At the eventide of our lives, we shall be judged on love.
~Saint John of the Cross
Moments of Gratitude
I am thankful for the start of a new week, and that we started it by celebrating the birthday of our Blessed Mother.
I am thankful that even if there are a lot of tasks undone around the house, like laundry and ironing and cleaning, I am blessed with the appliances and gadgets to deal with them. I am thinking about the days of old when all housework had to be done with one's bare hands.
I am thankful for the food in the ref and the pantry, the clothes in the closet, the roof over our heads, and for my husband who devotedly provides for his family.
I am thankful that because of faith, there are more solutions than problems.
My family went through Habagat, as we refer to the event now (althoughstrictly speaking, Habagat refers only to the southwest monsoon), unscathed. Of course, I am very thankful for that. But when tragedies like this happen -- and even when they don't; you walk the streets on a regular day and see enough poverty -- I get into this specific kind of thinking mode.
Have I been jaded by poverty, loneliness, and seeming sense of despair that is so commonplace around me?
What did I do to deserve a relatively and objectively good life? Luxury is alien to me, but by all standards, I have thus far lived with ENOUGH.
Am I raising my children to be sensitive and morally and socially responsible persons?
In the Kitchen
It would really make me a smug and accomplished housewife if I can get through this week without having to buy take-out food. There.
Around the House
At some point in the past, I read a lot of Flylady. Nope, I never got around to implementing even just a fraction of the wealth of her advice and tips on housekeeping (a topic for another post :-)). But yes, I remember that she had zones. She divided the house into zones, and assigned a zone that one should concentrate on for the week.
That makes great practical sense. You have a lot to do, you cannot not do anything, you can only do so much, and you cannot afford to be overwhelmed to the point of exasperation and immobility. So you focus on one area this week while just getting by in the others. Then you move on to another area next week.
Gosh, Flylady, I hope I got that right...
This week, I am working on my children's closets AND on making them keep their closets organized after I have done the initial work.
Too much for a week?
Regular reading got not so regular when Husband and I exchanged rooms with our daughters. I haven't really settled down in our new room. I am thinking though, that at any one time, I should have four books (and just four!) in my reading stack: one book for spiritual reading, one on family and/or the home, one education-related book, and one fiction book. The last one is optional.
Let's see how this goes.
Wandering Around the Web
Aw, okay, I know you have seen this, but one more time won't hurt!
I made this using Microsoft Publisher™ and posted it in my son's room, the latest of my strategies to get him to clean his room.
This post was originally linked with the Catholic Woman's Almanac, a Monday online linking activity started by Jenny who now blogs at The Littlest Way.