Joining Hallie again this week for Five Favorites, this week my theme (I’m better with themes for the moment) is favorite animated movies Dreamworks edition:
1. How to Train Your Dragon
2. Shark Tale
4. Monsters vs Aliens
Joining Maria for her weekly Meme Light in Darkness
This interview and and the book that inspired it (which is on my reading wish list). I’ve been a huge fan of Rod Dreher’s common sense conservatism and although he left the Church of Rome for the Church of the East, I still greatly value his religious insights as well. Rod Dreher’s The Little Way of Ruthie Leming tells the story of the hometown he left behind and the sister who stayed there and her eventual battle with cancer and death and Rod’s eventual move back and realizing the value of the life he left behind.
Ruthie’s life, Rod has mentioned several times on his blog, even after ending its earthly run, has changed others for the better. And Ruthie is indeed a light in our world, shining now through her brother, her hometown, and her story.
The interview/feature ends with this quote from Ruthie’s friend Ronnie Morgan, “…When I’m gone? The only thing that’s going to show up to say I was here is the people I left behind.” Followed by reporter Debbie Elliot’s addition, “… And the way they carry on in your absence. In the book, Dreher quotes Leming’s husband Mike telling a friend, ‘we’re leaning, but we’re leaning on each other.'”
May God give you someone to lean on today and always, may God teach us all the value of community either that we are born into or create ourselves.
1. Bacon. Why? Uh, hello…it’s BACON!
seriously y’all, it was incredibly awesome to be a part of ending the media black-out on Gosnell on Friday. And I saw so many amazing pro-lifers unite despite doctrinal differences and it was powerful. Just think what might happen if we all work together all the time.
3. Blue Bell Ice Cream
If you can get it and haven’t tried it, no excuses, yes it’s a bit pricey but you get a whole half gallon for that price. And if you live somewhere where you can’t get it, my condolences.
4. Recipes on facebook like this one. Wow we have some great stuff coming up in our house in the coming weeks thanks to friends sharing so many great recipes.
5. My New York Yankees
Because life comes before baseball on Tuesday night they are observed a moment of silence in honor of Boston and after the third inning they played Sweet Caroline.
They make me proud to be a fan of their team and Major League Baseball.
Then how do you explain a man like Kermit Gosnell? How do you explain in the unspeakable horror in which he perpetrated and how do you explain no media coverage of the event?
This is NOT the time to sit back and be the pro-life advocate who avoids the topic.
If the media can’t do their job, it’s up to the rest of us.
So, I’m gonna give a shout out to one journalist who could very well be risking his career to share an article on twitter.
Luke Russert may not be in a position to do much, but he is doing all he can. And instead of criticize we need to applaud him.
So take to social media and spread the word. Because if we cannot do even this…I fear for the future of the pro-life movement.
First off, if you haven’t started already, you need to be praying for Jen and Joe and baby Joseph. Joseph was born Monday and was put in the NICU at a different hospital from the one Jen delivered in for some breathing issues TOTALLY unrelated to the pulmonary embolisms Jen suffered in this pregnancy. Jen has been discharged but the hospital is 30 minutes from her home. His little lungs are having some trouble stabilizing so he REALLY needs some prayers. As do Mama, Daddy and the five eager siblings at home. And Jen has been unable to update her blog because of some kind of issues there too. Obviously that is not a priority, but it’s an annoyance when she doesn’t need it. You can keep up with her on twitter @conversiondiary if you want updates on baby Joseph.
Holy Cow, summer decided to show up here. We went from temps in the 30 last week to the 80s this week. So far my Joseph’s lungs seem to be tolerating the change as well as the pollen. Oh the pollen. Nothing like good ol yellow pine pollen to make one’s eyes swell and nasal passages close. Yeah, at least the azaleas will be out on time for the Azalea festival this weekend. First time in years they aren’t early.
So, I complained all about google reader and bloglovin’ and Randi, in the comments, gently nudged me toward trying feedly again. Well, it worked in the Chrome store this time and THANK YOU GOD IN HEAVEN I do not have to click on every link to open a new window anymore and no more crashing after five posts and real time updates. Happy, happy, joy, joy.
I was super good this week. I cleaned out my dresser, chest of drawers and closet and THEN I switched out all the kids’ clothes from winter to summer. Like I said, SUPER GOOD.
And in my cleaning I tried on some dresses that said medium or large. I am an XL. Not in height but, shape. I wear XL tops and 18 pants, shorts, skirts. So I figured these dresses were not going to make the cut. WRONG. THEY ALL FIT. I am sure this is part of the “we don’t tell you real sizes thing” but hey, I got to keep cute dresses, I’m good!
In I’m-a-great -parent- (NOT) news, after the wasp incident on Sunday, I forced a certain insect-phobic child to watch Bee Movie on Wednesday. Twice. I think it’s a cute movie that shows that good intentions can have very negative consequences. Which is something a lot of people need to remember in this crazy mixed up world we live in today.
Finally, because Nick Flynn taught a couple of workshops at my alma mater (they were grad school workshops and I was an undergrad phooey) and I’m just a nerd like this, an arty nerd, read this.
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God does not hate. He doesn’t. God only loves us. All his actions are out of love.
Hatred, no that’s human.
Christ loved those who crucified and mocked him. Those who spat on him and scourged him.
A friend of my husband’s sent me a message a while back on facebook about a person who had been a mutual friend of hers and my husband. I say “had” because she no longer chose to associate with him. And that was what she was messaging me about. She was upset and frustrated and then felt like a terrible person because she just could not deal with one more moment of his hatred which he cleverly chose to disguise in his evangelical Christianity.
And from the status updates and messages I got from him in the brief time we were acquainted, I’m not sure he loved anything but boy he surely did hate quite a bit. Let’s see there were gays and lesbians (their very existence, let’s not even wade into the current cases before the SCOTUS), foreigners–even those here legally (ironic because he married one, brought her to the US and then moved to her country because she couldn’t get work here), the poor, and Catholics (I’m leaving a lot out, quite a lot btw). Oh how he hates some Catholics. And he would try to be nice and friendly to me while sliding in some barb about, “It sure would be nice if I could talk to you like this in heaven.” (Oh his wife and in-laws are Catholic and he lives in a predominantly Catholic country now. There’s some irony for you.)
I live in the South, you see, so this kind of thing is not at all unusual to me. This is the land of the “Bless Your Heart” passive-aggression. If you’ve never heard of that southern novelist Lee Smith says it means you can say any ugly thing you like as long as you follow it up with, “Bless Your Heart!” Her favorite example, “Oh she’s SO overweight, bless her heart.” I dislike it, yes, but it’s not unusual, particularly when you consider the places my husband grew up and the people he grew up around, well, it’s downright commonplace.
This guy can quote you a Bible verse, any verse, in his sleep. But memorization doesn’t count for actually reading the good book. It doesn’t mean he learned that God is merciful. And God gives us His mercy and forgiveness if we ask even though we so do not deserve any of it. I’m pretty sure he memorized without reading the entire Gospel of Matthew. Particularly Jesus talking about the end times and how we are supposed to minister to those who are poor, hungry, sick and inprisoned…and not just the ones we like or the ones we know or the ones who are “good.”
What I told the woman who contacted me is that she should not feel guilty about no longer associating with him as numerous attempts by herself, myself and others had shown me his heart is simply not open to truth. I cannot tell you how many times I attempted to gently educate him on Mary, the saints and the power of intercessory prayer that resulted in him plugging his ears and merely singing loudly, “LA, LA, LA! I CAN’T HEAR YOU!” No longer speaking or facebooking with someone does not mean you don’t still think about and pray for this person. And prayer means loving them. Sometimes we have to do as Elizabeth Esther’s priest suggested to her in Confession when she was complaining about a fight she and her husband had about Catholicism, “You’re trying to do the Holy Spirit’s work…This is not your job.” The only one who can teach this person that God is love (also in the Bible 1 John 4:8) and not hatred is God himself. The Holy Spirit has to move his heart to realize that He never preached or taught hatred but rather commands us to love (John 13:34). Hatred is not of God at all. And to hate another in God’s name is to turn one’s back on Christ crucified in a most shameful manner. And to ignore the fact that He rose for ALL our sins. Because God is not fair, God is merciful and we could learn quite a bit about love when we stop to consider that.