~ faith in God, because we cannot understand everything.
~ hope for those who see little to look forward to.
~ those who are ailing physically, emotionally, and spiritually.
~ a strong supernatural outlook in the face of unpleasant events.
~ a meaningful celebration of the Feast of Christ the King.
~ an Advent Season that will prepare us to welcome the Child Jesus with much hope and joy.
~ When I was busy going over our closets looking for clothes to donate to typhoon victims, I realized how little we actually need to live, how much greater we think we need, and the difference between the two.
~ Bins, baskets, binders, and organizers can only work if we actually use them. Properly. Habitually. Consistently.
~ When your daughter tells you pointblank that you need to exercise, you probably do J.
I can’t remember now why my desk has accumulated so much clutter that I could barely see a few square inches of bare desktop. But yes, that was how it was until I decided that no way could I homeschool and run the house with my desk looking that way. Flylady has her shiny sink, I have my clean and uncluttered desk. So I delegated dinner preparations to free up time so that I could bring back some decency into my workstation.
It didn’t take long, actually; so much for procrastination. Still, the huge clean-up was unnecessary had I picked up after myself and returned things where I got them; so much for underutilized organizers.
We live in the tropics where drinking water is at its best when it is cold. There is no substitute for cold water, not chilled beer, not ice-cold soda, and not even cold buco (young coconut) juice. To me, cold drinking water is one unheralded hero, a blessing taken for granted.
… my daughter singing along with a CD. I think she has good sense of rhythm, but if I tell her so, she will probably start being self-conscious and stop singing.
This is not very easy to understand, but I hope to finish it. For example: “Human suffering evokes compassion; it also evokes respect, and in its own way it intimidates.”
I finished reading the first book about two weeks ago and the second book, just the other day. Both are very engaging and thought-provoking, and both were written by ordinary people who responded extraordinarily to human suffering. I hope to do a post about the lessons that I learned from these two fine books.
What I am actually prompted to do is stop wandering around the web for “Christmas ideas”. There is only one Christmas idea and that’s the hope that the birth of a Little Child brings to mankind.
This Christmas, I will trust my God-guided instincts and family traditions. I don’t us to miss the angels’ singing and the Baby’s cooing and gurgling and smiling.
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.