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Five daily blogs about life's 5 big choices on five different sites.
Visiting today, here in Portland, Maine. On the phone last night my wife (and son) asked how my day was.
“I left the house at 7:30AM. I got to the Hotel room to finish the day’s activities at 8:30PM”, I said, not complaining, just stating the facts.
We all should feel blessed beyond measure for what we get and what we make of what we get.
Otherwise, life might get the best of us.
It’s a daily choice. Sometimes even an hour to hour or minute to minute choice.
Six months ago, I accepted our Pastor’s challenge to start everyday on my knees. Our Pastor would ask the congregation every Sunday, “How many of you started the day on your knees”?
Literally, no one’s hand went up. Over 1,000 people and no one? Impossible.
So, on April 1, 2009, I started. It’s been six months and I haven’t stopped. Does this make me a righteous person. Not even close.
Does it make me more mindful of each day being a special gift and privilege? Absolutely.
What’s stopping you? Seriously. How hard is it to do this every day. It isn’t. Which brings us back to the original point.
It’s been six months. And six months from now, it will have been a year. Six months from now will mean what to you?
Last night after delivering a Web Seminar, I picked up our third-grade son, like every other day. Except Wednesday, we have Catechism.
He’s a student and I’m a junior assistant deputy teacher. Miss Jane runs the class, and I sort of help by staying out of the way and pitching in here and there.
Anyway, our routine is a drive-through fast food place for dinner, eat on the way and in the parking lot. Clean ourselves up a bit. Class 6:30 – 7:45PM. Head home.
Our son could barely walk on his right leg, so we did not go.
We never know when he will have pain, where he will have pain (it migrates all over his body), or how long it will last.
It’s just a part of our landscape. We simply do the best we can, and keep moving forward.
Sundays during the school year, our Church offers Children’s Liturgy of the Word for Kindergarten through fifth grade. Two or three adult leaders form a team and lead a particular week each month.
The volunteer leaders perform various functions to help bring Mass down to an Elementary level and to engage the children differently (better) than the adult Mass.
My wife, a good friend, and I, lead 50-100 children through Children’s Liturgy every the fourth Sunday.
This past Sunday, for a variety of reasons, my wife Cheryl led it solo. Sixty-five children in all. She said they were incredibly well behaved. If you’ve never done this, you’d be amazed at how challenging it is.
We began volunteering in this ministry several years ago after a parishioner made a plea for more volunteers or the program would end.
Funny how life puts things in your path. This experience has me delivering homilies (sermons). Who would have ever thought? Me? You’ve got to be kidding.
Have been following a friend’s recent journey with cancer. Her brother-in-law, who lives with her and her husband, was recently diagnosed with cancer – seems like less than a month ago.
Waking at 3:30AM this morning, with coffee in hand, fired up the laptops for the morning routine. Checked several social media “Favorites”, including Facebook.
My friend posted this update regarding her beloved brother-in-law: “He walked softly out the door with Jesus a few minutes ago”.
Moments like these are constant reminders that life is fragile, and an incomprehensible gift.
That life is painfully challenging and gloriously wonderful.