True Hearted Children – True Womanhood

This is a beautiful meditation on the kind of love we should have for our parents…and that our children should have for us.

The author transfers that meditation to the type of devoted love we need to have for God our Father.

It is beautiful….it is comforting.

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St. Clement  praises in the Corinthians a “piety full of sweetness and modesty.”

Piety is a word of Latin origin, and, among the old Romans who first used it, meant that spirit of dutiful and generous love with which children do the will and seek the interests of their parents.

This sense of free, generous, disinterested, and unselfish devotion to the happiness, honor, and interests of one’s parents, is always contrasted with the selfish, mercenary, or compulsory service of a slave or a servant in a family.

True-hearted children make their happiness to consist in seeking how they can best please and honor father and mother: what they do is not dictated by the fear of punishment or the hope of reward or the prospect of gain or self-gratification.

The hope or certainty of delighting or pleasing or helping the dear authors of their being, such is the thought which prompts the labors or obedience of a loving child.

Not so the mercenary: his motive is to gain his wages. He bargains to do so muchin return for such a wage.

The happiness of the family, the interest or honor of his employers, their satisfaction or the praise which they may bestow, do not, most likely, enter into the thoughts or calculations of venal souls.

You have known, perhaps, in many families, daughters so noble-minded, that they were content to labor untiringly for their parents, placing their whole delight in doing all they could to lighten the burden of father and mother, or to make the home bright and pleasant for brothers and sisters, without seeking or expecting one word of praise and acknowledgment.

This is the best description of filial piety.

Only transfer to God’s service that same unselfish and generous disposition, asking yourself only how much you can do to please Him, to glorify Him, to make yourself worthy of Him, to make Him known and have Him loved and served by others, andyou have an idea of what piety toward God is.

Thus faith gives to the soul that “purity of intention,” which not only makes the thought of God habitual, but enables one to lift one’s eye toward the Divine Majesty in every thing that one does, in labor as well as in repose, in suffering as well as in enjoyment, at home and abroad, in company and conversation, as well as in solitude and silence.

It kindles in the heart that flame of love which makes one burn with the absorbing desire of pleasing Him supremely.

It is thus the foundation of piety, the motive power of every good work, just as fire is the generating force of steam, and steam itself is the mighty force which annihilates distance on sea and land and transforms all the industries of the modern world.

The soul accustomed to keep God before her eyes in all her ways, cannot help being pious in the truest sense: nothing can prevent her from seeking in all that she does the Divine pleasure, and of esteeming all that she can do and suffer too little for so great a majesty and such incomparable goodness.

This piety working ever beneath that all-seeing Eye must be both sweet and modest: sweet, in the calmness and gentleness with which every thing is undertaken and accomplished; modest, in that no seeking of self and no consciousness of evil can disturb or overcast the limpid purity of a soul which reflects only the light and serenity of Heaven, and is divinely sheltered from every blast of earthly passion.

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Meadows of Grace Peek!

I thought I would put up a few photos today of the latest additions at Meadows of Grace!

We took part in a wonderful event here in September, the Shakespeare Festival. We had a “Meadows of Grace” booth there and the kids had a great time looking after it, mingling with friends and just taking part in the festivities. So my pictures will include some of those, too.

If you would like to visit my shop, Meadows of Grace, click here.

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Vulnerability

IMG_0312This is such a lovely quote reminding us that though life hands out its hard times, even at the hands of others who are close to us, the solution is not to build formidable walls around our hearts.

No, we must forgive and keep on loving, even with the fear of knowing we may be hurt again. Of course we will. Wasn’t Our Lord? did He stop loving?

Lord, help me to keep on loving.

“Many of us find life hard and full of pain. The world treats us meanly and roughly. We suffer wrongs and injuries. Other people’s clumsy feet tread upon our tender hearts. We must endure misfortunes, trials, and disappointments.

We cannot avoid these things, but we should not allow the harsh experiences to deaden our sensibilities, or make us stoic or sour. The true aim of living, is to keep our hearts sweet and gentle amid the hardest conditions and experiences.

If you remove the snow from the hillside in the late winter, you will find sweet flowers growing there, beneath the cold drifts, unhurt by the storm and by the snowy blankets that have covered them.

Just so, should we keep our hearts tender and sensitive beneath life’s fiercest winter blasts, and through the longest years of suffering, and even of injustice and wrong treatment. That is true, victorious living.” ~ J.R. Miller

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Early Autumn: A Meditation on the Love of God

Mr dear friend, Paula, kindly submitted this lovely article.
Early Autumn: A Meditation on the Love of God
by Mrs. Paula Rutherford

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There is something about the beginning of autumn that brings out the melancholy in me, even though I do like this season for its anticipation of Advent and Christmas. It is a time when nature says “slow down” and we tend to become more introspective, all the while the world says, “Hurry up! Only ___ shopping days until Christmas!” This is usually a busy time for our family; summer is over and we have just canned peaches and chokecherry jam. Now we pick several bushels of apples and take time to make apple sauce, apple pie filling, and spiced apple rings for the coming year. Sometimes there are pears or plums that we can preserve also. We get together with family and make our traditional red tamales to freeze for Christmas Eve. We try to make a lot so that we have some in the freezer for the next 12 months, but they never seem to last past June, if we can keep our hands off them for that long! It is a joyful, busy time.

But this time of year makes me a little sad, especially when it is a cold, cloudy day and I have not gotten enough sleep. I lack the energy I need to do the daily laundry, dishes, and meals: the work that is never ended. But God grants sunshine as well as clouds. He allows us to feel our imperfections and to experience the Ember Days in a more profound way, perhaps, than at other times of the year. We learn, if we are willing, to rely solely on Him. When the sun shines, the day seems to sparkle, with red and gold leaves and sometimes frost: the coming of winter is evident.

The Clouds of Autumn

For the first time since I have been a mother, I am not homeschooling my children. Seven of the ten are attending a local charter school, and I am at home with the three youngest, who are not yet old enough to go to school with their brothers and sisters. It would seem that I should feel more free, and have more time to run errands, clean the house, work on projects long overdue, and even start one or two more that I have wanted to do for a few years.

But I am tired.

I do not seem to have more time now, and I need more sleep at night. I am older than I was. The coming winter is evident in the frost-colored hairs that appear little by little, and then less gradually.

But God grants sunshine as well as clouds. I feel the end of my life coming much faster than it seemed when I was young, although I have always, ever since I can remember, seen the end of my life very near. The years and decades are shorter than they were. The clouds of doubt and sorrow and sin and regret close in, and I panic, thinking I have only so many shopping days left and not enough money! The temptation to believe that I have done nothing worthwhile with my life is very strong, and I want to just fall asleep and not think about the hopelessness of it all. But then the clear, warm, saving Sun pierces my melancholy and I am suspended in the Love of God. I have time, but I must begin again now and not give up.

Thank God for good Spiritual Directors. They are sometimes the only light shining in the darkness. Mine told me recently, when I was having a hard time seeing any good in myself, “Love yourself as others love you.” That is possibly the most difficult task I have ever undertaken. He asked me to look at the successes in my life: all of my children are happy and know that their parents and God love them. The teens among them are joyful and outgoing. The little ones are thriving and confident in the love of their family. He asked me to look seriously at the way people see me, and recognize that I have allowed God to work through me my whole life. God has granted me favors that not everyone is granted. He loves me because He made me lovable. Others have always thought of me as a kind and holy person.

I always thought that those successes were all God’s, and they are, but my Spiritual Father reminded me that I had to cooperate with God in order for these things to happen.

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And so, on this cloudy autumn day with amber sunshine piercing through the cold, I begin again to do the work He chose for me. That sink-full of dishes and that frozen roast thawing on the counter are my emblems. Some day they will be pictured beside me – grey hairs and all – on a holy card. In the meantime, “Jesus! MY Jesus! I trust in You!”

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“Sometimes we feel tired and discouraged, just like Jesus’ disciples… ‘We have worked hard all night and have caught nothing!’ (Lk 5:5) However, nothing is lost if, in the hour of darkness, we are able to trust once again in Him, Jesus, in Whom we have placed our joy and hope.” ~Pope St. John Paul II

Finer Femininity Fall 2014 Magazine/Booklet (a Mag-Let!!) is Here!

9039840fa199951fe610f427e7491456This fall, cuddle up to your favorite spiced tea, sit by the fire, and read your Finer Femininity “Mag-Let” for some inspiration and enlightenment!

I have many people in my circle who do not even have a computer…. So, in the interim, as I take a break from the blog, I decided to make this little booklet available and I am hoping to do one for each season.

I plan to have a great Christmas issue coming out soon! I will keep you posted. And please pass the word on to others.

The following is a short little tidbit on the efficacy of reading from books (Not that I don’t like my Kindle :) )!

“Slow-reading advocates recommend at least 30 to 45 minutes of daily reading away from the distractions of modern technology. By doing so, the brain can reengage with linear reading. The benefits of making slow reading a regular habit are numerous, reducing stress and improving your ability to concentrate.”

So….If you are interested, hop on over and get this sweet little booklet here! Or you can go right to Amazon and get it here! There’s a Kindle version too! :) And if you like it, please leave a review on Amazon!

** I just added the Maglet to my Etsy here where you can cut down on the overall cost with shipping. :)

It is my first publication, so I will be perfecting it along the way!

Here is the description:  Finer Femininity is a small publication compiled to inspire Catholic women in their vocations. It consists of uplifting articles from authors with traditional values, many of them from priests, written over 50 years ago. These ideals are timeless but, with the fast-paced “progress” of today’s world, the pearls within the articles are rarely meditated upon.

This little magazine offers Catholic womankind support and inspiration as they travel that oftentimes lonely road….the narrow road to heaven. The thoughts within the pages will enlighten us to regard the frequently monotonous path of our “daily duties” as the beautiful road to sanctity.

Feminine souls need this kind of information to continue to “fight the good fight” in a world that has opposing values and seldom offers any kind of support to these courageous women. Inside the pages you will find inspiration for your roles as single women, as wives and as mothers. In between the thought-provoking articles, the pages are sprinkled with pictures, quotes and maybe even a recipe or two.

A sneak peek at the contents of this issue:

CONTENTS

Travelers – True Womanhood
The Snug Safety of God’s Love
Before Embarking
Is Order in Your Life Just Around the Corner?
The Kingdom of God is Within You
Character Building – Beautiful Girlhood
The Hail Mary of a Protestant
The Wife Desired is an Inspiration to Her Husband
Learning Life Lessons in the Oddest Places
Family, Fun and Festive Fall
How to Instill Obedience
Purity in Company-Keeping
Accept Him As He Is
Meekness
Ten Rules to Being Happy Parents
Have You Prayed to St. Gomer Lately?
Seven Days of Prayer for Your Marriage
Sunday Morning Stories – The Two Tears
Recipe – Spicy Chai Tea
Reflections on the Holy Family
Smorgasbord ‘n’ Smidgens

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Taking a Break…..

I will be taking a “Starting School, Many Things on my Plate” break for the next while.

Thank you very much for reading and supporting this blog. You may be quiet but I know you are out there. :)

I hope that some of these posts have inspired you as much as they have me…….

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The Rosary and the Bargain

by Joseph A. Breig (reprinted with permission)ee959a8607bba468783cd22f109331a2

When I get to heaven – as I trust I shall – something very embarrassing is bound to happen. As sure as shooting; somebody who has known me rather too well for comfort on this earth is going to come up to me and say, in a loud voice enough for everybody to hear, “How in the world did you get in here?”

I am not going to answer in words. I am simply going to pull a rosary out of my pocket and dangle it in front of my questioner. That will be my reply; and it will be perfectly true. It will also be true for my family, which I have every reason to hope will be there with me. We will all pull our rosaries out of our pockets and wave them.

I think that we will wave them for all eternity; or at least wear them around our necks for everybody to see. It will save a lot of explaining, and it will give credit where credit is due.

I am not humble enough for public confession of my sins: besides, it would be scandalous; and the readers would be writing to the editor denouncing him for printing such shocking stuff.

I will simply say this: there is a period of my life that I want to forget; and I would still be in it if it weren’t for the rosary.

The rosary is the rope by which I climbed hand over hand out of the pit into which I had fallen.

I started climbing out after I discovered one basic rule for any kind of success in life. The way to get something done is to do it. I will never forget how that realization suddenly popped into my head and transformed me.

Ever since then, I have been getting things done, simply by doing them. And the thing that taught me that lesson was the rosary. I do not remember how or why or when I started saying the rosary daily. But I do remember that doing it was the hardest thing I ever did in my life.

When people say to me now that they just can’t seem to get at it, I chuckle. They’re telling me! They complain about the irregularity of their lives, about visitors dropping in, and whatnot. And I chuckle again.

When I started saying the daily rosary, I was a reporter for a Hearst newspaper in the big city. It was not in the least unusual for me to be out on a story half the night, or three-quarters of the night, or all night.

At any moment during the day, the city editor might answer the telephone, look across the desk at me, and order me to high-ball by automobile, or train or other conveyance to some city or town or crossroads 100, 500, 1000 miles distant.

At any hour of the night, I might be awakened by the telephone and told to dash into the office, or dash somewhere else. As for social and other affairs, I had more than my share of them. But I had discovered that the way to get something done is to do it. I had learned that the way to get the rosary said is to say it. And I said it – and I don’t think anybody ever said it harder.

Meditation? It came as naturally to me as eating glass or swallowing swords. Praying? It was hard, sweaty, ditch-digging heavy labor for me. I was going it alone then; and the going was all uphill. It was all mountain climbing.

More than once, I awoke in the wee hours of the night, still on my knees, with the upper half of my body sprawled over the bed, and the rosary still clutched in my fingers at the second or third decade.
But the way to get something done was to do it; and I wouldn’t allow myself to crawl into bed until the rosary was finished.

I tell all this only in order that the reader may know that I am not one to whom prayer came easily. You say that it is hard for you; I answer that it was hard for me.

Then suddenly, somewhere along the line, I met Father Patrick Peyton, and discovered an additional rule for success. I discovered that whereas it was exceedingly difficult for me to say the rosary alone, it was as easy as rolling off a log to say it with my family.

We were one of the early families in Father Peyton’s Family Rosary Crusade; and what he gave to us when he talked us into it, we wouldn’t trade today for all the Fords and Lincolns in Henry Fords factory for the next thousand years.

I state a simple fact; and you needn’t take it just from me. Ask my wife. Ask the children. Ask the neighbors. Ask our visitors. They’ll all tell you the same thing: that ever since we started the daily family Rosary, and kept it up, our house has been one of the happiest and healthiest homes in the world.

To use a popular jive expression, the place simply jumps with joy. And there were times when it didn’t. There were a great many times when it didn’t. There was a time when the doctor told us we might as well make up our minds to sell our home for whatever we could get and go to Florida, with or without a job, if we didn’t want to see our children dying one by one before our eyes.

He said they simply couldn’t stand the climate in which we were living; and they’d be better off living on bananas under a tree in the south than suffering what they were suffering in the north.

The rosary changed all that; and today our youngsters, everyone of them, can whip their weight in wildcats; and would do it at the drop of a hat if there were any Wildcats in sight.

But that is the least of the blessings that have come to us from the family Rosary. I remember vividly my first conversation with Father Peyton, long before he became world famous as the originator of the family hour on the radio, in which the greatest stars of Broadway and Hollywood donate their talents to popularize the slogan, “The family that prays together, stays together.”

Father Peyton, knitting his brows in the way he has, and speaking in that wonderful Irish brogue which I won’t try to reproduce, told me that, when he was first ordained, he planned to start a crusade for daily mass, communion and the rosary.

The longer he prayed and puzzled over it, the more he became convinced that if he asked for everything at first, he’d get nothing; whereas if he could get people to say the rosary, the rosary would lead them to the other things.
Today I can testify that, in our case at least, he was perfectly right. We have learned that the rosary, if you will just say it, takes care of the full spiritual development of the family.

I recall that, when we started it, the children got very tired and restless while kneeling, especially at bedtime. Soon my wife, with the wisdom that God gives to mothers, told youngsters to sit for the rosary.

Today, the two who are in grade school go to mass and communion daily, carrying their breakfast with him, or buying donuts and milk in the school basement. The rosary drew them naturally and inevitably to mass.

My wife and I often tell friends that someday we are going to write a book entitled “how to rear children.” It Is going to have 300 pages, and every page will have three words – and three words only – printed on it. “Let them alone.”

But of course there will have to be a preface: “Teach them to pray… And then let them alone.”

In spiritual as in all other affairs, we have learned that children need very little preaching to. They ought not to be analyzed and psychoanalyzed and cross-examined and made to toe Chalk Lines.

What they need is prayer and good example – and the rest takes care of itself. I would say this – that by far the easiest and least troublesome way of rearing a family of which you can be proud is to institute the family rosary in your home, and keep it up.

It eliminates almost entirely the need for discipline, because it creates such harmony and such family love that the children discipline themselves. It knits the family together with bonds 10,000 times stronger than any that can be forged by merely natural means.

I think that I’ve heard all the objections to the family rosary. Fully half the fathers and mothers who have talked with me about it have shrugged their shoulders helplessly and said that there simply doesn’t seem to be any time of the day when all the members of the family can be brought together in prayer.

The answer to that, of course, is exceedingly simple. If you can’t get all the members of the family together, say the rosary with the members who are present.

Sooner or later, something will happen to make it possible for the others to join in.

The rosary is like that. Give it a chance, and it’ll take care of the problems. The Mother of God can have whatever she wants from her divine Son; and one of the things she wants is Rosary Families.

Mothers have said to me that the smaller members of the family won’t behave during the rosary. What of it? The smaller members of our family won’t behave either.

Between them, our two-year-old Jimmy and eight month old Regina put on something resembling a three ring circus while we are saying the rosary. We don’t interfere. It’s our business to say to say the rosary; it’s theirs to have a circus. God made them that way; and if He doesn’t mind, why should we? We pray above and between their shouts and gurgles, and it works out very well.

I have also heard people say that the antics of the smaller children interfere with their meditations. They interfered with mine, too, until I learned to include the youngsters in the meditation.

Now, while saying the Joyful Mysteries, I look at Regina, cooing and bouncing in her crib, and I think, “Why, Christ was just like that once! He cooed and gurgled too, and waved his arms, and kicked his legs, and rolled over on his stomach, then worked like a Trojan to get turned to his back again.”

Or if the baby is sitting on her mother’s lap, I look at them and realize that the Christ child sat in Mary’s lap too, and clutched at her garments, and tried to pull Himself upright, and swung His hands at her face, and laughed when she smiled at Him.

I think of the fact that He, too, had to be fed; that although He held the universe in the palm of His hand and kept the planets on their courses. He depended on his mother for everything.

Perhaps we are saying the Sorrowful Mysteries. If so, sometimes I look at Jimmy and think how I would feel if he were crucified in front of my eyes. Then I know something about what Mary felt.

I know something, too, about the infinite love of God which caused Him to send His only Son to die for us.

Could I send one of my sons to die in agony for someone who had insulted me? I think of that; and then I am better able to thank God for the redemption.
If we are saying the Glorious Mysteries, I consider often what a moment it will be when all the family rises from the grave and is reunited, nevermore to be parted; when we are all together to stay together, in perfect happiness, forever.

If the happy family is a thing of rollicking joy – and it is – then what must a perfectly happy family in heaven be like! It is very well worth looking forward to. It is very well worth the trouble of saying the daily rosary.

Ten or fifteen minutes a day is what it takes; and eternity is what it purchases. I wasn’t born yesterday; and I’m not passing up a bargain like that.

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Attitude When Confronted With the Suffering of Those Close to Us

Parents have a lot to be anxious about. We see our children suffer, from infants on up. It is so easy to get caught up in it….to let it consume us.

We have to stand back and get a hold of ourselves…..look at the situation through the eyes of a confident child, that knows her Father is watching over her and those she loves and listening to every prayer.2bbff9ab0495eb9585d233aa1fc696d7

A Summary of Father Jacques Philippe’s thoughts on Our Attitude When Confronted With the Suffering of Those Close to Us :

“Experience shows that peace,

Which fills your soul with charity

The love of God and of your neighbor,

Is the road that leads directly to eternal life.”

What do we do when we are unable to abandon ourselves to God?

The short and profound answer is “Abandon yourself anyway!”
“This is the response of the saints,” says Father Philippe in his book Searching For and Maintaining Peace.
St. Therese of the Child Jesus also says “Total abandonment; that’s my only law!”

Abandonment does not come naturally, it is a gift and a grace that we must ask God for. God will surely give it to us if we pray with perseverance. It is a fruit of the Holy Spirit and if we ask in faith He will answer.

“If you, then who are evil, know how to give your children what is good, how much more will the Heavenly Father give the Holy Ghost to those who ask Him.” Luke 11:13.

Our peace of soul is crucial to remaining close to God and furthering our spiritual life.

A situation where we frequently can lose our peace of soul is when someone close to us is suffering. A lot of times we are more troubled by someone’s suffering other than our own.

We can be tempted to give into excessive anxiety when our loved one’s health is compromised, their financial situation is strung out, they have mental health issues, etc.

It is so easy to lose heart at these times and become very anxious. But Isaiah 49:15 reminds us: “Can a mother forget her infant, or be without tenderness for the child in her womb? Even should she forget I will never forget you.”

We are normally hardened and selfish creatures but the more we advance in the spiritual life the more our compassion for others grow.

But we must always remain faithful and peaceful in the face of the suffering of others.

St. Dominic spent his nights in prayer and pleading with the Lord: “Merciful God, what will become of sinners?”

The Saints were always tender, peaceful and confident.
Father Philippe talks about how sometimes our compassion, if disordered,  is selfish:

“We have a way of implicating ourselves in the sufferings of others that is not always correct, that sometimes proceeds more from my love of self instead of from a true love of others.

And we believe that to preoccupy ourselves excessively with another in difficulty is justified, that it is a sign of the love that we feel for the other person.

But this is false.

There is often in this attitude a great, hidden love of ourselves. We cannot bear the sufferings of others because we are afraid of suffering ourselves.

The reason is that we, too, lack confidence in God. It is normal to be profoundly touched by the suffering of another who is dear to us, but if, because of this, we torment ourselves to the point of losing our peace, this signifies that our love for the other person is still not fully spiritual, is still not in harmony with God.

It is a love that is still too human and, without doubt, egotistical, whose foundation is not sufficiently based on an unshakable confidence in God.”

Those who suffer around us need people who are confident, joyful, and at peace. This helps them much more than to be surrounded with those who are distressed and anxious. It heightens their own sadness and anxiety.

We need to support those who are suffering. It is normal to be anxious, but we need to pray for their healing with perseverance and confidence.

We should do all that is humanly and spiritually possible to obtain whatever it is we are asking for. It is our duty to do these things.
But we need to do them with peace, abandonment and confidence in God. He will take care of them. He loves them much more than we ever could.Beautiful-Butterfly-and-Flowers-Wallpaper-1024x576

Directing Your Child – Rev. George A. Kelly

The Catholic Family Handbook – Rev. George A. Kelly10592953_580023812109000_1559607388370175420_n

Your final and fullest test as a parent lies in helping your child reach the potential of which he is capable.

You must show him the way to go, and to do so you must know the way yourself.

Your child’s goal is a happy, holy adulthood in which he serves God and man. He will make much progress toward this goal simply by following
his natural urges to grow physically and mentally, and by observing you in your everyday relationship.

But he should also be directed formally toward his goal by your direct teaching. Three principles are involved:

1. You alone have this authority to teach. It is your right given by God as an attribute of your parenthood.

Moreover, no one can take it from you, so long as you fulfill your obligation to exercise it.

Christian society has always recognized that the authority of the father and mother is unquestioned.

For instance, in most states of the Union, a child is legally subject to his parents until he is eighteen.

2. Respect for authority is earned, not imposed. Children will always respond to authority when it is just and when they respect the parent who exercises it.

They will ignore or disobey authority when it is
unjust or when the parent has forfeited their respect.

A father cannot expect his child to obey his rules if, for example, he consistently passes red lights and commits other traffic violations and thus shows that he himself disregards the laws of society.

Likewise, your child will respect you only when you show by your actions that you respect him.

3. Your authority must be used. One “modern” father decided not to teach his child anything about God so that the child could choose his own religion himself when he grew up.

This man could just as well have argued that he would not try to inculcate any virtues; that the child could choose between honesty and dishonesty, between truth and falsehood, or between loving his country and hating it.

Precisely because you are more experienced, you must decide on all matters affecting your child’s welfare.

You would not wait for him to decide when to see a doctor to treat his illness; you would call the doctor as soon as you decided that his services were necessary.

You would not allow your seven-year-old to choose a school; you would make the decision without even consulting him.

As your child develops, he should exercise an increasing amount of authority over his own actions.

When he is eight, you will decide which Mass he should attend on Sundays; when he is eighteen, the decision probably will be his.

When he is seven, you will exercise a strong
control over his reading matter; at seventeen, he himself will exercise a choice.

Allow your child to make decisions for himself on unimportant matters first.

In questions involving the important areas–his religious duties, choice of school, etc., give freedom slowly and carefully.

For instance, your teen-ager might be free to decide whether to attend a sports event on a Sunday afternoon, but he has no freedom to decide whether to attend Mass on Sunday morning.

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S’More Smorgasbord ‘n Smidgens

I have some very special Grandchildren…. What grandparents don’t think that, right?

Virginia (our oldest daughter) and Vincent have 6 children.  Edward is the oldest and he is 7. Her hands are full.

Virginia has told me of the few mornings she has woken up after the kids were already up. Edward had efficiently set the table, each of the kids were in their places with Emma in the high chair, devouring the cereal and milk that had been neatly poured into their bowls!

These are pictures of her second oldest son, Antonio, who is 6. They show a lot about his personality…..ambitious, hungry and impatient!! :DIMG_3693 IMG_3692IMG_3690IMG_3694

 

 

 

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Who says God is not concerned with the little things in our lives? I was taking a look at our bathroom and whispered a little prayer to Our Lady, “Could you please take care of this room for me?”

The room needed desperate help and my guys are awfully busy making a living around here. Shortly after that prayer my son-in-law, Mike, and my son, Dominic, decided that they would take a couple hours out of their day and paint my bathroom (I didn’t ask them, nor did I mention my prayer).

They painted the room, and the next day I saw my son trek through the house with a box of new ceramic tile…..my eyebrows raised as I saw him and I started to get *cautiously* excited! One thing led to another and next thing you know my whole bathroom was remodeled!!! Wow! Did Our Lady answer that prayer or what???? If she is concerned with the small things, will she not take care of us in the big ones?

I love this quote from Our Lady of Guadalupe: “Hear and let it penetrate into your heart; let nothing discourage you, nothing depress you. Let nothing alter your heart or your countenance. Also, do not fear any illness or vexation, anxiety or pain. Am I not here who am your Mother? Are you not under my shadow and protection? Am I not your fountain of life? Are you not in the folds of my mantle, in the crossing of my arms? Is there anything else that you need?”

I think we need this powerful reminder in these days of rampant darkness…..that the LIGHT will conquer!

I am sure you have your own “little” answers to prayer that makes you think of the loving Divine Providence that walks with us each day.IMG_3781 IMG_3782IMG_0858IMG_4038A few pictures of dear hubby doing what he likes best…. hanging out and rolling about with the kids and grandchildren. We can never underestimate the power of the dad in a child’s life!IMG_3830 IMG_3839 IMG_3856Most of the following pictures are of just last Sunday….a typical Sunday. The only thing different is that my oldest and very dear brother and his sweet wife are visiting from Canada. They live in a city called Kitimat, which is 500 miles north of Vancouver Island. We are thrilled to have them so we took some photos with my mom and dad…..If you would like to read more about my mom and dad’s move to their new apartment last summer, click  here.

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LINKS!

The following links are a smorgasbord of some interesting, inspiring stuff that you may find valuable in your own life. It does not mean that I endorse the whole site, just the individual posts that I have linked to.

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9 Habits of People Who Never Have to Clean Their Homes -

A maid isn’t necessary to keep your house neat every day. I thought these simple tips were great! They are some basic steps we can take to keep the clutter to a minimum and our home looking good!

 

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Ladies, you will like this….This link shows a neat thing you can do with a simple braid that will make you look like you took lessons from the pros! “In 5 seconds watch how mom turns an ordinary braid into a beautiful new hairdo”.  :)

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We all have our negative times (well, most of us….hubby is an exception…he said he tried to be in a bad mood once but didn’t like it!), but what do we do with those who are negative most of the time and bring us down? Wendy Cukierski has a list of charitable and balanced approaches that may help you in these situations:

“We’ve all encountered negative folks.  It can leave you feeling drained and even physically exhausted! You might even feel your energy being zapped and your mood heading south.  It can take hours or even an entire day to start feeling “normal” again.

So…what do we do?  How do we handle such a person?

Here are several key steps you can take.  Remember…you do have a choice in how you react to them.” Read more here.

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The following is great article on technology.


In dealing with the abuses of technology, it is good to have an historical perspective. The abuses of technology began with the Industrial Revolution, which instilled a lust for speed into modern man, and a desire and expectation for immediate gratification. This changed the psychology of man so that people are no longer able to fill idle time with thinking, contemplating, meditating or praying. Technology, which should serve society, came to dominate men’s lives.” Read Six Ways to Deal With the Abuses of Technology

 
 
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Excellent meditation on modesty at Church:
 
“Dear girls,You don’t know me. I don’t know you.I saw you come in and sit down in front of me, smiling and hugging each other, looking around the sanctuary for familiar faces. During the greeting break you shook my hand, we exchanged a few words; maybe ‘Hello, how are you?’ or ‘What’s your name?’You are all very pretty. Beautiful, actually: tall, thin, with good hair, nicely styled.
 
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Things are going well, but we’re more like business partners than husband and wife. We keep it together but it’s like we’re hardly even friends anymore.

Life can turn into a grind, even for a great marriage.

Our fast-paced lives are perfectly capable of edging out every good intention we used to have.

Then we find ourselves months (years for many) down the road having survived, but also having missed the reason we thought we were doing all those things in the first place: to love each other and have a wonderful life together.

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The Catholic Gentleman has some simple and very good reasons to get our duffs out of bed in the morning.

“Daybreak is a never-ending glory, getting out of bed is a never-ending nuisance.”
– G.K. Chesterton

Rise and Shine: 5 Reasons to Get Up Early in the Morning  

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Ooooo….it’s that time of the year!!! FALL!!

40+ Must Make Apple Recipes

It’s APPLE time! Take a look at 40 of the BEST apple recipes that you simply must make this Fall…….click here!

 
 
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A beautiful use of technology:
It’s a 500-year-old religious order, its members scattered across the world, separated from each other, and often from the world outside. It’s now brought together for the first time by song and technology.
 
 
 
 

One more lovely video so you can shed a tear or two….. :)

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