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Fall Is Here! Pumpkin Spice Knit Shawl

Fall Is Here! Pumpkin Spice Knit Shawl

Hey ya’ll!  Its been fall for some time now, but here in where I am really feels like fall.  I don’t even think we managed to get through the light jacket phase long enough.  I just remember it being humid one day, and the next we needed  hat and scarf!  Tall about changing weather really quickly! As I have mentioned in a previous post that I have a wonderful new hobby that I’ve been doing for about a year now.  Just some background story on that here.  So I had this beautiful Caron Cake Yarn that I bought a year ago.  Sadly it just sat in my stash looking so tasty and beautiful.  I loved the colors and was trying to figure out what to do with it.   Knowing that the season would soon be upon us for Pumpkin Spice, in July,  I decided to knit a shawl for the upcoming cooler weather  I’m now ready to share it with you!     When I first picked out the pattern, I thought that I wouldn’t like it much, but who can go wrong with the pretty colors of this yarn.  For those of you who are not into knitting, the colors in the picture above barely does it justice!  Anyway, I managed to pick out a pattern and in the hot July weather I was knitting away. This project taught me so many humbling lessons:  It’s okay if it’s just garter stitch. Garter stitch is very cozy! This is a long project with a very simple stitch.  Wondering if this would look well in other colors . I love the colors...
Changing Directions for a Blog

Changing Directions for a Blog

I’ve debated for a while if I should still write on my blog. I’ve wrestled with the idea of quitting, or just changing directions.   Funny, I’m still at the same place (nursing-or breastfeeding) nine years later, but mentally, I’m in a whole different space.  When I look around me, it seems like I’m standing still, while everyone else is moving forward, but I know that’s not the case. I’m not in the same space as when I started this blog.  My oldest is going to be 10 soon, and my youngest is going to be 2.  I’ve been through the baby phase, and still in it.  And…to be perfectly honest-I feel I’m not done yet. What makes me get so hung up on my blog is that I taken this space to be what I want it to be about.  However, I’ve noticed that I lost sight of what it is that I wanted.  I wanted things that I didn’t even like. Chasing an idea that doesn’t even fit with me.  I’m happy to say that I don’t have everything together.  There are just some days when I’m overwhelmed, and other days that I feel like I can do this all over again 😍. I think, I’ve taken this blog down so many directions, that it totally doesn’t bother me what I do with it now, as long as I’m having fun and just using my space the way that I want to. With that being said, I’ve noticed that I’ve stopped sharing a lot of my interests and hobbies on this blog.  I still love my faith,...
Sunday Week 19: Having Faith in the Lord

Sunday Week 19: Having Faith in the Lord

Tied, cranky, hungry, and exhausted—I am no stranger to these feelings. In the first reading of today’s gospel we see a prophet at the end of his rope, and just about to give up. While having faith in the Lord, he simply recognizes how weak he is in his circumstance. The weakness of man During the first reading, we’re given an image of the profit who is just exhausted. He’s walking—while hungry—and he sun is just bearing down on him. Not saying that we have physically walked through a desert, but there are times emotionally when we’ve been there. He just about had it and is just about to give up and decided to go to sleep in hope of not waking up again. This is what I know I can relate to. Sometimes the burden is just too much handle, and all seems it is for nothing. What touched me so much with this part of the reading is that it’s so human, and so vulnerable. Yet–it was a simple prayer of someone who had enough and felt that they could not do it anymore. The Strength of the Lord When the angle woke him up and told him to eat so that he can regain his strength, he did so–but then went back to sleep. An angle woke him up and was told to eat because the journey is too much for him. ,He ate everything, and that sustained him for forty days. I love this! Alone, we can do absolutely nothing. We are weak, and frail and always close to our breaking point. But when we dine on Divine food,...
4 Spiritual Reading Mistakes

4 Spiritual Reading Mistakes

  I’ve done my kind of spiritual reading mistakes. I love reading and I love reading for growth, but I’ve relied too much on my memory and honestly–after I finish the book, I tend to forget what has helped me reflect as I was reading it. Now, I’ve always been a reader, and a lover of books. It wasn’t until a few years ago that something switched within me, and I’ve been primarily focused on books for growth. I think this is awesome and a bit problematic. Let me explain. I’ve love collecting the amount of books that I’ve read. I love plowing through them and checking them off my list. However, spiritual reading is a bit different. There is no plowing, there is no speeding through. It’s only you, the words, your reflections, and God. And trust me, there is no time limit for this. These are some mistakes that I have made, and what I learned from it. Not writing everything down I need to get into this practice more, but a common place book is a great way to keep track of what you’re reading, and to keep notes. I’m a dabbler, so I’m not sure if I want to do it with paper and pen or all electronic. Eventually, I’ll be writing it down in a notebook, but when it’s digitally, it’s just easier to cross things out and move things around. Before, I would just highlight my book. But, that’s not note taking. I still highlight–a digital book, but I tend to write my notes for a physical book down separately. Occasionally, I’ll put...
Sunday Reflection: Jesus Is the Bread of Life

Sunday Reflection: Jesus Is the Bread of Life

Sunday Readings Reading EX 16:2-4, 12-15 Ps 78:3-4, 23-24, 25, 54 Reading Eph 4:17, 20-24 Jn 6:24-35 When the readings of the day start with Exodus and the bread of life conversation, I can’t help but just pick up and listen more. I’ve always loved this time of the year, because we are reminded that Jesus is the bread of life, but we are able to see this throughout the Gospel for the reading. There are three main things that I took away from these readings. We are not satisfied until we have the bread of life. In the first meeting we have the Israelites in the desert who were complaining to Moses about not having everything they had in Egypt. They complained of not having their fill of food, and how much better the lived when then were in Egypt. What the Israelites seem to forget was that they were slaves. In so many ways, this is so us. We may complain that our lives are boring compared to others. How so much more fun would be if I was able to do (and you fill in the blank). The only difference is, that we are no longer slaves to our passions, and we tend to romanticize the actions of those who we think are “living it up.” In life we’re always going to search for the next best thing. We’re always going to look for something that satisfies us. We will never be satisfied until we are full with Christ. Jesus always leads the way. “When the crowd saw that neither Jesus nor his disciples were there, they themselves...
Sunday Reflection: Walk Worthily in You Vocation

Sunday Reflection: Walk Worthily in You Vocation

I am currently reading this book called Sanctifying Your Daily Life.   It is a book about work, and how we can find holiness in our daily lives.  Even though it was written before my time (1946), there are so many things to take a way from it.  With the Second Reading of Sunday’s Mass, my thoughts naturally fell on vocation and what calling we have.  I think this book was perfect timing with the Mass.     Work these days has been something that we just had to do.  We know that some of us has to work outside of the houses and others work inside.  What I have noticed is that in our society, only one kind of work hold value.  When I was a working for pay kind of woman, my value was depended on how much I could bring in.  I was valuable to the company based on how much I was earring. The goal was to always increase my earnings, because (like everyone) my value and worth was wrapped in how much I was making.  Then I stopped working in 2009 to be a full-time stay at home mom, and oh boy did the mental games begin!  I felt that I didn’t have value to my family because I wasn’t bring in income.  That my role of watching and taking care of a baby (at the time) was nothing, compared to working outside of the home and generating money. Society didn’t tell me different either.  When I would come across people who found out I was a mother full-time, the question would always be, “So when are you...
Rest With the Lord – A Sunday Reflection

Rest With the Lord – A Sunday Reflection

  “Gospel, Mark 6:30-34 30 The apostles rejoined Jesus and told him all they had done and taught. 31 And he said to them, ‘Come away to some lonely place all by yourselves and rest for a while’; for there were so many coming and going that there was no time for them even to eat. 32 So they went off in the boat to a lonely place where they could be by themselves. 33 But people saw them going, and many recognised them; and from every town they all hurried to the place on foot and reached it before them. 34 So as he stepped ashore he saw a large crowd; and he took pity on them because they were like sheep without a shepherd, and he set himself to teach them at some length. “ I’ve been running on empty for the past few weeks. It wasn’t something that I planned, but time flew away from me and the next thing that I noticed–I was moody and cranky, and honestly I just wanted to sit somewhere and cry (or stare at a wall for a very long time). I know I am not the only one who goes through something like this–life just doesn’t seem to slow down, and it’s usually one thing after another. Well, this weekend, I’ve just about had it. I was having a conversation with my husband about it, and it was a sad reality that I was facing; I was sitting on our bed, and I was just beat–I didn’t want to do anything. I didn’t want to cook (even though I...
Falling In Love with the Rosary

Falling In Love with the Rosary

    In the past, I’ve never really been consistent with praying the Rosary.  I have prayed it, but then stopped, or done it part way because I though it was too long and I couldn’t get through it.  I know, very childish (sorry God).  But then there was a moment during Lent that I said, “That’s it, I’m going to pray the Rosary!”  I chose Lent to start because it was easy, for the 40-days, it’s usually the Sorrowful Mysteries.  In that way, I can pray the rosary, but memorize the Sorrowful Mysteries as well–awesome, right? What I didn’t know was how I was going to love praying the rosary.  How the prayer was like breathing, and the days that I missed it (due to the craziness of life), are the days that feel like it was incomplete.   I still go through moments when I’m on fire and pray the rosary sometimes up to 2 times a day, and other days, I struggle to get through one full rosary in a day. The times I find myself praying the rosary the most is when I’m feeling anxious and worried.  My mind likes to wonder and get away from me sometimes; I can work myself up for no particular reason.  I would have hoped that by this time (my age *ahem*), I would’ve outgrown this behavior, but I’ve come to accept that this is who I am, and this is my cross to carry.  During those times, the beads then become a lifeline to heaven for me.  It’s my speed dial for help!  Through tears, or fear–somehow praying the prayers...
5 Ways to Engage With Others Without Losing Your Soul

5 Ways to Engage With Others Without Losing Your Soul

These days, everyone has their ideas on what is the right thing to do.  If the matter involves morality (that somehow morphs into politics), then things gets really crazy. Christians telling other Christians what is the “christian” thing to do.  Eventually, these conversations doesn’t end well, and someone’s ego is going to be left bruised by the door (or keyboard). The main problem that I’ve noticed these days, is that everyone has their own idea what being Christian is, and this is coming from other Christians.  I was on my Facebook feed and a hot topic of immigration came up.  Many people have their opinions on what is the right, or “christian,” thing to do, and what seems “unchristian”.  Each side cherry picking quotes to support their argument.  It didn’t matter to the people to distinguish between legal and illegal immigration. It’s all under one umbrella. I won’t discuss politics since we see it everywhere. We are all entitled to our opinions, and we are all entitled to decide if we want to hear those opinions.  Politics I won’t discuss, but morality–I’ll discuss in a heart beat. What gets me, though, is the banter that’s being used while discussing these opinions. Name calling, judging, flat-out hatred. It doesn’t matter which side of the camp you fall on–it’s now being seen as the norm to do it. Before, discussions used to be about separating the sin from the sinner (or in this case: opinions from the person). Today, it’s blocking, un-friending, and ridiculing a person because of their opinions.  As Christians, this is extremely dangerous to do. At some point in our lives,...
Our First Internation Rosary Night

Our First Internation Rosary Night

One of the things that I enjoyed last year was attending the International Rosary night at our parish.   On this night, children (and adults) from our parish were able to see just how universal our Church really is. Our Priest and staff did a great job setting up the Church for this awesome event. The moment that you walked in, you understood the reverence that was buzzing in the atmosphere.   A Reverent Event   This event was solemn.  A heaviness weighed in the air, as we prepared our hearts to recite the Rosary as a group. For me, there is something special about praying the Rosary in a group. It seems more beautiful to be surrounded with people who love this devotion. The night started off with a song and a prayer to the Holy Spirit. Every decade began with a scripture reading and then the Rosary was recited in English and Spanish. When we came to the last decade I was in complete awe. People who were part of my parish for years, lined up at the microphone and began to participate in the Rosary in their native language. One by one they lined up and we heard people pray in: Polish, Italian, German, Latin, Spanish, Igbo  (spoken in Nigeria) and Nahuatl (which is an Aztec language). All those beautiful languages were spoken by members of our parish that we see and pray with all the time but never asked (or wondered) what language they spoke. This was the best part of my night.   Praying Together Even When Feeling Alone   Most of the time while praying, its easy to feel like you’re...
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