Can't sleep, that stinks more than I can articulate. This week has been really tough on me sleep wise. I am not even sure it has anything to do with the cookin' child either. More like the second eldest who has decided it is completely appropriate to wake up every three hours, and a mom who is unable to fall back asleep quickly. Anyway, 4:00 am has pretty much become my norm of being up and not being able to fall back asleep. You know, till about six, when the kids get up! Then, I am all sorts of ready to sleep ;)
You might want to skip ahead to three. You've been warned. Who are we kidding? You're not skipping ahead. Well, here goes.
I am SO SICK of professional Church workers, who receive a PAYCHECK from the Catholic Church, entrusted to hand down the Deposit of Faith as defined by the Catholic Church, who instead hand down their own twisted version of what that means. OR, better yet, those that are actually aggressive towards the ACTUAL Church and don't seem to like it very much. I am SO sick of them. Like, So.sick. And here's the thing, YOU AREN'T A PROPHET. Actually, you are a heretic. Don't get it twisted. Thanks, I feel better.
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Now, I am not one who gets all, "'throw them stones'- like" when it comes to wealth inequality (newsflash- while you are freaking out about the top two percent, please remember most of you are living in a reality of the WORLD'S top five percent). However, I have spent some time thinking about what I think is excess, both in my personal life (maybe more on that later) and in the reality of the American Catholic Church (i.e. building expansions, the way some priests/bishops live, etc...). Anyway, I really think Pope Francis is going to give a tremendous witness when it comes to this. I REALLY think we are going to be challenged to consider the 'needs' in our lives instead of the wants. The crisis of conscience that some of us faithful might have to go through will be difficult. Stay tuned.
Yikes, these are all turning out to be a little soap box-y. So, I love me some World Youth Day. I mean LOVE me some (for those of you that might not be Catholics, WYDs are international gatherings of Catholic youth, that happen every 2-3 years, and generally draw crowds of a million or more). WYDs were significant in my life and the lives of so many others. I would not be a youth minister, would not have the faith I have, etc...if it weren't for these beautiful gatherings. However, I have struggled to defend the resources that go into putting on such a massive event (and getting pilgrims there), but have allowed that to rest in the back of my mind. With our new pope first asking his countrymen not to attend his installment as bishop and now asking his countrymen not to attend his papal installment...because he believes the money should go to the poor...it kind of makes me wonder. I am REALLY curious how he is going to respond to WYD. Any thoughts?
FACT- Aaron Christopher Wilkerson II is a comedian. I mean an honest to goodness comedian. He says things in funny voices, he loves to make me/others laugh, and laughing seems to be his favorite thing (especially at naptime). I am falling in love with this kid more and more everyday.
Speaking of falling in love with one's children, we have an official crawler, which causes me much anxiety. Our hardwood/ceramic tile floors make for a hazardous wasteland when it comes to children exploring their new found mobility. Here's hoping for no more emergency trips.
Last weekend, I was driving on the highway and got turned around, and while checking my GPS, I took my eyes off the road for a few seconds. Stopped traffic in front of me was unexpected and so, through poor reaction choices, I ended up skidding, my car turning all the way to the left, then because I overcompensated, flipping around to the right. When I stopped, I was facing oncoming traffic. Two things. 1) The car behind me stopped, and instead of being a jerk about it, the man (though the window) waved and mouthed, 'you're okay'...sometimes people rock a lot. 2) Life is incredibly short and we do not know how long we have to live on this planet.
Nothing happened, I am not trying to be dramatic...but as I calmed myself down, and started to drive away, I thought a lot about what COULD have happened,where my soul's at, and do my husband/children know how much I love them every minute of everyday? Anyway. Good stuff to reflect on.
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