Conversion

Lent is about Conversion. Lent helps us draw closer to Christ while turning away from our own sin. In Lent, this involves giving up things that perhaps may keep us from Christ. We hear our children say, “I’ve given up chocolate or candy.” On their own, they are finding something they enjoy that they can offer up and almost unite with Christ’s suffering while they suffer through skipping a sweet treat. We discuss this suffering Christ endured during Lent and see as the end of Lent approaches, they don’t desire the treat or thing they gave up as much. When they have a focus, it becomes easier to give up something they love. For adults, it can become deeper. We can give up something that we love turning our trust over to God. For some, we can add to our 40 days of Lent by adding in something new: A new prayer book, more devotion time, time for daily Mass. As our 40 Days of Lent are now over and we are in the Triddium, we may focus on Christ’s Passion and Death and look forward to the Ressurection.
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Moonbeam here donated 12 inches to Wigs for Kids. She’s awesome!

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A little doll

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This sweet little girl is such a joy. She brings everyone to a happy place. Max is so taken by her. He smiles at her every morning. All of the big sisters dote on her. She started enjoying cereal and really plumped up! She looks so much like a real baby doll.

Two families in need of prayers

Laetare Sunday is the Church’s reminder of Joy yet to come.

I haven’t written for so long. I have posts I could write and pictures to share in my mind, and yet I seem to never get on the computer. Today, however, on this Laetare Sunday, I am writing to share two families in need of your prayers; two sisters, two babies.
Many of you know we are dear close friends with Father Kevin. Father Kevin is one of 11 children. He has eight sisters. Two of his sisters, Regina and Christina, both delivered unexpectedly a few weeks early this past Thursday. Both babies sharing the same delivery date were born still. Regina delivered emergency c-section after placental abruption. Her baby boy was 36 weeks along. Christina’s baby, a little girl, was 38 weeks.
I know firsthand how both of these mothers will be grieving inside. It’s a pain you can’t describe. It’s a comfort found only in God’s Mercy. It’s a pain that swells inside of you the minute someone asks how you are doing.
I know both of these strong ladies. I know their faith is what will carry them through this pain. I know God’s Mercy will bring them comfort and healing. I know in time both Regina and Christina, their husband(s) and children will find healing as well. For today, though, there is great pain.

For me at the time, Joy was yet to come. I was able to find joy again from the smiling faces in my children around me. Joy came from my husband’s hand. Joy came through the Mass. Joy came knowing our baby Matthew, who had gone before us, was rejoicing in Heaven.

For Regina and Christina, I can’t speak for them, however, I know Joy will come again. For now, they need your prayers. As Liz, another sister who too, has gone through this suffering posted here.

Ok, I’m failing here…

…to keep up with this little space I’ve created. So many of you have emailed me saying you want to keep reading my blog and actually enjoy it. I am honored. We’ve moved up here to Maryland and my routine with a baby has changed dramatically. What I used to do with 5 kids has suddenly changed now with 6 in the home. There is a 6 year difference between M&M and Max. Matthew would have been 4 almost connecting the ages, but with this gap, I realized that John and I are rookie parents all over again. We keep finding ourselves saying,
“Oh yeah, I remember that.”
All the things that come with having a baby in the home… the pack and play in the living room, the jumper, the bouncy seat, the toys, the diapers have taken over the house. Little Max here has more things than we do it seems, but we love every bit of it! These little eyes that gleam back at us when we talk to him just melt us all! And yup, I think he’s a hazel eyed baby!
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Moonbeam eyes, just like his big sister! And finally, he’s decided to put on some weight, once he discovered eating solids is delicious!
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Here are the brothers in a daily pose!
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Getting back into the groove

from our busy days of unpacking, school beginning, and taking time to enjoy the surroundings! And I can tell you, the kids are thriving being back into our school routine and weekend routine with dad home! They’ve been enjoying their new big backyard, tree swing disc, and pool time!

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I have got to give “Opie” a new name. Opie from the Andy Griffith show is his personality for sure though. If I asked him he’d say, “Steve” leaving his best buddy laughing. So for now, it remains Opie. Opie can’t get enough of little Max. He told me just today is Max wasn’t so cute, we’d probably be moved in by now. Here they are together on the screened in porch probably watching their little polar bear sisters shivering swimming.
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I am almost positive, Max has hazel eyes. This leaves Bluebelle delighted as she’s been the only one until now with hazel. All others are blue.

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When we moved in, I asked about finding a path to take the kids biking. Not too far from our backyard is the Chesapeake Bay. Its absolutely beautiful and I can only imagine how it will look in the fall!

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We finally made it into our new school year. We’re only on week two now, but, at least we’ve started and I have to say, I think everyone is relieved. They are not being told to keep unpacking something or to continuously hold Max while I keep going with the boxes. Here are the new students sitting on the front porch in Maryland. I’ll be posting their individual first day pics soon.

Prayers for all of the students this school year and their teachers who are instructing them.

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