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Sunday Sermon, Some Lemonade, and Smiles

24 Jun

“When life gives you lemons, make lemonade and set up a lemonade stand. Make it count.”

~Toni Armenta Andrukaitis

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A sizzling steamy Sunday, but the impending rain held off. It’s always wonderful greeting at the door before Mass, with lots of smiles and hugs.

Today’s Gospel was the story of Jesus talking to the crowds and healing the sick. When it started to get late, the Apostles suggested that they send the five thousand people away because the crowds were hungry after a long day. Jesus said that they should be fed, but only five loaves and two fish were available.

16 “Then he took the five loaves and the two fish, raised his eyes to heaven, and said the blessing over them; then he broke them and handed them to his disciples to distribute among the crowd.

17 They all ate as much as they wanted, and when the scraps left over were collected they filled twelve baskets.”

My take on it…sometimes you think there isn’t enough or things couldn’t possibly work out. With a little faith and a lot of determination, not only is anything possible, but sometimes the outcome is better than you could have ever imagined.

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After Mass, I stopped for coffee with Miss Mary. We barely get to talk while greeting at the door, so we had a lot of catching up to do. Then, a quick stop at the grocery store.

On my way home, I saw a lemonade stand by the entrance of my neighborhood. I remembered seeing it advertised on our neighborhood Nextdoor app. The children were raising money for Scottish Rite Hospital. I stopped by and just made a donation. I said I really didn’t need any lemonade, but maybe if a couple kids passed by later with no money, perhaps they could offer them a glass of lemonade. Pay it forward.

Storms are expected tonight…again, so I changed clothes and went for a walk. Wow, it was still hot out there. The heat index was around 105.

The best part of my Sunday is always my FaceTime with my adorable grandchildren. Sophie was already in her crib, so Belle kept me well entertained with stories of her two socks and daddy has two socks and mommy has no socks. She went to the park and went on the swing. Isn’t it funny how those trivial stories are so adorable? I love that little face. She looks so much like my angel mother.

Ah, the skies just opened up and I can hear the rain pelting down on the roof. The Directv is scrambled and sputtering, as usual. Oh well. Here we go again.

Happy Sunday, my friends.

Sunday Sermon and Father’s Day

17 Jun

Gregory E. Lang

“A daughter needs a dad to be the standard against which she will judge all men.”

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A fairly gloomy muggy Sunday morning, but as always, a great day to rise and shine and give God His glory, glory. Hugs and hellos and happy faces greeting before 9 o’clock Mass.

Today is Trinity Sunday, which always makes me smile. Mom was born on or around Trinity Sunday, thus the reason for her name, Trinidad. I think she was born the Monday after. When Father was commenting on the symbolism of the Trinity, I wasn’t paying much attention. I was thinking about Mom every time he said the word Trinity. I smiled.

Father Don also had all the dads stand up for a special blessing for Father’s Day. It was nice to see so many dads, ranging in ages from white haired men with canes and walkers to the new dads proudly holding newborns in their arms, It was a wonderful sight to behold. It made me think of my own father who rarely walked inside a church. Mom took us to church. My sons rarely sat beside their father in a church pew. He moaned and protested before and after, so we usually went without him. Golf or fishing were more important. Church going and religion and prayer doesn’t always make a man a good man, or a good woman. It sure couldn’t hurt. I often wonder if that is a major missing link in the collapse of the family unit.

Aw… now I’m really smiling. My son just called so I could FaceTime with the grand-babies. Belle was getting ready for bed, reading her books and laughing. Sophie just got placed in her crib. I love our Sunday calls. But, the most wonderful moment was when Joe said that he and Belle went to Mass for Father’s Day this morning. I couldn’t help it. A few tears slipped down my cheek. I loved that it was important for him to celebrate Father’s Day at church.

My take on it… you don’t ever have to step inside a church to know God. He has to live in your heart and you should thank Him for your blessings. Share this love with your family, your children, and your friends. That’s all a church building is. It’s a place where people gather to share and show their gratitude. You can pray alone, or at home with your family, but it’s like a party or any celebration. It’s a lot more fun with a lot of people to celebrate along with you.

Happy Father’s Day to all the men and dads out there who make the world a better place.

Sunday Sermon, Storms and Other Stuff

10 Jun

“A change in the weather is sufficient to recreate the world and ourselves.”

― Marcel Proust

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A gorgeous warm sunny Sunday morning. Smiles abounded as I greeted at the door before 9 o’clock Mass. I scurried through the hallways to catch the Chateau bus at the side entrance. The driver was just pulling out the walkers when I approached. Each radiant lady gave me a smile and a hug. Miss Marylyn proudly showed off a collection of bracelets on her wrist that I had given her and the other ladies over the years. How sweet.

Today is Pentecost Sunday. Mr. Jerry scolded me for not wearing red. He said Father Don suggested it in last week’s bulletin. I confessed that I didn’t read it. 🤦‍♀️Oops!

Today’s Gospel was about Jesus appearing to the apostles, showing his wounds..

“he said to them again, ‘Peace be with you. ‘As the Father sent me, so am I sending you.’

22 After saying this he breathed on them and said: Receive the Holy Spirit.

23 If you forgive anyone’s sins, they are forgiven; if you retain anyone’s sins, they are retained.”

My take on it…Jesus was telling the apostles that His Father sent Him to help save mankind, and now He was sending them out to do the same, filled with the Holy Spirit for guidance. As Christians, we are asked to share the Holy Spirit with others through our deeds, not just our words. Just like with children, a good example is the best instructor.

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Usually after Mass, we stop for coffee at McDonald’s. Helene wasn’t there and Mr. Jerry had to meet his daughter. So, instead of just going home or stopping at the store, I decided to go all by myself and get my usual iced tea. I took my bulletin and read it from cover to cover, as not to miss anything important this week.

I think I’m prepared now. After reading, checking emails and people watching a while, I walked over to Tom Thumb to pick up a few things for tomorrow’s two different pot lucks that I’m going to. Another busy day tomorrow.

I got home, changed and decided to squeeze in a walk. The gorgeous sunny sky was getting dark and gloomy. I grabbed my umbrella. There was a fine mist after about a mile, then a few distant thunder claps had me scurrying home…just in time. The skies opened up and it poured. The

wind whipped at the windows.

About a half hour later, the sun popped out and the entire sky was crystal blue. That’s the good news. The bad news is that part of my back fence is broken and leaning in my neighbor’s yard.🤦‍♀️ I finished my walk and there were a lot of big limbs and branches down throughout the neighborhood. It was a pretty brutal little burst of a storm.

On my walk, everything looked fresh and green and purged of dirt. A few puddles on the sidewalk had me walking in the street. That was a lucky thing because I found a threatening rusty screw on the road, right behind someone’s driveway. Thus again, saving the world, one flat tire at a time.

Sunday Sermon and Some Other Stuff

3 Jun

“Transformation literally means going beyond your form.”

~Wayne Dyer

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It was a drizzly morning, but it cleared up in the afternoon. I got to church in time to run to the side door to greet the ladies from the Chateau as they got off their bus. Big hugs were exchanged.

Today is Ascension Sunday, and a very meaningful service at church. The Gospel was about Jesus Ascending into heaven, telling his disciples that He would return in the same manner.

“Then he led them out as far as Bethany, and, lifting up his hands, he blessed them. While he was blessing them, he withdrew from them and was carried up into heaven.”

After Mass, Jerry, Helene and I stopped for coffee. Helene and I went over to the store afterwards. When we were walking back to our cars, I found a lucky dime in the road. While I was picking it up, Helene found one too, a few steps ahead. A lucky day for us both.

I had made plans to meet Zelda for lunch and see a movie. We decided on “Rocketman.” It was very good, not just on a music basis, but I also liked the timeline story of the transformation that took place in Elton John’s life. Some of the story was sad and destructive, but we found out why. Without having a spoiler alert, we saw how he turned his life around. Yep. Great music. Great story.

When I got home, there was time for a nice long walk before dark. And it’s always great to catch the sunset.

Happy Sunday, my friends.

Sunday Sermon and Other Stuff

27 May

“Find peace in the space berween the ideal and reality.”

― Mary Jo Tate

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It’s good to be home and back into my old monotonous wonderful routine. Memphis was great, but ” there’s no place like home.” Sunday morning greeting at the door before Mass is always a highlight. I saw the Chateau bus round the corner with my senior friends, so I scurried down the long hall to the far side door to greet them as they got off their bus. I got to hug them all and they smiled like they won the lottery. It was grand. Then, back to my front door greeting with Mary and Ron, and more hugs and welcoming smiles. A beautiful sultry spring morning.

Today’s Gospel was the story of Jesus relating to the apostles that the Holy Spirit would be sent from the Father to bring comfort and peace.

“Peace I leave with you; my peace I give to you.

Not as the world gives do I give it to you.

Do not let your hearts be troubled or afraid.”

My take on it…if you are a good person and you follow the teachings of the Lord, you will find peace of heart and spirit. Some might find this through meditation or contemplation, but to me, that’s what prayer is. It’s finding an inner peace and quiet content spirit. It’s gotta come from somewhere. Is it that invisible intangible thing called your soul? Me thinks it is.

After Mass, I stopped to shake hands with Father Robert and to say thank you. I also asked if he would be so kind as to bless the St. Jude medals that I had purchased at the St. Jude Children’s Research Hospital in Memphis.

Saint Jude, sometimes known as Saint Jude Thaddeus, was one of the original apostles of Christ, a brother of Saint James the Less. He was known for preaching the gospel in particularly difficult circumstances. As such, he became the patron saint of “hopeless cases, and things almost despaired of.”

I remember my sweet mother praying very often to St. Jude. I guess we had a few lost causes and hopeless cases here and there. Mom was my go-to prayer warrior, and you know what? She always came through when I asked her to pray for a special intention. She would say, “I’m always tugging on God’s toga. He gets tired of me pestering Him, so He answers my prayers.”

It was a good Sunday and a good day to be me. Happy Sunday, my friends.

This statue of St. Jude guards the gardens behind the chapel at St. Jude Children’s Research Hospital in Memphis.

Now, that’s a great story about God sending a sign and Danny Thomas answering the call.

Sunday Sermon and Other Stuff

20 May

“Stick to love; it is heavy and it will carry you. Avoid hatred; it is heavy and you have to carry it. It is left to you to make your choice.”

― Israelmore Ayivor, Leaders’ Frontpage: Leadership Insights from 21 Martin Luther King Jr. Thoughts

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A beautiful sunny Sunday morning after nasty storms yesterday. It’s always a pleasure to greet at the door before Mass. I was able to see the Chateau bus pull around the side at 8:30, so I scooted over there to greet and the adorable elderly ladies from the senior complex, then I scurried back to the front doors, I don’t get to greet them and hug them like at the old church because they get dropped off at the closer side door at the new church, I miss their smiling faces on Sunday. But, I did get to see them Wednesday when I picked them up and took them back from their Life Touch photo shoot for the new directory at church.

Today’s Gospel reading was such an important message. Plain and simple…Love one another.

34A new commandment I give to you, that you love one another; even as I have loved you, that you also love one another. 35By this all men will know that you are my disciples, if you have love for one another.”

After Mass, their was a pancake breakfast sponsored by the Knights of Columbus. It’s nice to sit and mingle, chat and have coffee with people that you might not get a chance to talk to. I bumped into Father Robert and Mary, so of course I had to say, “Selfie time, Father.”

After Mass, I went over to Walmart, yet again, because my low tire light came on for about the tenth time. They usually put air in it and its fine for a couple-three weeks, then lights up again. I asked them to check it “again and thoroughly.”‘they said it would be a while, so I called Zelda. We were supposed to meet for lunch, so she offered to pick me up and we went over to Nom Nom for a veggie burrito bowl. They called to say my car was ready.

When I went to the desk, I asked the lady who handed me my keys what they did, and she looked at the print out and said, “Fixed flat tire.” I’m not sure what they did. Maybe they just put air in it again. But, if that darn light goes on again in a couple of weeks, I’m going to have trouble following that commandment about “You have to love one another.”

Then, the highlight of my day is the Sunday evening FaceTime call with the grandchildren. Now, these adorable little faces…what’s not to love.

Doesn’t get better than this. Happy Sunday, my friends.

Sunday Sermon and Maestro Hector Olivera

29 Apr

“When in doubt, throw doubt out and have a little faith.”

E. A. Bucchianeri

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Today’s Gospel was the story of Jesus appearing to the Apostles in a locked room after His resurrection. Thomas was not there, so he did not believe them. He said he would have to touch the wounds himself to believe. Eight days later, Jesus appeared to them again, and Thomas was there. Jesus told Thomas to touch His wounds. Then, Thomas believed. (Thus, inspiring the quote “Doubting Thomas.”

29Jesus said to him, “Have you believed because you have seen me? Blessed are those who have not seen and yet believe.” 30Now Jesus did many other signs in the presence of the disciples, which are not written in this book; 31but these are written that you may believe that Jesus is the Christ, the Son of God, and that believing you may have life in his name.

My take on it… sometimes you just have to throw caution to the wind and just have faith, blind faith. That’s a good analogy. You can’t always see the things you believe in, but you still believe.

“Blessed are those who have not seen and yet believe,”

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Last night, the parishioners of St. Gabriel the Archangel had the great honor of hearing an amazing concert by Maestro Hector Olivera for the dedication of the beautiful Allen Organ. Born in Buenos Aires, Mr. Olivera began playing the pipe organ when he was three. At age five he played for the legendary Eva Perón; at twelve he entered the University of Buenos Aires and by eighteen had performed for heads of state and celebrities throughout Latin America. When offered a scholarship at the renowned Juilliard School of Music in New York, he moved to the United States. Three years later, Mr. Olivera’s outstanding professional concert career was launched when he won the AGO’s National Improvisation Contest.

I guess the best way describe his talents is to let you hear for yourself. Amazing!

Maestro, please…

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f-su3sRvpPo

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HzTjOKszuSQ

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RiShAn8zDdE