Monday, September 10
Scattegories Meme
I got this in an email from my friend, and I'm posting it here because I love Scattegories! No tags, but if you do it, leave a link to your post in the com boxes. Use your first initial to get the first letter for each of the following categories. The only rule is that you can't use your own name in the girl or boy name category (whichever you fit into).
- What is your name? Christine
- 4 letter word: crud
- Vehicle: Chrysler
- TV Show: Cops
- Boy's Name: Charles
- Girl's Name: Catherine
- Alcoholic drink: Cosmopolitan
- Occupation: chiropractor
- Something you wear: cotton capris
- Celebrity: Cheryl Teigs
- Food: chocolate chip cookies!
- Something found in a bathroom: Car and Driver magazine
- Reason for Being Late: Couldn't find the car keys!!
- Cartoon Character: Coyote (Wile E.)
- Something You Shout: Come here!!! (I’m a mom…whaddaya want?)
Christ is Present in the Storm
I wrote last week that I'd been feeling overwhelmed. I just know a lot of people who are going through very difficult times, and it weighs heavily on my mind, especially when I know I can't do much but pray and let God handle the rest.
Friday I had a revelation that gave me great comfort.
Each week, usually on Fridays, my husband and I sit with our girls and say a Rosary together. We begin by reading the list of intentions that our homeschool co-op has asked for prayers about, as well as our own intentions, and when we are finished, we read a litany of saints that include patrons for the various intentions on the co-op list. (I put the intentions list together and link to this site, which is where I learn which saints are patrons for which causes.) This week during the Rosary, I concentrated very hard on certain intentions, especially my friend who is now in danger of losing her family and for our friends who are mourning the loss of their unborn son.
Once again, I got an image in my mind of being in a small rowboat that is being pounded time and again by huge waves in a storming sea. I mentally cried out to Jesus, thinking of the woman with the hemorrhage that was healed by touching the hem of His robes. I mentally grabbed the hem of His robe and hung on tight, eyes closed.Suddenly, I remembered another boat that was tossed in a storm on the sea. And how the men in the boat were certain that Jesus wasn't paying attention to them; they were frightened and woke Him up, crying out, "Master, doth it not concern Thee that we perish?" Wasn't I asking the same thing? Wasn't I crying out to God, "Master, does it not concern You that my friends suffer so greatly?"
And just then, I knew that God, in His own time, would settle things. Peace would come when the Master is ready to declare it, just as He declared it on that boat. When He is ready, Jesus will say to my friends and family, "Peace. Be still."
And it will be so.
What I find interesting about this is that the mere knowledge that He will do this for them at some time gives me incredible comfort. It isn't done now, and I don't know when He will choose to do so, but I know that His peace and comfort will come to those who need it.
And just knowing that is what gives me strength and helps me to continue to pray for them all.
Saturday, September 8
Soccer Dad's Top 100 Songs (or maybe only 10)
Can I strike out posting in HTML? You are only going to get my Top 10 - after that no one really cares. Can I double bold #7 and #10?
1. Walk Like An Egyptian, Bangles
2. Alone, Heart
3.Shake You Down, Gregory Abbott
4.I Wanna Dance With Somebody (Who Loves Me), Whitney Houston
5.Nothing's Gonna Stop Us Now, Starship
6.C'est La Vie, Robbie Nevil
7. Here I Go Again, Whitesnake
8. The Way It Is, Bruce Hornsby and the Range
9. Shakedown, Bob Seger
10. Livin' On A Prayer, Bon Jovi
1. Walk Like An Egyptian, Bangles
2. Alone, Heart
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7. Here I Go Again, Whitesnake
8. The Way It Is, Bruce Hornsby and the Range
9. Shakedown, Bob Seger
10. Livin' On A Prayer, Bon Jovi
Thursday, September 6
Overwhelmed
o·ver·whelm (ō'vər-hwělm', -wělm') Pronunciation Key tr.v. o·ver·whelmed, o·ver·whelm·ing, o·ver·whelms
1. To surge over and submerge; engulf: waves overwhelming the rocky shoreline.
2a. To defeat completely and decisively: Our team overwhelmed the visitors by 40 points.
2b. To affect deeply in mind or emotion: Despair overwhelmed me.
3. To present with an excessive amount: They overwhelmed us with expensive gifts.
4. To turn over; upset: The small craft was overwhelmed by the enormous waves.
I feel so overwhelmed at the things I need to pray about. I'm not talking about the usual things, everyday life things, that we'll pray about anyway. I'm talking about the drive-you-to-your-knees kinds of things. The stuff that makes you weepy in front of the children. The stuff that makes it hard to even talk to friends because of awkward situations and difficulties. And I want to help, but the only thing I can do is pray. I can't help my aunt, who has an incurable cancer that she is struggling to beat. I can't do anything for my two friends who have lost their unborn babies in the last month. I can't do anything for Soccer Dad's cousin and his family, who are breaking apart. I can't do a damn thing for my friend whose husband has left her and the kids - only to take the children away and not let her talk to them. I can't do anything to help but pray.
And it is so scary. Damn, it's scary. It just makes me want to hole up and cry.
So I'll pray. And pray. And pray some more. And hang tight to the hem of Jesus' robe. And then pray some more.
Did I mention that this is all kind of scary?
Can you pray with me, please?
Wednesday, September 5
Yes! Yes! Yes!
Mark Shea has a phenomenal post (replete with spoilers) on Harry Potter. It delves into several of the most prevalent arguments against the series and rebuts them, I think, very well. (I'm sure he'll be relieved to know that I approve of his writing.) He also has a lengthy comment from a reader that gets to the heart of the problems we have with Dumbledore in the last book.
I won't post it here, but when you go, be aware that there are spoilers, so if you haven't read the last book, don't say I didn't warn ya.
Read it here.
I won't post it here, but when you go, be aware that there are spoilers, so if you haven't read the last book, don't say I didn't warn ya.
Read it here.
A Vocation, Not a Requirement
Homeschooling is not a requirement for people. Not even for orthodox Catholics. It is, above all, a vocation. And, being a vocation, it is not for everyone. And even homeschoolers sometimes feel overwhelmed and even, at times, doubtful.
Danielle Bean has an article up called "I Love Homeschooling. I Hate Homeschooling" that really hits the nail on the head. While I love to homeschool, and I really do feel called to it, there are times when I think how much easier it would be to just send the kids to the school a couple blocks away from our home. But then I remember how much I really do love to be with them, to see that light come on when they grasp a concept (my favorite part of when I was teaching in public schools). I love that I know what they are learning, and what they are not learning (both extremely important to Soccer Dad and me). I love that I can share our faith with them, which would be so much more difficult if they went to public school. And I love knowing that by teaching them at home, I am fulfilling a calling. I really do believe that this life I have is a calling - a vocation - hence the name of this blog.
But, just as Danielle points out in her article, I cannot sugar coat things and make it sound like it's a breeze all the time. It's hard for me when Big Girl just isn't grasping something, and I am unsure of how else to approach it. Our learning styles are different, and so I am having to really stretch and learn how to present materials to her in a way that helps her learn it best. It's hard for me to feel motivated all the time. Honestly, I'd like to just spend our days reading and playing in the park or the pool. But, alas! Education is a very important part of life! And while the literature-based theme system I am trying to work out will make school more palatable for all, it still requires a lot of planning and work. And, let's face it, people: I'm kind of lazy. It's also tough when I look at what I'm doing with the girls and I wonder if it's really enough. Will I be up to the task? Are they really learning much of anything? Am I emphasizing the wrong subjects? Is it wrong (or just weird) that my six year old doesn't know many fairy tales? (I smell a unit topic there.) Am I pushing them too hard to learn Latin at such an early age, or will this only benefit them in the future? Am I doing enough "crafty" things? How do I work in more music? How do I help them to develop the natural talents that God has given them?
In the end, I know that I must trust God and then do my best. Pray a lot. Work hard. Pray some more. And enjoy the time with my children.
Danielle Bean has an article up called "I Love Homeschooling. I Hate Homeschooling" that really hits the nail on the head. While I love to homeschool, and I really do feel called to it, there are times when I think how much easier it would be to just send the kids to the school a couple blocks away from our home. But then I remember how much I really do love to be with them, to see that light come on when they grasp a concept (my favorite part of when I was teaching in public schools). I love that I know what they are learning, and what they are not learning (both extremely important to Soccer Dad and me). I love that I can share our faith with them, which would be so much more difficult if they went to public school. And I love knowing that by teaching them at home, I am fulfilling a calling. I really do believe that this life I have is a calling - a vocation - hence the name of this blog.
But, just as Danielle points out in her article, I cannot sugar coat things and make it sound like it's a breeze all the time. It's hard for me when Big Girl just isn't grasping something, and I am unsure of how else to approach it. Our learning styles are different, and so I am having to really stretch and learn how to present materials to her in a way that helps her learn it best. It's hard for me to feel motivated all the time. Honestly, I'd like to just spend our days reading and playing in the park or the pool. But, alas! Education is a very important part of life! And while the literature-based theme system I am trying to work out will make school more palatable for all, it still requires a lot of planning and work. And, let's face it, people: I'm kind of lazy. It's also tough when I look at what I'm doing with the girls and I wonder if it's really enough. Will I be up to the task? Are they really learning much of anything? Am I emphasizing the wrong subjects? Is it wrong (or just weird) that my six year old doesn't know many fairy tales? (I smell a unit topic there.) Am I pushing them too hard to learn Latin at such an early age, or will this only benefit them in the future? Am I doing enough "crafty" things? How do I work in more music? How do I help them to develop the natural talents that God has given them?
In the end, I know that I must trust God and then do my best. Pray a lot. Work hard. Pray some more. And enjoy the time with my children.
More News from Texas
My uncle has sent out another update on my aunt. Thank you again and again and again for your prayers for our family.
Howdy, all! This is a long one.
Warm, September greetings from the St. ****** Rehab Center. I don’t know where August went, but apparently time flies when you’re having…
B***** is doing pretty well, in my opinion. There have been few problems with cancer treatment. Radiation has become routine and the oral chemotherapy has lead to only mild nausea that is treated with medication. She’s usually tired but that can easily be attributed to the rigors of therapy and a somewhat broken sleep pattern. Going to the bathroom is still an effort, in that she has to transfer to the wheelchair, then the commode, then the wheelchair, then back to bed, and so going to the bathroom in the middle of the night leaves her wide awake afterwards. Last night she slept straight through, which should translate to more energy today.
She had an ‘assessment’ a couple of days ago to mark her completing her fourth week here in rehab. The therapist said she’d made tremendous progress. I’ve been easing back into work and my new role as temporary mom for a week or so and as a result I’ve not been around during her therapy sessions. So, I was very surprised to learn yesterday that in her recent walking (using one of those ‘walkers’ for balance), she has not had a therapist moving her left leg. A therapist is present to monitor her technique and to make sure she doesn’t fall, but B***** is doing the walking on her own. I knew better than to bet against her walking out of here. I’m also told that therapy on her left arm is going well, and I know she enjoys and benefits from her daily hour of pool therapy. All this seems to be working for her and so we were glad to learn that she’ll be here for at least another week. As much as she would like to be home, the inpatient therapy is much more extensive than what she’d experience as an outpatient.
I was present at therapy today and I was blown away at how well she’s doing. She walked (with the walker) unaided for about 50 feet, which is incredible when you realize that it wasn’t long ago that she was having a hard time just standing. She’s also made great progress in various exercises that are done on a mat, including rolling over, kneeling up, etc. I’d not seen her during therapy in about a week and she’s accomplished so much that I’m amazed and encouraged about the prospect for further improvement.
Before I forget, I want to thank you all so much for having inundated her with cards. No matter how difficult the therapy might be, having a bunch of cards brought to her in the middle of the day is a huge boost. After she reads them, we hang them on a louvered shade on the inside of her window. She now has so many cards on that window that we have to double them up. She’s even received cards from people she doesn’t know, either former students or “prayer partners” of some of you on our list. It’s wonderful.
If I might make another request it would be for pictures. Some people have included pictures of kids, etc., and a former classmate and good friend sent a picture from graduation, something that had been saved for over 30 years. Her cousin L** sent a picture of herself, her daughter, and her granddaughter. As an aside, B***** and I had our first “date” at L**’s daughter’s Baptism, many moons ago. Talk about bringing you back.
Anyway, I have started affixing tape to the back of photos and putting them on the wall. You would be amazed at what this does to the room. Seeing all those smiling faces is a great reminder of everyone who’s pulling for B***** and saying so may prayers for her. So, I would really appreciate another round of cards, in particular one that included some “happy” snapshots of all of you. If you send B***** pictures of you all having fun it’ll be just like you’re in the room with her. Even, or maybe particularly, if she doesn’t know you.
On other fronts, B*****'s brother B****** and his wife L*** are in town for several days, helping me with running errands and also stocking our refrigerator and freezer with so much home-cooked food that the boys and I will be set for a long, long time to come. L*** even made a huge pot of chicken soup and then split it into smaller portions for freezing so that B***** will have the “cure” should she not be feeling well while on one of her occasional trips home.
We had one of those trips today, after enjoying a nice lunch at one of our favorite barbeque restaurants (*********). Tomorrow is an “off” day at the rehab center, so we’ll get a nice, early start toward home again.
The boys are all fine. S**** and K***** went to tonight’s Aggie football game and young A******, who will be born in just under four weeks, got to experience a nice night of college football. And we won, too.
R***** is fine. He spent the night watching football on TV.
K****** missed a few days of school this past week, having contracted a virus. He’s doing better now and met up with some good friends yesterday evening when his former high school, ************, came up to play ******* High. He enjoys going to St. ******’s High School and will probably start running with the cross country team on Monday. No Labor Day vacation for schools or A&M down here.
C***** is enjoying and doing well in school also. He is playing football, and last evening his team defeated Mt. Carmel (visiting from Houston), 15-0. C**** got in for just a few plays because he joined the team late in the preseason. He understands that people who were there for all the Texas summer two-a-day practices earned the right to play, but he expects his playing time to increase. He thinks he’s pretty good. Just as I don’t bet against B*****'s determination I’m not betting against C****.
There’s not much to report for me. I’ve been going back to work, bit by bit. My coworkers have been great in taking care of things and my local friends and department colleagues have been very supportive. I’ve been staying at home with the boys most nights, with occasional stays on weekend nights at the rehab center so that I can get Liz out the door earlier on “travel” days. I also got a VERY short haircut with the assistance of my barber Leonard, but B***** asked me to let it grow back. Apparently, Yul Brynner need not fear competition from my good looks. Some of the nurses here told her she should start calling me Mr. Clean. They’re all ganging up on me.
On a serious note, I want to thank you all again for your continued support and prayers. We are humbled by the love that has been shown and we are praying for all of you, too. I look at prayers as “gifts” and I hope that you receive the blessings you all deserve. I’m praying for a miracle – B****'s healing – and also for miracles in all of your lives. God takes care of us all, in ways big and small. Sometimes He acts through us, both for us and for other people, and I’m actively looking for ways to do my part.
Y’all take care. Love one another.
B***** and the gang
As always, I'll forward the link to this update, so if you would like to leave any comments for my family, go ahead and do it. :)
Howdy, all! This is a long one.
Warm, September greetings from the St. ****** Rehab Center. I don’t know where August went, but apparently time flies when you’re having…
B***** is doing pretty well, in my opinion. There have been few problems with cancer treatment. Radiation has become routine and the oral chemotherapy has lead to only mild nausea that is treated with medication. She’s usually tired but that can easily be attributed to the rigors of therapy and a somewhat broken sleep pattern. Going to the bathroom is still an effort, in that she has to transfer to the wheelchair, then the commode, then the wheelchair, then back to bed, and so going to the bathroom in the middle of the night leaves her wide awake afterwards. Last night she slept straight through, which should translate to more energy today.
She had an ‘assessment’ a couple of days ago to mark her completing her fourth week here in rehab. The therapist said she’d made tremendous progress. I’ve been easing back into work and my new role as temporary mom for a week or so and as a result I’ve not been around during her therapy sessions. So, I was very surprised to learn yesterday that in her recent walking (using one of those ‘walkers’ for balance), she has not had a therapist moving her left leg. A therapist is present to monitor her technique and to make sure she doesn’t fall, but B***** is doing the walking on her own. I knew better than to bet against her walking out of here. I’m also told that therapy on her left arm is going well, and I know she enjoys and benefits from her daily hour of pool therapy. All this seems to be working for her and so we were glad to learn that she’ll be here for at least another week. As much as she would like to be home, the inpatient therapy is much more extensive than what she’d experience as an outpatient.
I was present at therapy today and I was blown away at how well she’s doing. She walked (with the walker) unaided for about 50 feet, which is incredible when you realize that it wasn’t long ago that she was having a hard time just standing. She’s also made great progress in various exercises that are done on a mat, including rolling over, kneeling up, etc. I’d not seen her during therapy in about a week and she’s accomplished so much that I’m amazed and encouraged about the prospect for further improvement.
Before I forget, I want to thank you all so much for having inundated her with cards. No matter how difficult the therapy might be, having a bunch of cards brought to her in the middle of the day is a huge boost. After she reads them, we hang them on a louvered shade on the inside of her window. She now has so many cards on that window that we have to double them up. She’s even received cards from people she doesn’t know, either former students or “prayer partners” of some of you on our list. It’s wonderful.
If I might make another request it would be for pictures. Some people have included pictures of kids, etc., and a former classmate and good friend sent a picture from graduation, something that had been saved for over 30 years. Her cousin L** sent a picture of herself, her daughter, and her granddaughter. As an aside, B***** and I had our first “date” at L**’s daughter’s Baptism, many moons ago. Talk about bringing you back.
Anyway, I have started affixing tape to the back of photos and putting them on the wall. You would be amazed at what this does to the room. Seeing all those smiling faces is a great reminder of everyone who’s pulling for B***** and saying so may prayers for her. So, I would really appreciate another round of cards, in particular one that included some “happy” snapshots of all of you. If you send B***** pictures of you all having fun it’ll be just like you’re in the room with her. Even, or maybe particularly, if she doesn’t know you.
On other fronts, B*****'s brother B****** and his wife L*** are in town for several days, helping me with running errands and also stocking our refrigerator and freezer with so much home-cooked food that the boys and I will be set for a long, long time to come. L*** even made a huge pot of chicken soup and then split it into smaller portions for freezing so that B***** will have the “cure” should she not be feeling well while on one of her occasional trips home.
We had one of those trips today, after enjoying a nice lunch at one of our favorite barbeque restaurants (*********). Tomorrow is an “off” day at the rehab center, so we’ll get a nice, early start toward home again.
The boys are all fine. S**** and K***** went to tonight’s Aggie football game and young A******, who will be born in just under four weeks, got to experience a nice night of college football. And we won, too.
R***** is fine. He spent the night watching football on TV.
K****** missed a few days of school this past week, having contracted a virus. He’s doing better now and met up with some good friends yesterday evening when his former high school, ************, came up to play ******* High. He enjoys going to St. ******’s High School and will probably start running with the cross country team on Monday. No Labor Day vacation for schools or A&M down here.
C***** is enjoying and doing well in school also. He is playing football, and last evening his team defeated Mt. Carmel (visiting from Houston), 15-0. C**** got in for just a few plays because he joined the team late in the preseason. He understands that people who were there for all the Texas summer two-a-day practices earned the right to play, but he expects his playing time to increase. He thinks he’s pretty good. Just as I don’t bet against B*****'s determination I’m not betting against C****.
There’s not much to report for me. I’ve been going back to work, bit by bit. My coworkers have been great in taking care of things and my local friends and department colleagues have been very supportive. I’ve been staying at home with the boys most nights, with occasional stays on weekend nights at the rehab center so that I can get Liz out the door earlier on “travel” days. I also got a VERY short haircut with the assistance of my barber Leonard, but B***** asked me to let it grow back. Apparently, Yul Brynner need not fear competition from my good looks. Some of the nurses here told her she should start calling me Mr. Clean. They’re all ganging up on me.
On a serious note, I want to thank you all again for your continued support and prayers. We are humbled by the love that has been shown and we are praying for all of you, too. I look at prayers as “gifts” and I hope that you receive the blessings you all deserve. I’m praying for a miracle – B****'s healing – and also for miracles in all of your lives. God takes care of us all, in ways big and small. Sometimes He acts through us, both for us and for other people, and I’m actively looking for ways to do my part.
Y’all take care. Love one another.
B***** and the gang
As always, I'll forward the link to this update, so if you would like to leave any comments for my family, go ahead and do it. :)
Top 100 Songs Meme
I saw this at Barb's and Esther's, and can't resist wasting time on it.
Here's the key:
- Bold = I loved it!
- Underlined = I liked it
- Strikeout = I hated it!
Top 100 Songs of 1988
1. Faith, George Michael
2. Need You Tonight, INXS
3. Got My Mind Set On You, George Harrison
4. Never Gonna Give You Up, Rick Astley
5. Sweet Child O' Mine, Guns N' Roses
6. So Emotional, Whitney Houston
7. Heaven Is A Place On Earth, Belinda Carlisle (but not so much now)
8. Could've Been, Tiffany
9. Hands To Heaven, Breathe
10. Roll With It, Steve Winwood
11. One More Try, George Michael
12. Wishing Well, Terence Trent d'Arby
13. Anything For You, Gloria Estefan and the Miami Sound Machine
14. The Flame, Cheap Trick
15. Get Outta My Dreams, Get Into My Car, Billy Ocean
16. Seasons Change, Expose
17. Is This Love, Whitesnake
18. Wild, Wild West, Escape Club
19. Pour Some Sugar On Me, Def Leppard
20. I'll Always Love You, Taylor Dayne
21. Man In The Mirror, Michael Jackson
22. Shake Your Love, Debbie Gibson
23. Simply Irresistible, Robert Palmer
24. Hold On To The Nights, Richard Marx
25. Hungry Eyes, Eric Carnen
26. Shattered Dreams, Johnny Hates Jazz
27. Father Figure, George Michael
28. Naughty Girls (Need Love Too), Samantha Fox (porn star rock? ick)
29. A Groovy Kind Of Love, Phil Collins
30. Love Bites, Def Leppard (not so much any more - too tied to my ex)
31. Endless Summer Nights, Richard Marx
32. Foolish Beat, Debbie Gibson
33. Where Do Broken Hearts Go, Whitney Houston
34. Angel, Aerosmith
35. Hazy Shade Of Winter, Bangles (still!)
36. The Way You Make Me Feel, Michael Jackson
37. Don't Worry, Be Happy, Bobby McFerrin
38. Make Me Lose Control, Eric Carnen
39. Red Red Wine, UB40
40. She's Like The Wind, Patric Swayze
41. Bad Medicine, Bon Jovi
42. Kokomo, Beach Boys
43. I Don't Wanna Go On With You Like That, Elton John (can't listen to this guy any more, though)
44. Together Forever, Rick Astley (Opie, Aunt Bea is callling!)
45. Monkey, George Michael
46. Devil Inside, INXS
47. Should've Known Better, Richard Marx
48. I Don't Wanna Live Without Your Love, Chicago
49. The Loco-Motion, Kylie Minogue (I like the original, too)
50. What Have I Done To Deserve This?, Pet Shop Boys and Dusty Springfield
51. Make It Real, Jets
52. What's On Your Mind, Information Society
53. Tell It To My Heart, Taylor Dayne
54. Out Of The Blue, Debbie Gibson
55. Don't You Want Me, Jody Watley
56. Desire, U2 (still great!!)
57. I Get Weak, Belinda Carlisle
58. Sign Your Name, Terence Trent d'Arby
59. I Want To Be Your Man, Roger
60. Girlfriend, Pebbles
61. Dirty Diana, Michael Jackson
62. 1-2-3, Gloria Estefan and Miami Sound Machine
63. Mercedes Boy, Pebbles
64. Perfect World, Huey Lewis and the News (Okay, I admit that I can't remember this clearly, but it's Huey Lewis!! I am sure I loved it.)
65. New Sensation, INXS
66. Catch Me (I'm Falling), Pretty Poison
67. If It Isn't Love, New Edition
68. Rocket 2 U, Jets
69. One Good Woman, Peter Cetera
70. Don't Be Cruel, Cheap Trick
71. Candle In The Wind, Elton John
72. Everything Your Heart Desires, Daryl Hall and John Oates
73. Say You Will , Foreigner
74. I Want Her, Keith Sweat
75. Pink Cadillac, Natalie Cole
76. Fast Car, Tracy Chapman
77. Electric Blue, Icehouse
78. The Valley Road, Bruce Hornsby and The Range
79. Don't Be Cruel, Bobby Brown
80. Always On My Mind, Pet Shop Boys
81. Piano In The Dark, Brenda Russell Featuring Joe Esposito
82. When It's Love, Van Halen
83. Don't Shed A Tear, Paul Carrack
84. We'll Be Together, Sting
85. I Hate Myself For Loving You, Joan Jett and The Blackhearts
86. I Don't Want To Live Without You, Foreigner
87. Nite And Day, Al B. Sure
88. Don't You Know What The Night Can Do, Steve Winwood
89. One Moment In Time, Whitney Houston
90. Can't Stay Away From You, Gloria Estefan and Miami Sound Machine
91. Kissing A Fool, George Michael
92. Cherry Bomb, John Cougar Mellancamp
93. I Still Believe, Brenda K. Starr
94. I Found Someone, Cher
95. Never Tear Us Apart, INXS
96. Valerie, Steve Windwood
97. Just Like Paradise, David Lee Roth
98. Nothin' But A Good Time, Poison
99. Wait, White Lion
100. Prove Your Love, Taylor Dayne
I'd like to tag Soccer Dad. He'd use this list.
Carnival!
A Catholic Mom Climbing the Pillars is our hostess this week. (The hostess with the mostest!) Check out the Catholic Carnival at her blog, and be sure to check out the following posts
- Do you give thanks for everything in life, good and bad? It's hard to remember to thank God for the things that happen to us that we see as a burden, but Sarah's post on thankfulness for car troubles (which gave me a mental image that brought tears to my eyes) puts it in perspective for us. The post is not very long, but it is really lovely.
- "Brothers and sisters: You have not approached that which could be touched and a blazing fire and gloomy darkness and storm and a trumpet blast and a voice speaking words such that those who heard begged that no message be further addressed to them. No, you have approached Mount Zion and the city of the living God, the heavenly Jerusalem, and countless angels in festal gathering, and the assembly of the firstborn enrolled in heaven, and God the judge of all, and the spirits of the just made perfect, and Jesus, the mediator of a new covenant, and the sprinkled blood that speaks more eloquently than that of Abel." I saw a reference to the Mass in the second reading this past Sunday, but Kevin at Heart, Mind & Strength has a post that ties in Evangilum Vitae with that same reading.
- I remember seeing an Evangelical preacher once who talked about the moment he realized that Christ died for him. His pastor read John 3:16 this way to him: "For God so loved David that He sent His only begotten Son..." It was a very powerful way to have that verse presented, and I've never forgotten it. In this post, Brother Joseph does something beautiful with Psalm 139 that makes it read even more like a love poem than usual: he inserts his own name - and encourages us to do the same.
- Sunday's readings seemed to have quite the effect on people. For me, I really did see a big reference to the difference in our worship today (the Mass) and the worship of the Israelites at Mount Sinai. Above, I referenced Kevin's post, which showed the connection he saw between the readings and Evangilum Vitae, and now I'll reference Barb's post that summarizes her pastor's homily. Is the party you're throwing about gaining the approval of someone, or gaining the approval of Someone?
Of course, there are even more posts than this, which is why I'm telling you to get over to Ebeth's blog and see it all. (She's got some very lovely pictures, as well.)
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