Wednesday, August 31, 2011
Tuesday, August 30, 2011
Today is the first day of school, for the little ones. Why the stipulation? My oldest is already at college and immersed in courses and college life.
Today is a new day; a new beginning. But aren't they all?
For some people World Youth Day was a stepping off point. A place where their faith got a start. For others it was a stepping stone along the road to a deeper faith. How lucky for both they were in Madrid. But it doesn't have to end at the vigil. Like the best of business practices, it can be applied to every situation, each and every day. Offering new beginnings with each sunrise.
Monday, August 29, 2011
The term aftermath is a strange one: after and math. Happening later and an accounting.
Irene: After 8 hours of no power, our aftermath is a yard full of downed branches. We are very fortunate. For two of our neighbors have a multitude of toppled trees in their yards. Some hitting garages, others making huge messes. Thankfully no one was hurt.
World Youth Day: The aftermath is not as cut and dry as that of a windy rain storm that brings about no substantive damage. It lingers and infiltrates life from WYD forward. Nothing will be the same. I am not the same. After experiencing pilgrimage, no one can be the same.
Sunday, August 28, 2011
For the next week, maybe more, now that I am home, and at a familiar keyboard, I'll be posting pictures World Youth Day.
Irene is coming. Irene is coming. It's all over the news. With each rain drop that falls and leaf that blows, I wonder, Is this it? Is this the start? And so we wait. Like we did in Madrid. Waiting for the Pope, the Stations of the Cross, the Vigil Mass. A lot of waiting, preparing -- carrying enough water, having enough food, and sun screen.
Funny this weeks gospel is all about waiting and being prepared, for we know not when He is coming. Be Prepared.
Saturday, August 27, 2011
God gives us the strength to deal with adversity when it arrives at our door step. Regardless of its shape, size or weather pattern.
Friday, August 26, 2011
But I shake the sand from my sandals and look forward to what God has in store for me. Something big, something bright, something exciting -- I just know it. Mother of Montserrat, pray for us.
Thursday, August 25, 2011
Wednesday, August 24, 2011
Tuesday, August 23, 2011
See the person with rubber prayer bracelets on her wrists, covered in the blue rain poncho, holding an umbrella? C'est moi. I recognized me by the bracelets. It was a night to always remember.
Especially since the Pope was advised to leave, as there was no cover for him to take shelter under. He said, No -- that he would wait out the storm and resume the service.
For the next two days we will be in Barcelona where we will have Mass at the cathedral.
I have a new room mate for this leg of the trip. It's interesting to hear a new perspective of the pilgrimage. A blessing.
Monday, August 22, 2011
Sunday, August 21, 2011
As the sun came up I watched as groups around us awoke, packed up and left. I saw the wisdom of their planning. As two million Catholics would be flooding into the streets and metro system after the final blessing. And when another Boston group departed one of our young adults went with them, for health reasons. Better to not to walk in the 102 temperatures for a second day.
When Leslee awoke she was informed of our young adult's decision and she too made the decision to leave early, before Mass, for safety and health. And as I walked back into my hotel room, and turned on the TV, the Mass was just starting -- perfect timing. I dumped off my backpack, and watched.
Saturday, August 20, 2011
Friday, August 19, 2011
Thursday, August 18, 2011
Wednesday, August 17, 2011
Tuesday, August 16, 2011
Monday, August 15, 2011
World Youth Day is for the young in all of us.
Sunday, August 14, 2011
Saturday, August 13, 2011
Clock at Night
For the past two nights since then when I wake up in the middle of the night, first thing I do is lay here and listen. Hope-filled that the nocturnal visitor would return. The anticipation adds a bit of spice to the insomnia.
Friday, August 12, 2011
The girls don't share my love of agar. In setting up the two plates for the last experiment in their genetics kit I thought they would mutiny.
It's interesting to note the similarity and differences between us.
Thursday, August 11, 2011
Peaks For Parkinson's: Pray for those who suffer from Parkinson's. In memory of Uncle Peter
St George Parish: Pray. World Youth Day 2011
Wednesday, August 10, 2011
Yesterday, a job interview at her pending college, she drove us. An hour there; an hour back... She drove well. She negotiated the city and the highway through traffic and construction. She didn't like the construction; but who does. She found parking place, interviewed, got the job and then drove us home.
Almost home, I realized that she was no longer mine. That she was in the driver's seat. Almost home she realized just how easy it was to drive off to college.
Now if the packing were as easy as the drive.
Got soap? Got contacts? Got coffee? You got the picture.