Here comes the Son!

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That smile in the crowd that says “I’m ready!”

 

It can be a daunting thing to cut your first cake, on your First Holy Communion Day, but she rocked it!  God bless you my precious goddaughter, this very special weekend and always.

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Growing in Faith, Hope and Love

While social media as of late as been a source of stress and turmoil, today it was a reminder of faith  hope and love, growing together with my newest best friend, my husband Brian.  A 5 year video celebrating our “friendversary” popped up on my wall.  The pictures reminded me that we have lived a lifetime in these brief 5 years: married; got pregnant and lost a baby; buried two parents-  a parent a piece;  changed jobs; embarked on new careers; made new friends; celebrated friends’ children’s weddings; sold a house and found a new spiritual home…

All the things you usually get to experience over a 40 year period God gave to us in a much shorter period, and through them strengthened us in the faith, hope and love and the sacrament we share.  I guess my point is that it’s not the amount of time you’re given with someone, but what you do with it, where you let yourselves be led that makes it full.  

And then of course there is Buddy, what a full, beautiful experience this life is! Thank you for the reminder FB.

New insight on a classic! 

Korean Martyrs Catholic Church Atlanta 24th Sun Ordinary Time 


Gospel according to St. Luke 15:1-32 -The Parable of the Prodigal Son

“Any real love makes you terribly vulnerable / God’s loves for us brought Him pain and suffering.”


“…This parable is unusual as it repeats a line twice. Jesus usually doesn’t repeat- he is usually very straight to the point, so let us listen,’…My son was lost and now is found, he was dead and now has come back to life.’ Rather than the extravagant son, this parable is about the Father’s unconditional love, not because of who we are but because of who He is. He loves us enough to risk pain and suffering for us.”

I love it when I leave thinking and making connections…

Sharing Mom’s Flowers

with our heavenly Mother. 


 My maternal grandfather had a deep devotion to our Lady which I think carried on with his girls. Mom taught me to pray the rosary when I was two, I have always thought she is so beautiful.


It’s not that I wanted my mom to stay and suffer, but losing your mom, it’s something so surreal. 


I think she would be pleased to offer her flowers to Mary.

I know when I go out to water them, I will be reminded say a prayer to my heavenly Mother for my mother.  I know that in time it will heal what’s broken in me.  

In Paradisum Mom. 
 

Falafel, what a happy food! 

Little balls of chickpea deliciousness with luscious tahini sauce…Wow! First time even tasting it, let alone making it.  Was fun to make and to eat!  My husband said I hit it out of the park!  Who knew I could falafel?!?

Followed the recipes of Tori Avey – simple, effective culinary brilliance! 

Used peanut oil so they would be crunchy. 

Made the tahini sauce from scratch too! 

Didn’t have time to make GF flat bread so served on open faced toasted UDI’s hotdog buns. 


But I think the part I liked best was sharing this new experience with him.  Trying new things together just never gets old, and we keep it funky fresh 😉 

Fingerprints of God – William

Covered with marks of Sacrifice, Courage and Determination.  Survived “The Great Depression,” three cancers, and the death of his beloved wife, “Gen” and three of their unborn children.  Received commendation for services rendered in WWII.  Provided, guided and befriended two of his children into adulthood. A face with a ready smile and a hand to help a neighbor. Welcomed me into his family as his own.

20140428-103659.jpgPictured in Manila, 1940’s, in retirement.

Who have you seen covered in God’s fingerprints?

I’ve seen a few posts so far this December about what people want for 2106.  I am inspired by words of hope, kindness, tenderness and positivity.   The resolution to put down the phone and focus on the people around us.  

When I look at 2015 and realize how many people I’ve encountered, moments we’ve shared, what a difference those moments have made. How I’ll try to make the time for more, I’ll definitely drink to that!

  
What’s on your mind for the new year? 

Some of the precious moments from 2015!