Sugar Gliders.
So Lucy likes to take down the spices (and extracts, and colored sugar) from the spice rack and smell them. This is usually a harmless passtime, which possibly develops her sensory awareness, so usually I let her be. There have been a couple of spills (sesame seeds come to mind), but, as I say, it’s all usually harmless.
So yesterday, I noticed Lucy pouring the orange sugar from the bottle into the bottle cap and eating it. I questioned her, and she denied eating it. I warned her that the things on the spice rack go in foods, but aren’t very tasty by themselves. (Not true of colored sugar, but it was a general statement.) I walked away.
In my (Craig) first guest post ever…
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[The background of the computer comes up with one of those pre-loaded picturesque scenes of mountains]
Lucy: We have to get me one of those mountains!
I really liked this prayer which Chris and Kelly shared with us from Compline in the Book of Common Prayer (Anglican).
“Keep watch, dear Lord, with those who work, or watch, or weep this night, and give your angels charge over those who sleep. Tend the sick, Lord Christ; give rest to the weary, bless the dying, soothe the suffering, pity the afflicted, shield the joyous; and all for your love’s sake. Amen.”
Dad had some good news and some bad news. He came home from the hospital Friday, and the chemo seems to be working well. Mom says he looks good and he sounds good, and actually seems stronger than before he started the treatment. But they also found that the cancer is in his bone marrow, which is not good, and they have planned two more treatments in his series, so that there will be eight instead of six. I think that means he’ll be finished somewhere around Christmas. The worst part of the chemo is supposed to be 7-10 days after the treatment, which is around July 23, so he’ll need extra prayers then. Plus that is the day my brother is having his back surgery, so please keep him in your prayers, too.
My dad got his diagnosis yesterday. The background – he had been having pain starting back in the end of May, and the doctor thought he had an infection, so he did two rounds of antibiotics. When that didn’t work, they started doing scans looking for kidney stones, and instead found a large lump in his lower abdomen. After the biopsy and more CAT scans and such, they have decided it is stage 4 lymphoma.
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Loyola Kids Book of Heroes: Stories of Catholic Heroes and Saints Throughout History by Amy Welborn
The Adventures of Tom Sawyer by Mark Twain
Being Consumed: Economics and Christian Desire by William T. Cavanaugh
Mary for Today by Hans Urs von Balthasar
