Tag: #faith journey

10.18.2023

44⁰F S@13mph SR0720 SS1815

Morning Offering given

Village quiet

Coffee good

The man sleeps

Day #6 Intermittent Fasting… continue to work on drinking more water and increase walking.  Knee pain continues to be an issue. Not at all impressed with the recipes on this program nor the new age words they are using to coach or the assumption everyone struggles to fast. But there are some good things as well. No results as yet, but I am told that’s normal.

Another very interesting Bible Study class. No class next week.

DS#2 arrived yesterday. He mowed the lawn and gathered all the lawn furniture. It is now put away for the season. It’s so nice to have the help to get it done.

No word from friend HenryLinda after their move. A week today since they left.

Need to get 2 Hibiscus in the ground and 4 rose bushes moved. St. Francis should come in for the winter. Horseradish should be dug.

Need to have: hearing aides checked and updated, November cards ready, pick up paint for the office, trim paint for the house, car washed/vacuumed, and go to confession

K… ck with A for your stuff.

The Church struggles today. The parishioners struggle. It is hard to believe (at times) there is any interest in the parishioners other than the gaining of their $$. When is the last time your minister knocked on your door, called you on the phone, or even sent a txt? When was the last time you did this to them? What used to be set in stone isn’t any longer. At times, it seems to be the thought that those who continue as they were taught are considered ridged and judgemental. While reading Exodus, when Moses went up on Mt Sinai for 40 days and nights, he returned to find the people doing their own thing. I was thinking if that was today… someone would have canceled Moses and replaced him with someone less demanding. Someone who wouldn’t return to the mountain to get the 2nd copy of the commandments.

Know you are prayed for.

10.14.2023

46⁰F NNE@13mph SR0715 SS1821

Morning Offering given

Village wet and grateful for rain

Coffee good

The man sleeps

New furnace is quiet something called two stages, which keeps fan blowing. All I know is it is comfortable in here.

Making a quick trip to IA this morning and back.

Looking forward to having supper with the boy at 5 tonight… New Mexican place in Sparta.

Yesterday, I started intermittent fasting with the Body Fast app. I think this might help me get serious and lose some weight… 100# to be exact. Now to get those measurements done.

Scripture… 1 Corinthians 6:19-20, 10:31, 3:16-17, 12:27, 15:44; Roman’s 12:1-2; 1 Tim 4:8, 5:23, Matt 6:22-23; Phillipians 1:20; Psalm 100:3; Roman’s 12:4; Genesis 35:11-12; and more. https://www.openbible.info/topics/our_bodies_being_temples

Pulled Made to Crave off the bookshelf. Time to read it again.

Question… can acedia be the issue?

Know you are prayed for.

St. John the Baptist Montello, WI

Yesterday, we attended 10am Mass here. We were greeted by many on the way in.

The visiting priest informed us of his village in India.

The Rosary was said before mass in a reverent, beautiful way by someone whose voice inflections told you they had talked with our Lady many times previous.

The fall bazaar was in its 2 day. Snagged a couple awesome items.

Everyone friendly & welcoming.

The Baptist would have liked this church. No frill, no fuss, the only focus on the altar…the body of Christ.

Keep your eyes on Jesus.

10.09.2023

36⁰ F NW@14mph SR0704 SS1824

Morning Offering given

Frost advisory on the lake

My time here on Buffalo Lake comes to an end this morning.  This time with my friend S has been so relaxing.  Mass at the local Catholic church and time at the National Shrine of St. Philomena uplifting.  I am blessed and have been blessed to be able to spend a weekend like this with other Catholic moms.  I smile as many of us are empty nest moms moving into our next stage of life, knowing full well the waters are uncharted.  Some things we always thought would be suddenly nowhere in the future.

I look to Our Lady and the stages in her life as a mother.  Most fraught with hard work and sadness. She kept going forward. Making her way, keeping her eyes on Jesus.  May that always be my choice as well… keeping my eyes on Jesus.

Know you are prayed for.

Buffalo Lake Montello, WI

10.04.2023

70⁰ F SW@12mph SR0703  SS1839

Morning Offering given

Village quiet

Coffee aroma infiltrating the house. The taste is ambrosia.

12 years ago, I came across the most wonderful smelling plant. The giant blooms looked like trumpets. The colors were glorious. I studied it and found it was 100% poison. I wanted one. The man brought one home a couple weeks ago. It sits on my front porch. I will try this winter to keep it alive. It over winters in a dark basement till spring.

Angel’s trumpet is a very poisonous plant, causing intense hallucinations, seizures, and even death in the most severe cases. This plant can also cause poisoning through various routes. You can get poisoned by touching, inhaling, or eating almost any part of an angel’s trumpet. The intoxicating scents are variously described as musk, lemon, mint, lily, hyacinth, citrus, jasmine, gardenia, and more. Regardless, the fragrance is most noticeable on warm summer evenings. (WI Hort. EDU)

We humans are fickle and vain. We want beauty, comfort, adoration, and power. We want it knowing it will poison us. This plant reminds me of that defect in my character.

Tread carefully, my friend. satan entices with beauty and power but can only survive in dark dormant places.

Know you are prayed for.

09.22.2023

59⁰F overcast SE@11mph SR0650 SS1900

Morning Offering given

Village peaceful

Coffee good

The man sleeps… he should, worked hard yesterday.

Nice meal@ Peck’s with B last evening.

Hearing test this morning and pulmonary consultation… they suspect sleep apnea.

Cadi in the shop. Getting time to put her away for the winter.

New wheels picked up yesterday. Ford Expedition XLT. Our old one is over 300,000, time to replace it. Can’t trust it for long trips with that many miles on it.

Vivid in color, dreaming last night. In my dreams, we were moving to some place with a quaint small church that had a retired old school priest and was just receiving a priest who has been contemplating his vocation. The old one lived in a ramshackle rectory with a daily housekeeper coming in from the nearby village. The new one complained of everything, including the old style confessional that always seemed to have a penitent kneeling outside of it and the study that always seemed to have a parishioner waiting for advice or just conversation.

The old priest had assigned the new one these two duties for the next 90 days. With instruction to be readily available regardless of time of day, as in his words, “sin and loneliness,” don’t keep regular hours, and this will teach you how to “die to self.”

Unfortunately, I woke and will never know the rest of the story. But I will ponder dying to self.

Romans 6:6; John 3:3,36; 2 Corinthians 5:17; 1 Peter 1:23; Galatians 2:20

Know you are prayed for.

09.18.2023

46⁰F SSE@7mph SR0645 SS1909

Morning Offering given

Village silent

Coffee

Breakfast very good

Bow season opened with hunters testing sundown. Very hard to see camoed hunters on a dark roadside. They lived, so did I.

Monday morning is here… the to-do list is long.

Much improved this morning in the health department.

Test driven car won’t be good for what I need it for. The search continues.

Baby run last night, still waiting for outcome.

The funeral… very nice Protestant service in a Catholic church.

I keep waiting for the grief and sadness. Over the weekend, I realized I went thru that process for the loss of my entire family when my dad died years ago. I was devastated and depressed for quite some time. I hadn’t had contact since then except for superficial public moments. I grieved and accepted their deaths at that time. I tried. I failed. I confessed my faults/sins. I accepted the loss of what could have been if we hadn’t been so broken. I leave the door open.

Know you are prayed for.